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...public liked it. When Berlin died last week at 101, he was the nation's most beloved songwriter, a Russian Jewish immigrant born Israel Baline, who rose from Cherry Street on Manhattan's Lower East Side to pride of place on Tin Pan Alley. Berlin's song is ended. But each time someone gazes up at blue skies, or wonders how deep is the ocean, or says it with music, his melodies linger...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: America's Master Songwriter :Irving Berlin: 1888-1989 | 10/2/1989 | See Source »

...simple as that." Although he could not read or write music (he never did learn), he could pick out a melody on the piano in the key of F sharp. In 1909 Berlin, now calling himself Irving because it sounded tonier, landed a $25-a-week job with a Tin Pan Alley publisher. Two years later, he picked his way into American musical history with Alexander's Ragtime Band. More a march than a rag, it made Berlin famous, erroneously, as the "ragtime king"; what it really made him was king of the pop song...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: America's Master Songwriter :Irving Berlin: 1888-1989 | 10/2/1989 | See Source »

...TIN MACHINE: TIN MACHINE (EMI). It's David Bowie, lying low with a new band that he helped create and whose rough edges he hones to a cutting edge...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Critics' Choice: Aug. 14, 1989 | 8/14/1989 | See Source »

...TIN MACHINE: TIN MACHINE (EMI). It's David Bowie, lying low with a new band that he helped create and whose rough edges he hones to a good cutting edge. Lots of fever-blister guitar work and apocalyptic Bowie lyrics. Crack City ought to be a sci-fi hallucination, but Bowie knows better: he makes it into an everyday nightmare...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Critics' Choice: Jul. 31, 1989 | 7/31/1989 | See Source »

...caught up in a brainstorm with his editor and is blown from batty Albion into the middle of humdrum Kansas. There, in Dorothy's native land, he finds not a winding yellow brick road but a grid of blacktop highways crossing one another at predictable right angles. Instead of tin men and cowardly lions, there is a pride of stolid citizens unashamed of their placid routines and quick with the thank-yous and have-a-nice-days. Wicked witches? Nope, but there is a local drunk who tells dirty jokes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Unlocked Doors | 7/31/1989 | See Source »

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