Word: winter
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Varsity Basketball at Yale8 p.m. Varsity Fencing vs. Cornell 2 p.m. Varsity Hockey at Yale 8:30 p.m. Varsity Skiing at St. Lawrence Winter Carnival--(Canton, N. Y.) Varsity Squash vs. Yale 2 p.m. Varsity Swimming at Pennsylvania 2 p.m. Varsity Track vs. Princeton, Yale 2 p.m. Varsity Wrestling at Yale...
Smell It. "There is a future here," said Dani over lunch, served in the communal mess hall and consisting of salty consomme, spicy stewed beef with curry rice, bananas and orangeade. "We can develop this entire region both as a bountiful source of winter produce and as a winter resort. Our problem is what to do in summer. The temperatures go up to 120°." He sees his job purely as pioneering and, in the process, establishing ownership of the land, regardless of any criticism from the outside world that Israel is staking its claims prematurely. "If someone says...
Shades of Tiny Tim! The hottest recording discovery in the land these days is a tall, skinny, cross-eyed albino blues guitarist with limp, shoulder-length cotton white hair. He may look like a hippie Ichabod Crane, but Johnny Winter, 25, is something else. Columbia Records has just signed him to a contract that could pay him $600,000 over the next five years, and concert managers have already begun to book him for as much as $7,500 a night. Yet three months ago, Johnny was bouncing from one dingy Texas joint to another for maybe...
...Johnny himself puts it: "How can it be?" The answer is partly that blues are big these days, partly that Johnny Winter is the swingingest, funkiest new white blues singer to come out of the South in years. His electric guitar crackles with a kind of voltage that can only come from the gut, not an AC outlet. His singing ranges from a harsh, staccato yell to a high soprano wail. Many of his songs are his own-improvised on the spot, or written down the night before. Like Leland, Mississippi Blues, which he sang to a crowd of shouting...
...world of rock, where a distinguishing trait of any kind is the ultimate asset, Johnny Winter is a "chicken-soup freak" of the first order. Explains Steve Paul, 27, owner of a Manhattan nightclub called The Scene, and now his manager: "Johnny is a freak in the sense of being a unique individual, and chicken soup in the sense that he is a human being and nice as well." Last November Paul read about Johnny in an underground newspaper, dashed down to see him, brought him back to The Scene, then watched him knock 'em dead at the Fillmore...