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Generalissimo of the clangorous army of Tin Pan Alleymen is long, lean, grey Songwriter Gene Buck, president of ASCAP (American Society of Composers, Authors & Publishers). ASCAP holds performing rights to a mighty volume of sound: 1,270,000 musical compositions. Last week in San Francisco, at the word from Generalissimo Buck, ASCAP shock troops made a vigorous sortie. Their enemy was Broadcast Music Inc. (BMI), formed by radio chains. Sooner than sign contracts to pay bigger fees for ASCAP tunes after next Jan. 1, the networks vow to use music from BMI, which by then will control 10,000 numbers...
...Given adequate stock piles of tin, high-grade mica, radio quartz, industrial diamonds, and a half-dozen deficient ferroalloying minerals and certain tropical plant materials, we could be virtually independent of overseas imports for years at a time," Mr. Tyler said...
...where poor people can get complete medical service for very little ($1 to $5 a day) or, if they cannot pay, for nothing. Bellevue, though laboriously breezy and cliché-ridden, gives a thoroughgoing picture of the place-a smell of lysol; a babble of dialects and foreign tongues; tin benches (to discourage lice) in the clinic waiting rooms; tenement mothers cursing their offspring like truck drivers; dozing cops on guard at the bedsides of laid-up malefactors; a sign in the Accident Ward: DO NOT SIGN ANYTHING UNLESS THE NURSE SAYS IT IS ALL RIGHT...
...berating him as an Irishman for swelling Jewish coffers. Not much more subtle have been the cracks of journalistic small fry such as W. Livingston Larned of the White Plains (N. Y.) Reporter, who recently bawled: "Oh say can you see by the dawn's early light the Tin-Pan Alley tune mechanics and melody mongers.. . . 'Suppose we put a feller wavin' an American flag on the cover,' suggests Ike. . . . And Moe, turning from the practice piano, answers, 'You got something there. Big Boy.' " Comparatively restrained in his disapproval was Manhattan Minister...
Last week Pittsburgh was thick with smoke again, and J. & L. was working at 94.5% of capacity. Patient H. E. Lewis seized the opportunity to hedge. Against the day when heavy steel would yield once more to light, he went deeper into light-by buying the tin-plate division of independent McKeesport Tin Plate Corp. Price: around $3,000,000, which included good will, a euphemism doubtless meaning that J. & L. will probably get the lion's share of tin-plate orders from McKees-port's can factories. Meanwhile, Wall Street anticipated a shower of back-dividend payments...