Word: waltzed
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...East Germany, doddering Premier Wilhelm Pieck was roused early one morning by the reedy wailing of shawms (an obsolete sort of oboe) serenading him with a waltz beneath his bedroom window. The occasion: Puppet Pieck's 79th birthday, later marked by much handshaking with his fellow Communists, plus (to show his love for the proletariat and also for traditional good luck) a sooty clasp from a chimney sweep. Two days later, in Germany's free Western zone, Chancellor Konrad Adenauer also turned 79. After a public reception at the Bonn Chancellery, Widower Adenauer went to his modest home...
...Balance ... balance ... cross ... balance. All the men form a star! Balance ... cross ... balance ... WALTZ! There! now you've got it. ALLEMANDE RIGHT!" (Music) All the dancers gaily executed the directions, and loved the square dance even if it was confusing when the caller shouted something that made them hunt for a new partner...
...were not presented in alphabetical or any other discernible order; the last one was rumored to have been awarded the anchor position because "she got to more rehearsals later than anybody else." After she was seated, the orchestra struck up the first of the cotillion figures, the Coming-Out Waltz (original music and lyrics by Virginia Scarlett, daughter of Mrs. Eugene Ong, co-chairman of the ball). The lyrics: We're coming out tonight We're having our fling Debs dressed in yards of white Waltzing we sing 'cause Beaux flock around tonight Flowers are part...
Truckin' Chorus. Impresario Kobayashi originally wrote his own scripts from Japanese fairy tales and familiar Kabuki and Noh plots, got his musicians to adapt traditional music to two-step and waltz rhythms. "I was trying to build a musical bridge between East and West," he says...
...used every trick in the book to keep them afraid, keep them horrified. His craziest fan, Lady Caroline Lamb (TIME, Oct. 11), fell dramatically in love with him. When she cooed, "Should you like to see me waltz with any man but yourself?", he replied that "he should have no objection whatever, upon which with no more ado the fair Lady whips a knife into her own side." Fortunately, observes a cynical onlooker: "Venus . . . interposed in the shape of a pair of stays, so that the blow was by no means fatal...