Word: staccato
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Last week Henri Matisse's smart son, Pierre, opened a Dufy water color show in Manhattan. Most of the pictures were recent, all were typical. Like Matisse, Dufy uses startling paint, but his staccato drawing and deliberately off-register coloring are individual. His favorite scenes are fashionable: the Bois de Boulogne at Paris, the racetracks at Longchamp and Epsom, casinos at Deauville, boats at Cowes. Critics rate his talent witty and observant, have never granted him the accolades bestowed on his master...
...steady listener cannot have failed to appreciate the general improvement of the average program. Whether it is because the technical developments in both transmitting and receiving apparatus tend to encourage the public ear to expect better things, or because the tenor of the age is not in tune with staccato rhythms and the grosser tin-pan melodies is a matter for speculation. Certainly the technique of arranging musical instruments before a microphone has increased the illusion of reality almost as much as the widened tonal range of most of the modern receiving sets. With many of the earlier loudspeakers...
Giraffes have vocal cords and. when startled, emit staccato grunts, rousing snorts...
Last week a Hollywood actor lost his job for being drunk and disorderly on foreign soil. To Mexico City to make a picture called Viva Villa, Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer had sent Lee Tracy, famed for his staccato characterizations of reporters, press agents and politicians. Noted for his eccentric conviviality, Actor Tracy used to frequent Manhattan speakeasies with pockets full of cheese crackers and popcorn. Last week when 30,000 Mexican cadets paraded past his hotel he appeared on the balcony outside his bedroom, wrapped in a blanket. Throwing that off, he shouted profanities at the crowd, waved his arms...
...Soldiers Field. Last night when Coach Eddie Bradford stepped on the self-starter of his automobile, a loud crash burst on the stillness of the Cambridge evening. The whole rear-end of his Ford rose in the air and clouds of smoke enveloped the car: then a series of staccato machine-gun blasts; then silence...