Word: tone
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...reasons for this symphonic era are not far to seek. They lie, quite naturally, in the character of modern civilization, and its mechanized, accelerated tempo. Symphonic music means variety, and change of pace; volume, and diversity of tone color; filled with a potent appeal for the man who wakes up to the sooth sweetness of electric drills, and ends the day with one ear glued to a radio that blares. Even the programs of symphonic concerts, in their limitations, echo this love for the loud and violent. They are filled with music of an aggressive character, with strong rhythms...
Another standard of taste evident in the modern concert program is a love for music with pictorial effects and instrumental coloring, music with a story in it. This preference, a by-product of the modern fetish of realism, is responsible for the continued popularity of tone-poems and ballet-music. A lusty theme for the hero, a gentle little melody for his lady-love, a spinning theme and perhaps a brook motif: these seem irresistible to American audiences...
Divorced. Actor Franchot Tone,34; by Cinemactress Joan Crawford, 32, who in 1934 divorced Cinemactor Douglas Fairbanks Jr.; after sentimental get-togethers while the final decree was pending; in Los Angeles...
...have appeared in The New Yorker and have been among the best things in it. In a style so well turned that epigrams seemed pure condescension, Genêt has written of everything Parisian from the dernier cri to the dernière crise without slipping from a fashionable tone...
When the Theatre Guild produced Liliom (with Joseph Schildkraut and Eva Le Gallienne) 19 years ago, it found the right tone and tempo. Last week's production does not. Not only does Actor Meredith fail to catch Schildkraut's swagger, and the sets fail to measure up to Lee Simonson's stunning original ones, but the play moves slowly, puffingly, from scene to scene-as though Liliom took his round trip to Hell and back on a milk train...