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Whence come the echoes of "Huh! Huh! Huh! I am the Shadow!", "Hi-Ho Silver" and "On, King, on, you huskies ..." See SHOW BUSINESS, Gothic Revival...
...Michelson, Inc., which resurrected The Shadow, is also releasing eight other favorites in 52-week packages, including Dangerous Assignment, Famous Jury Trials and The Green Hornet. Detroit's Fred Flowerday, a former sound-effects expert, has acquired the licensing rights to two other oldtimers, The Lone Ranger ("Hi-Ho, Silver") and Sergeant Preston of the Yukon ("On, King, on, you huskies . . ."). To Flowerday, putting the Ranger back in the saddle is a particular labor of love: it was he who used to clomp a pair of rubber plumber's friends in a box of gravel at Detroit...
...High ho, yodeled Robert Strange McNamara, 48, as he dusted off his trusty crampons, eased himself into his climbing knickers, and prepared to melt some solid Pentagon flesh in an assault on the 14,701-ft. Matterhorn. With his son Robert Craig, 14, and a dauntless Yank quintet whom Swiss whiz kids tagged "McNamara's Band," the Defense Secretary slogged up to within 2,000 ft. of the summit, where a 2-ft. snowfall programmed the computers to say no go. Back to base camp...
Adhesive Melody. But Symonette's resonant, deep-chested baritone is heard to best advantage in River Chanty, a heave-ho work song with chorus that evokes the lure and lore of ol' man river. The score's low-water mark is struck in a rankly commercial number entitled Apple Jack, a shallow echo of some of Weill's earlier work. "Weill's best melodies are like glue," exclaims Rosenstock. "If you listen to them, they stick." The most adhesive refrain in Huckleberry is called This Time Next Year and expresses Jim's dream...
...young men of the 2,200-ton U.S. destroyer Maddox, patrol duty in Tonkin seemed as ho-hum and hum drum as duty on any of a hundred other routine tin-can patrols. In this case, the mission of the Maddox was mainly to show the U.S. flag and keep a casual lookout for Communist gun runners or seaborne Red guerrilla cadres. Occasionally the Maddox would slip up to within 13 miles of the Communist mainland, set her radar to sniffing the coast. But the real challenge to her sailors was to stay awake on lonely watches. Few of them...