Word: blared
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Dates: during 1970-1970
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...cheap cookery-hot dogs, pizzas, pastrami, chow mein, hamburgers, tacos. Garish neon lights stare down on cameras, transistor radios and the other gadgetry that will soon be bought by gullible visitors or grace the lockers of soldiers and sailors who have been on leave in New York. Record stores blare their wares onto the street while teen-agers flip through album after album. Prostitutes, panhandlers, winos and pickpockets dot the sidewalks. One of New York's most intensive police patrols prods them from one end of Times Square to the other and back again. It is the street where...
...prejudice several incidents which indicate that Frost was not a benign simple rustic writing pure-hearted doggerel, but rather an impatient, frequently lazy, hyperbolic man. The reviewers were furious. Some treated the book as a personal insult. One almost-yellow journal reduced its reaction to a sixteen-point print blare, "A good poet-but a very...
Sobbing and Swooning. Her eyes were big and soulful. Her body was broad, her legs heavy, her voice a trombone blare. Propounding the "Foursquare Gospel," she dressed sometimes in gauzy robes that floated out behind her like angel wings. Sometimes she appeared in the uniform of a sailor, fireman or traffic cop ("Stop! You are breaking God's law!"). She illustrated her sermons with skits or pantomimes and composed oratorios for a chorus of 500. The effect of all this was hallucinogenic. Five thousand listeners gasped and sobbed and swooned...
Beating the Jews. The new lyrics, which range widely over Soviet life and politics, provide the Russians with an opportunity to tune out the monotonous propaganda and "socialist realist" songs that still blare from Soviet radios. A recent theme is the increase in traditional Russian antiSemitism, now being whipped up by a press campaign against Israel and by Soviet propaganda for the Arab cause. For example, the official radio broadcasts the song of a Soviet soldier who begs, "Oh, mother write me a letter to Egypt; we're going to be here for a while." But far different sentiments...
They made their own sound-laughter, interminable rapping, impromptu guitar-plucking, the blare of transistor radios, and finally a makeshift concert by nondescript local bands, with amplifiers powered by two ice-cream trucks. The most distinctive note was the brash hawking of drugs. "Good black hashish for $3.50!" shouted one youth. Countered a bearded pusher: "Buy one tab of acid and get a free tab of smack!" Kids on bad trips were treated by volunteer physicians, and were urged over a makeshift public-address system to "bring a few joints for the doctors." As the week progressed, drug abuse became...