Word: weirding
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...from carol singers tramping through the snow to the lean, gaunt, green-garbed Americans squirming through drip ping man-high Kunai grass, or sniping Japs from the fronded tops of coconut palms, or flitting like phantoms from tree to tree in the weird firefly-spangled jungle...
...what to many sounded like groans and cackles. Only a few oldsters such as Jean Sibelius, Richard Strauss and Sergei Rachmaninoff, clung to the traditional sonorities. In Vienna dour Composer Arnold Schönberg led a whole school of younger men in what sounded to conventional ears like some weird insult. In Paris, Igor Stravinsky, Arthur Honegger and a group of Left-Bank revolutionists began imitating African tom-toms and hopefully setting restaurant menus to music. U.S. composers in the main followed the Europeans. Scarcely a tune was written by highbrows that anybody could whistle. Between them and the concertgoing...
...women fought their way toward the revolving door; the push of bodies jammed it. Near by was another door; it was locked tight. There were other exits, but few Cocoanut Grove patrons knew about them. The lights went out. There was nothing to see now except flame, smoke and weird moving torches that were men & women with clothing and hair afire...
Many of these drawings need no captions. Their effect on Addams-addicts is as reassuring as the effect on the weird witch of the monstrous Karloff-like creature who brings in her breakfast in one of Addams' best-known drawings. "On, it's only you!" she says, glancing at him sidewise. "For a moment you gave me quite a start...
...latest collection of stories, essays, profiles, Humorist James Thurber gives us another glimpse into the weird Thurberian world- that closed circle within which the male animal plods foolishly round & round, hopefully, "cutting down elm trees to put up institutions for people driven insane by the cutting down of elm trees." Thurber's colored maid Delia has figured out the mind of this foiled, circuitous wanderer. Thurber, she explains, "used to work in an office like anybody else, but he had to be sent to an institution; he got well enough to come home from the institution...