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...trick for a soprano in Adriana is to seize the stage before the tenor has a chance to plant himself with arms thrown wide to uncoil one of the soaring rhapsodies that billow through the length of the opera. The trick is particularly tough when the tenor is as talented a scene stealer as Franco Corelli, but Tebaldi handled the job nicely. When she came on in Act I in an ivory gown and red hair, she looked so startlingly unlike the matronly Tebaldi of other years that even her devoted claque paused in surprise for the space...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Opera: New Shape, New Song | 2/1/1963 | See Source »

When 300 pickets tried to close down a nonunion mine in Hazard, state troopers were armed with submachine guns. The United Mine Workers disowned the roving pickets, urged everybody to calm down. That was like pleading with a rattlesnake to uncoil. The violence sim ply increased, and Kentucky's Democratic Governor Bert Combs admitted that a "dangerous situation" existed. It was likely to get worse before it got better...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Kentucky: The Facts of Life | 12/28/1962 | See Source »

...between Cliburn bravura and Gould introspection. The B-Flat Concerto was ideally suited to Browning's talent. A witty virtuoso piece, it gave him a chance to display his brilliant technique, particularly in a rippling right hand. But there were also the long lyric lines that seemed to uncoil effortlessly from Browning's piano, the remarkably transparent but sonorous tone...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Veteran Prodigy | 1/12/1962 | See Source »

...apart from one raw reddish gash in it. It gave off an odor as of clay newly dug; also a pungent whiff of onion and of oil of geranium...They stood frozen before this object that drew and yet repelled them, as if a uniform reptillian mass should suddenly uncoil before their eyes and rear a dozen snaky heads. It was death's absolute presence that confronted them...

Author: By John A. Pope, | Title: New Translation of Jean Cocteau Novel | 5/23/1957 | See Source »

...darker, lonelier, and in the stillness our voices sounded loud and frightening. In this book I am again giving you my hands. I am leading you, not through cool pine woods, but up and up a narrow defile between bare and steep rocks from which in shadow things uncoil and slither away. It will be dark. Before you understand the meaning of the journey, I may not be there, my hands may have slipped from yours. It will not matter. For when you understand what you see, you will no longer be children. You will know that life is pain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: I Was the Witness | 2/11/1952 | See Source »

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