Entertainment, grand landscapes, and dialectical troubles.
La propriété, c’est le vol.
“We must get to the painting of ourselves, our history…”
His genius thrived in stages: chromatic, atonal, serial.
He could adapt to and enliven nearly any musical situation.
She mined veins of melancholy, fatalistic, introspective truth.
An unsurpassed fusion of energy, density, speed and lyricism.
Handsome, quick-witted and casually virtuous.
He played long, luminous tones on his trumpet.
In search of roles commensurate with his ability and ethics.
His talent stretched back to Yiddish theater.
He created a boldly self-contained sound world.
Charlie Parker vs. feebleminded ofays.
In 1968, a year of riots, he reached his ascendancy.
A versatile virtuoso — from jazz to Hawaiian to country to pop.
His Cold War movies predict Pynchon’s seriocomic acuities.
She thrived in any musical context: jazz, blues, hokum, pop.
His career was a study in contrasts, brilliant and awful.
“Throb, baffled and curious brain!”
Freed by burnt cork, he became a phenomenon.
He aimed to liberate America aesthetically and socially.
“Cheyenne Autumn” almost made her famous.
A military comedy, a corporate espionage tale, a wicked sex romp.
“Santa Claus Is A Black Man.”