Word: eyebrows
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...folk-rocker who calls himself Antoine has a shoulder-length coiffure, wears pastel flowered Pucci shirts and silky Courrèges slacks. In some circles in the U.S. these days, that sort of getup hardly raises an eyebrow. In France, it's something new, and that helps to explain why Antoine is the biggest thing there since Scotch. His records are out selling Charles Aznavour, Yves Montand and Johnny Hallyday combined. Wherever he goes, the kids-the girls, especially - engulf him. At Paris' Olympia Music Hall, it took 35 flics to keep back the girls, who retaliated...
...eleventh round, Cassius staggered Chuvalo with a flurry of combinations; in the 13th, he landed at least 30 solid punches-left jabs, left hooks, straight rights, right uppercuts. By the end of the 15th round, Chuvalo's eyes were slits; he was cut on the scalp and right eyebrow, and blood was trickling from his nose. But he was still standing-like "a stunted redwood," wrote New York Timesman Robert Lipsyte-rooted to the canvas of the ring...
Mechanical Sin. The least that this spate of spies signifies, it would seem, is that ventures into venery, sadism and furious action have set an eyebrow-raising new standard for family entertainment. Kids adore the lethal, shiny toy collection. Dads happily ogle a prepotent heman, king of a computerized wonderland in which every foe can be swiftly vanquished, every voluptuous siren bedded. And women seem quite susceptible to the fantasy of being vicariously mauled by a master of the art, perhaps after flooring him with a karate wrist chop. Slapdash, comic-strip plots, more violent than suspenseful, are made into...
...them-to work in the 3,000 clubs of Tokyo's six sakaba (drinking quarters). Wispy-bearded Santa Clauses, a legacy of the American occupation, parade in sandwich boards that proclaim the virtues (or lack of them) of such establishments as Le Rat Mort and the Eyebrow Club, Romance Town and the Club Bum Bum Room. Finally come the customers-Japanese businessmen and executives, laden with yen and the ghosts of bonenkai past...
...pointed to one long-limbed lovely on the line and asked, "You notice all that intrigue when she came into the dressing room and told Hope to take good care of me 'cause I was hers. Bit of jealously there, heh, heh," he concluded with a conspiratorial raised eyebrow...