Word: vanillaism
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Next stop was the state-run GUM department store, biggest in Moscow. Pat nibbled on a vanilla ice-cream cone, and bought scarves for "the girls." She had to keep calling for "my banker," an aide who bustled up with rubles. Asked how much she had spent, she replied with a laugh that she did not know. "Not much," offered Mrs. Gromyko, wife of the Soviet Foreign Minister. Pat walked across Red Square and posed for pictures in front of St. Basil's Cathedral. Asked if she had seen the President recently, she replied: "Listen, I haven...
Hans Schenk, a Swiss chef who once worked for Hughes, describes the invariable menu: two 20-oz. sirloin-strip steaks with all fat removed, boiled peas, carrots and green beans, followed by vanilla ice cream and cake. A Hughes aide would appear in the kitchen and watch to make sure that Schenk scrubbed his hands and fingernails. "I would cook his steak with a stop watch," Schenk recalls. "He wanted it medium rare, eight or nine minutes of the grill. He'd notice if it was a minute overdone." If Hughes was on the phone when dinner was served...
Unhappily Richard develops into a vanilla paladin who might more aptly wear a cherry than a crown. According to Jarman, Richard committed none of the crimes imputed to him. She says he accepted the crown with a heavy heart (for which there is no historic evidence) only when he became convinced that the princes were truly illegitimate. Later, he did not murder the princes; he had them sent for safekeeping (for which there is one very doubtful piece of historic evidence) to Barnard Castle...
...Vanilla Fudge broke up with the passing of the psychedelic age. Carmine Appice, the drummer, and Tim Bogert, the bass player, asked Jeff Beck to come over from England to see if they couldn't cash in on the success of the "heavy" sound being popularized by Cream and Jimi Hendrix. But Beck was involved in an auto accident and never made it. So Tim and Carmine hung around Long Island wondering what to do. Somehow they got hooked up with Jim McCarty, former lead guitarist of the Buddy Miles Express, and vocalist Rusty Day. This meeting produced a group...
...when Cactus settled down and writes a good song, oh what a monster! Witness "Restrictions," the title cut and perhaps the best song recorded by an American group this year. Reminiscent of something the Vanilla Fudge at their faster (and better) moments might have done, "Restrictions" is full of tight harmonies, clever and absorbing changes in rhythm and structure, and strong instrumentation. The song barrels along, never letting up for over six minutes, and when it's all over you wonder if you haven't been run over by the Long Island Railroad...