Word: trumpeted
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Time was when Eddie Condon's saloon on Third Street rattled nightly with inspired polyphony from George Brunis' trombone and Bill Davison's trumpet. Condon's rickety palace is no longer subject to such damage, with Bruins in Chicago; but the proprietor, operating as always with an eye for the main chance, has recouped his loss by promoting a remarkable young pianist...
...Even more surprising was the fact that half the pictures they showed him were interesting. Peters supplied his protégés with painting materials, judiciously refrained from criticizing their work. Eventually he teamed up with American Poet Selden Rodman, whose Renaissance in Haiti, published last year, helped trumpet the new primitives abroad...
Chandler Thomas comes by his job quite naturally. His mother was a pianist ; his father was a journalist on the New York World and the Seattle Times. Thomas played trumpet in dance bands around his native Seattle, went to the University of Washington, took up classical music (piano and composition), and became a reporter for the Times and the San Francisco Chronicle. A U.S. Army Air Force pilot during the war, he spent three years as a member of a guerrilla army in the Philippines. As deputy chief of one of the commands, he had 28,000 men under...
...Blond, trumpet-lunged North Carolinian William Franklin Graham Jr., a Southern Baptist minister who is also president of the Northwestern Schools in Minneapolis, dominates his huge audience from the moment he strides onstage to the strains of Send the Great Revival in My Soul. His lapel microphone which gives added volume to his deep, cavernous voice, allows him to pace the platform as he talks, rising to his toes to drive home a point, clenching his fists, stabbing his finger at the sky and straining to get his words to the furthermost corners of the tent...
Sittin' on the stones of Rome Make me wanna say I'm home People everywhere Stop and sit and stare Make my trumpet want to blare...