Word: toning
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...auditorium at the school is designed so that the house merges with the stage, lending an intimacy used to its fullest by Paxton and his audience of local modern dancers. Ending the first section, Paxton announces in a quiet rising tone, his voice gently concluding the dance phrase (or perhaps shyly inviting friends home), "I think there's some cider." He turns, a reserved host, slips on his sandals and walks off upstage. Those watching aren't sure if it's intermission or if the concert's over, but soon someone passes the right word, and everyone stands to stretch...
...that hundreds of younger artists from New York to Sydney could see no way past it. The polished assurance of Noland's style, its clear-cut shifts of format and structure succeeding one another like the terms of a syllogism, combined with the haughty, messianic tone of its supporting criticism to present a most intimidating façade. Who, under that shadow, could call a stripe a stripe...
...songs, but there were signs of a mercenary attitude. Although the Dead had played for hours, the crowd's enthusiasm called for a less reluctant encore. In order to avoid performing a second encore Weir stepped up to the microphone and said, "Good night, folks," in a condescending tone that meant "Go home now." This arrogance, coupled with the disregard for spectators' comfort and safety before the concert began, is not very endearing. It indicates a distance from the audience that smacks of commercial manipulation...
...Jewish origins, which Erikson himself at hinted at only vaguely. (Erikson readily acknowledges that his stepfather was a Jew, but Roazen notes that he makes a habit of referring to his parents by nationality only, and not by religion.) Berman also chastened Erikson, in an unbelievably patronizing tone, for not coming to grips with his own illegitimacy. He demands to know why Erikson gave up his step-father's name--Homburger--when he came to America, and chose the name of "Erikson," "son of Erik," instead. Was it, Berman muses, an attempt on Erikson's part to conceal...
Three minutes after you've met the guy, you get the feeling that Joe Oteri could worm his way under anybody's skin. His style adds a new dimension to the meaning of glibness, being the kind of fellow who can readily inflect a tone of mock anger when an interviewer insists on calling him Mr. Oteri: "Call me Joe for chrissakes. Everyone calls me Joe, except my daughter. She calls me asshole." And you're already giggling, if only inwardly. A burly native of South Boston who has earned a name as one of the best narcotics lawyers...