Word: metropolitan
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...ballads, always a group specialty, floated free and easy. Songs like The Long Run and The Sad Cafe seemed to sink right into your memory. The current hit single Heartache Tonight, or In the City, a hard dose of metropolitan late nights, or the ironic frat-house rocker The Greeks Don't Want No Freaks sounded rambunctious in a way that is new for the group...
...played the klunk as Colonel Klink, the inept P.O.W. camp commander in TV's forever rerunning Hogan's Heroes. Away from reel life, Werner Klemperer is anything but a Dummkopf. This week at New York City's Metropolitan Opera, Klemperer is definitely out of Luftwaffe uniform and appears in turban and robe as Turkish Pasha Selim, a nonsinging role in Mozart's The Abduction from the Seraglio. The role is not a one-shot stop from the stalag for Klemperer. The son of famed Conductor Otto Klemperer, he has also narrated Schoenberg's Gurre-Lieder...
From Interstate 81 to Route 13, via scenic Cortland, a 50--mile journey to Ithaca offers an edifying display of fall foliage. Ofcourse on this trip, the leaves were obscured by predictably dark night sky. So after leaving the city whose airport proclaims it "New York's progressive metropolitan area." We were left to top-40 am tunes on CKLW (Toronto) and Sparky Anderson's World series color commentary on WHAS...
...largest coal stripmines, surrounded by five of the largest coal-fired power plants, are located in the Four Corners area, where Arizona, Utah, Colorado, and New Mexico come together. Most of this land is owned by the Navajo Nation, which exports electricity through high-voltage power lines to metropolitan centers of New Mexico, Arizona Nevada, Utah and southern California. "The annual output is enough to supply the needs of the state of New Mexico for 32 years," according to Navjo tribal chairman Peper MacDonald in 1975. Yet 85 of Navajo households have no electricity today...
...operagoers moved through the gala ritual of the Metropolitan's opening night last week, they were met with an unfamiliar sight. Television lights glared down on the huge Chagall murals and curving marble staircases. Cameras panned the red-carpeted lobby. On the Grand Tier balcony, presumably sophisticated first-nighters pressed around to gawk at Met Tour Director Francis Robinson's TelePrompTer as he beamed at interviewees. The occasion was a live broadcast to public television's 282 U.S. stations, as well as to Canada and Mexico. "It's like a political convention," complained one elegant buff...