Word: throatedly
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...bloodshed in Algeria did he show strain or emotion. "It should be known," said he, "that in four years in Algeria about 1,500 French civilians have been killed. More than 10,000 Moslems, men, women and children, have been massacred by the rebels-almost always by throat-cutting. What a hecatomb that country would know if we were stupid or cowardly enough to abandon...
Opera in the Throat. There is no denying the greater variety of Callas' fantastic repertory (although Tebaldi actually claims 36 operas in hers), or her immense superiority as an actress. But if Callas indeed has a champagne voice, it is also true that champagne can all too easily go sour-as many an operagoer can testify who has heard Callas on an off night. Tebaldi, perhaps because she attempts less, rarely sings an unpalatable note...
...Italy there is a saying, "The opera is in the throat"-meaning that a singer has it under perfect vocal control-and Tebaldi is believed by her fans to have her operas in her throat as has no other singer of her generation. She is a great piano singer, capable of purling out almost endless pianissimos of varying shades. Her Willow Song and Ave Maria from Otello are wonderfully pure yet warm-not crystals, but moonstones or pinkish opals. In Andrea Chenier, when the two lovers hail the dawn and go to the guillotine together, she is as radiant...
...Armored vest protects against small, low-velocity fragments, is lighter than Korean war armor, better designed for protection at vital throat areas...
...looked at the Vagabond's ashen face. There were tears in his eyes. He cleared his throat, blew his nose, and went on. "After that they came thick and fast. Sometimes the phone rang before I had relinquished my grip on the newly-cradled receiver. Marrowitz, Marrowitz, Marrowitz, roared in a tumultuous crescendo inside my skull. Finally I fled into the unknown morning, vaguely seeking surceace in Sever Hall with Uzbek Studies 229. It was ghastly--so ghastly I cannot talk about it. The obscene rites that there transpired, as registered on my fear-crazed brain by my blear-hazed...