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...three weeks, she had gathered 100 capes and returned to the U.S.-but not before deputizing two ex-policemen and the head bartender at the Café de la Paix to continue collecting capes, which she is now selling rapidly at her shop for $25 to $50, depending on their condition...
...coma; in Nyack, N.Y. In five gothic novels, she probed soul-deep into a misbegotten Dixie brood and found both depravity and innocence. Her characters ranged from Frankie Addams, tremulous near womanhood in The Member of the Wedding, to brutish Amelia Evans in The Ballad of the Sad Café. After reaching overnight success in 1940 with her first novel, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter, she was beset by gradual paralysis, but kept writing-until, as it did for the dying pharmacist in her last novel, her own "clock without hands" ran down...
...Places everybody, roll 'em." And there came Actor James Coburn, 39, barreling out of the Café Wha' in New York's Greenwich Village with a Russian agent and a CIA man in zealous pursuit, just as it said in the script of a movie called The President's Analyst. There too, but not in the script, stood Patrolman Melvin Schwartz, an honest-to-goodness member of the New York City Police Department, who had not been informed that they were making a flick on his beat. Patrolman Schwartz's eyes narrowed as he beheld...
...difficulties that bristle throughout his work. Most of his symphonies are so long that they take up an entire concert, often require more than 100 instrumentalists and at least that many singers (his Eighth Symphony is scored for as many as 1,000 musicians). Folk tunes, military marches and café ditties jostle each other in the symphonies-sometimes with deliberately sarcastic effect-against rich, romantic textures and harsher lines that range out boldly to the limits of traditional tonality. Mahler plunges the listener from surging eddies of counterpoint into brooding, tragic depths, or lifts him with sudden paroxysms...
...Francisco Bay Area, home of the topless café, nitty-gritty sound and the Haight-Ashbury hippie heaven, has now produced its own sculpture...