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...love song with an unconventional and thoroughly believable theme. The arrangement starts out very sparse, subtly adding instruments and voices until it is forceful as well as beautiful. Lots of groups have sung 'I Love You," but when the Dream puts it in rich harmony, the line is like the sun coming out-a perfect contrast to the low-keyed body of the song...
...incident seemed to be simply another chapter in the continuing struggle between the two Koreas. So far this year, South Korea has sunk two North Korean patrol boats, and it is possible that the latest episode was simply retaliation by North Korea's Premier Kim II Sung. Although there was some initial suspicion that Washington and Seoul might be collaborating on a cover story to obscure an espionage exploit, high-ranking sources insistently denied...
...Revisionist. Earlier this year, China slowly began repairing bridges burned during the Cultural Revolution. As often as not, Peking's maneuvers were designed to steal a march on Moscow. Two months ago, Premier Chou En-lai flew to Pyongyang to embrace North Korean Leader Kim II Sung, who had been branded a "fat revisionist" by Maoist Red Guards in more extremist years. Peking then agreed to exchange ambassadors with the original revisionist capital, Belgrade...
...years ago, when the show opened in Greenwich Village, the logical response to the title might have been: So what? The songs were written by an obscure Belgian bourgeois-turned-chanteur; they were being sung in the dark basement of the Village Gate by four nobodies. But one of these nobodies was a phosphorescent waif named Elly Stone, who breathed life and passion into Brel's hard-edged depictions of soul v. circumstance. Nearly 1,000 performances later, Jacques Brel is still vibrantly alive and well in New York. On an initial investment of $52,000, four companies...
...novellas at every performance. The narrow, tremulous wraith appears in black velvet pants and jacket, a little lace jabot at her throat. The mordant chords purl from the back of the stage, and she becomes an authentically possessed figure. On the slow numbers, the words are not sung; they seem to float from her throat. The uptempo songs could survive almost any rendition, but when Elly sings them, she charges them with alternating currents of energy and melancholia. She does not interpret the songs, she becomes their owner-and their tenant. In Carousel, she sings in a lazy, wheeling style...