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...least our stands were noisy. "Whop, whop, side th' head; whop 'em upside th' head, hey hey hey," was now the staple cheer...
...pulled the plug on the program and bid sayonara to New England for the South where sports rank ahead of the men in sheets and hoods even, where he could get the green light for an unlimited construction plan, where his crewcut wouldn't be conspicuous in crowds. Gambril, whop deserted the nucleus of swimmers who followed the lure of his name and reputation into the Cambridge jungle, hoping to somehow fuse the academics and social qualities of Harvard and calibre swimming into a quixotic wonder land where having and eating one's cake would not be impossible or even...
...escapade flicks with which American International Pictures used to stock the drive-ins during the late 1950s and the '60s. This allows Lucas to mock, carefully and compassionately, the conventions and stereotypes of a genre as well as a generation. All the details are here, from the do-whop music and lovingly customized cars to the slang, which hovered between Ivy League and street gang, and the clothes, which seemed, like the time, both shapeless and confining. Even the jokes come straight from AIP: "How'd you like a knuckle sandwich?" inquires a hood of a nervous, bespectacled...
They did not always understand the surrealistic lyrics Dylan then favored. Says Robbie: "We were used to singers who opened their mouths and went 'Whop-bop-bop-lu-bop,' but Bob decided to say something while his mouth was moving, and it was interesting to see how easy it came to him." What also impressed the group was the kind of music they were now making, though it was still loud and eruptive, like the life they led. "It was like a volcano going off." Most people agreed, including Actor Marlon Brando, who once told them: "The two loudest things...
...Holy suffocation! A year between Barbra's shows filled with hours of operating rooms, court rooms, bar rooms, Batmobiles. Deliver me from the whop, smack and zap in the bat cave and let me suffocate in such appalling overcuteness as Barbra. If that hour of greatness was a myth, spare me the realities of "My Mother the Car," my wife the witch, my father the fugitive, and your reviews...