Word: wailes
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Guitar atwangle, eyes aimed into a far corner, the voice pitched in a keening wail, the singer holds the rapt attention of the shaggy boys, girls and dogs scattered around his Greenwich Village pad. In a campus dormitory in Ohio, in a café alonng San Francisco's North Beach, in a living room in upper-class Grosse Pointe, Mich., other singers with guitars chant tales of tragic love. In fact, all over the U.S., people of all descriptions-young and middleaged, students, doctors, lawyers, farmers, cops-are plucking guitars and moaning folk songs, happily discovering that they...
...becomes the Germans to wail about an impending "second Munich" now. I don't recall their protesting the first...
...night was tense around the University, though, as students, cruising police cars, and over 20 photographers and reporters kept an alert eye for possible trouble. Every wail from a police siren brought reporters running, but nothing particularly out of the ordinary occurred. Firecrackers exploded sporadically and pointlessly...
...sounds that reverberated through Moscow's Teatr Estrady last week seemed strangely out of place in the drab, disciplined Soviet capital: the salivating slur of a trombone, the mellow wail of a muted trumpet, the throaty murmur of a saxophone and the staccato thunder of drums. U.S. tourists even thought they could identify the nearly indistinguishable melody: Lullaby of Birdland. They were right. At picnics and Komsomol dances, in cabarets and conservatories, the Soviet Union is swinging to the sound of jazz...
...wail of a child broke up a television taping session in the White House broadcasting room. Jumping to his feet, the President of the U.S. raced through the door, shouting, "Who's crying in this house?" A moment later, he returned, carrying his snuffling, snowsuited daughter. He handed her the first object that came to hand, a plastic Red Cross that he was using in the taping. "Here, Caroline," he soothed, "want a nice red cross? You've got that cap pistol in one hand, you might want this for the other." Caroline Kennedy's tears quickly...