Word: velvets
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Twitters from a Satellite. The bulk of Composer Riegger's work is atonal-in fact, he was an atonalist back in the days before the tone row had replaced the velvet neckcloth as a musical status symbol. But in contrast to the cool, desiccated manner of European twelve-tone composers of the Schoenberg-Webern school, Riegger turned out propulsive, ruggedly rhythmic compositions full of jangling dissonances and roughhewn contrasts. The effect was sometimes as startling as an impressionist-styled canvas executed with a house painter's brush...
...still and waits for its deliverance"). Walter's intense performance last week wonderfully illuminated the score's leafy detail, and the orchestra under his baton played with an ardor and mellow tone it rarely displays. As for Contralto Forrester (ably joined by Tenor Richard Lewis), her velvet-piled voice floated over the orchestra with effortless power, adapting itself in a remarkable range of nuances to the work's shadow-flittery moods...
...Gaulle flatly-and probably unconstitutionally-refused (TIME, March 28). Denied an outlet for their grievances through normal political channels, 400,000 peasants last week turned out across the length and breadth of France in protest demonstrations. In the Breton town of Quimper, farmers in clogs, smocks and broad-brimmed velvet hats blockaded the railway station for three hours, were hurled back from the city hall only by police baton charges. At Sens, 60 miles south of Paris, another 3,000 peasants fought a pitched battle with steel-helmeted riot cops, shouting, "We will not be serfs of the Fifth Republic...
...developed a Carmen glittering with gypsy pride and animal excitement. "Singing with her," says a La Scala tenor, "can be pretty tough on a hot-blooded Sicilian like me." Even on La Scala's great stage, Mezzo Lane's voice was opulent and brilliant, rich as piled velvet. When she went to her death, proudly erect and dressed in white lace, the house burst into round after round of applause...
Most Wanted. But more and more, as the oldtime nannies dwindle, the mothers of England have, had to take over. In Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park, the nannies shudder at the modern English child, dressed, not in flaring coat and velvet collar, but in jeans and sweaters. The harassed mothers are apt to shudder, too, and each day brings more plaintive pleas in the newspapers: "Kindly, reliable nanny wanted." In such cases, the "titled lady" who advertises has the advantage...