Word: troubadours
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That the end of a "Keys" ritual consists in marching out upon the steps of the tomb and singing the society's private song, "Gaily the Troubadour." (Of a frosty winter's evening in New Haven, Conn., or after the wedding of a "Keys" man, auditors of all ages and affiliations whatever will stand to listen to this ringing chanson, the rendition of which is invariably exceptionally fine, as "Keys" seldom fails to enroll one or more of the best voices in each class...
...third saving grace is Mr. Nick Lucas, the so-called crooning troubadour, who appears much too briefly with his guitar and all but stops the show. The music otherwise is tuneful, if not epochal. The song "A Girl in Your Arms is Worth Two in Your Dreams" is good musically, although its philosophy is open to serious question. Mr. Buzzell offers a pleasing rapid-fire patter song called "Rue de la Paix", the words of which we planned to remember to tell our roommates, but which, unfortunately, we have already forgotten...
...Musical Academy of Stockholm, Sweden, a poet gave a recital. He was Evert Taube, troubadour, who makes music with his lute to the words of his poems. Of gods and heroes he sang, of knights and demons fighting by waters black with ice, of flaxen-haired princesses. Ever, meanwhile, his lute spoke underneath, sadly, gayly, wildly. Loud did Swedish people in the Musical Academy applaud Poet Taube, last of the troubadours. "He is a second Bellman*," they said...
...induced to increase his Christmas present from a nickle to a dime. Perhaps this is a cooked up story and Cal is simply carrying on a little propaganda to help along the Christmas spirit of giving. At all events, here is the matter for an epic, and a troubadour must be found...
...PEDLAR'S PACK?Rowland Kenney ?Seltzer ($2.00). Despite its troubadour-like title, this is no pretty-gypsy tale of wanderings amid the birds and flowers?never think it. It moves with elaborate unconcern through the adventures of British navyies, dockyard workers, murderers, bums, nippers and bad beer. It is a forthright specimen of sturdy naturalism?if by that is meant that when differences arise with one's fellows the obvious thing to do is to tap the offender over the head with an iron stave instead of becoming involved in pages of metaphysical argument. There is such a breezy...