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...with "How Many More Times" as a genial yet cynical song about the sumptuous and toxic banquet of credulous infatuation. "Ramble On" is the structural successor to "Babe I'm Going to Leave You," in which several sections are unified by Plant's masterful use of slight dynamic and tempo adjustments. "Ramble On," perhaps Led Zeppelin Il's finest song, also affords a good illustration of the group's use of several guitar timbres in order to avoid monochromaticism. The good taste of "Ramble On" helps to balance "Whole Lotta Love" and "The Lemon Song." which while partially humorous, possess...
...tempo of the game dropped considerably in the second half. As the Owls fell farther behind, they concentrated more on a face-saving defense rather than on any offensive attack. A sign of the certainty of victory. Russ Bell spent the third quarter signing autographs for the fans...
Near midnight, the tempo of arrests and clubbing accelerated. People started singing all the old Civil Rights songs over and over. They sang because they were scared and because they felt less alone when thy could hear their own righteousness and the unity of the group ringing in their ears. They sang because otherwise they would have screamed or cried or run away. They linked their arms and legs, not so much because they didn't want to be dragged away, but because it was cold, they were scared, and holding onto someone else was reassuring...
...pseudo-artsiness of the dream sequence is nothing in annoyance value compared to the performance of Michael Murphy's pit band. The musicians are seldom together, often out of tune, and usually spiritless. Conductor Murphy has little sense of tempo, and Philip Lang's nicely-orchestrated overture takes on a dirgelike quality that tends to make overture-lovers like myself cringe. (Note to Mr. Birnbaum: these people in the band are your enemies! Take a whip to them soon...
...conductor began by dropping the baton. He followed that gaffe by indicating one tempo with his hands while calling for another. Still, the musicians did not seem to mind, as the Israel Philharmonic Orchestra staggered through Brahms' Third Symphony. "I have never in all my years on the concert stage conducted an orchestra," Artur Rubinstein had confided to the concertmaster. "I have dreamed of it since I was a little boy. You will think me a fool, but would the orchestra permit me to conduct a rehearsal?" The orchestra was only too happy, and the great pianist...