Word: toning
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Some of the magazine's writing is enjoyable, although much of its fiction is unreadable. But the traditional New Yorker tone, which is largely determined by the magazine's editorial sensibilities, has been irretrievably lost. The magazine that Brown now edits, while of occasional interest, is no longer the New Yorker. Its cachet has been diminished, its imprimatur subtly devalued...
Dogged by respiratory problems, Davis' once assertive, quicksilver trumpet tone flickers and flares like an oxygen-starved flame. On Miles Ahead he sits out long passages, but with trumpeter Wallace Roney backing him up, Davis' pride and defiance burn through as he suddenly leaps into the final chorus, bobbing atop the careening rhythm with a tone that begins as a crackle and winds up pure and delicate as crystal. On the slow-building Solea, he struggles to find himself, then, catching his wind, lets fly a cascade of notes that arc and shimmer with the same brassy authority he wielded...
...Arthur Lee and Love, Ray Manzarek and Michael McClure on Oct. 3. Jefferson Starship Unplugged on Oct. 5. Jason and the Scorchers on Oct. 6. Upstairs: Dante's Grin and Marlowes on Sept. 30. Smack-melon and Hazel on Oct. 1. CD release party for Sirensong and Twelve Tone Failure...
This striking change in the social cast of O'Hara's life is most clearly gauged by the change in his literary tone; the small town G.I., who once wrote naive letters home suddenly began to use a cosmopolitan, often arch and usually hilarious poetic voice. At Harvard O'Hara developed his unique style, incorporating the traces of French Surrealism, American popular culture and chatty injoking that would characterize the New York poets. Disappointingly, Gooch records this artistic blossoming and social awakening without venturing much explanation for it; his careful recounting of events does little on its own to bridge...
...meant to be uneasy, our laughter always self-conscious, her pain pointedly indigestible. Her predilection for the strangely dramatic keeps us even more off-balance. In front of three slide projectors projecting white light with no pictures, Finley strides onstage wearing only black mules, her posture, tone and demeanor daring us to make her into a sex object. We can't because she won't allow us to, her voice stronger than our gaze, conquering and shaming her would-be voyeurs. She puts on a hat, gloves, stockings, a slip, one at a time against different projections of women...