Good timing

Out shopping — back home — flip on the news — and the first words I hear, broadcast live from Oakland, California, are “I’m running.” Good timing, Senator Kamala Harris!

Michel Legrand (1932–2019)

[“You Must Believe in Spring.” Music by Michel Legrand, written for The Young Girls of Rochefort (dir. Jacques Demy, 1967). Frank Morgan, alto. Hank Jones, piano. From Morgan’s album You Must Believe in Spring (Antilles, 1992).]

The pianist and composer Michel Legrand has died at the age of eighty-six. His music, especially his scores for The Umbrellas of Cherbourg and The Young Girls of Rochefort, has brought much joy to our household.

What better place to be

Driving home from a concert on a rural route partly covered in ice and snow, what better place to be than behind a snow plow? We toodled along behind one for about fifteen miles, going well under thirty, and watched the salt spray out and the blade come down when needed. Sparks everywhere, and safety.

When the plow turned off, I flashed the headlights twice to say thank you. I hope that means thank you.

And then, not far ahead, a second plow. We followed that one for about six miles until it pulled over to make a U-turn. This time I waved.

Elaine just reminded me about the second plow. I’m too tired to remember more than one plow per post.

[About the concert: Stravinsky’s Pulcinella Suite FTW!]

Today’s Saturday Stumper

I just remembered that Brad Wilber co-constructed the puzzle that soured me on The New York Times crossword. But I like his puzzles, and I liked today’s Newsday Saturday Stumper. Not especially tricky, but challenging enough to be a challenge.

Three clues that I especially liked: 20-Across, six letters, “Refuge for daytime sleepers.” 64-Across, four letters, “Smooth finish.” 9-Down, five letters, “Number lines.” And one clue that had me hung up for a long time in the puzzle’s center: 36-Across, nine letters, “Deadlocked situation.” STALEMATE? No.

And no spoilers: the answers are in the comments.

NPR, sheesh

On All Things Considered tonight: “So did we learn anything today, in your view, that tightens the web around the president himself?”

No, nooses tighten. Webs ensnare. Plots thicken. Clichés sometimes trip up those who rely upon them.

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How to improve writing (no. 79)

Fresca has posted photographs of signs, some of which she thinks need rewriting. And she mentioned my posts about how to improve writing. So here goes:

A sign in a YMCA:

We serve relentlessly with our community until all can thrive in each stage of life.

That’s an ugly sentence, the kind of sentence that likely results from the work of a committee. I can imagine the suggestions, one by one: “Work? How about We serve relentlessly ?” But relentlessly is a tad aggressive, and community makes an awkward rhyme. And does one serve with a community, or does one serve a community? Thrive makes me think of plants, or infants in distress. And if all can thrive, do they thrive? And if they can or do, would the work of the Y stop? Is there an end to this relentless service? Last night I flinched at “each stage of life,” which makes me think of a Y that offers hospice care. And I cringed some more this morning when I heard Sarah Huckabee Sanders tell CNN that our president cares about Americans at all stages of life. Yes, really.

A possible revision:

We work hard to help everyone in our community live a better life.

Why does the revision sound better? Not because it is markedly shorter: the revised sentence is just two words shorter than the original. But look: there are fewer prepositional phrases in the revision. Eight of the fifteen words in the original sentence form prepositional phrases. That’s why the sentence sounds so ponderous. If my revised sentence sounds trite, it may be because so many goods and services promise to improve our lives. But I think a Y should be able to make that promise.

A second piece of signage, from a bathroom stall in an art museum:

Please be considerate

If you administer medication by syringe, please remove the syringe from our premises in a protective container. When placed in bathroom garbage, used syringes can cause puncture wounds.

Thank you.

Fresca wonders if this sign is an attempt at gentility. I think so: medication and syringe point in that direction, and from our premises is, for me, the clincher. I’ll mention that I’ve seen this sort of sign just once, in a bookstore whose customers were wont to shoot up in the bathroom. At least that was according to an employee, who may have been putting me on. (But if so, why the sign?)

A possible revision:

Be safe

Used needles are dangerous. If you use a needle here, take it with you in a protective container and dispose of it safely.

Thank you.

Used needles can cause puncture wounds wherever they might be left, and they can cause far worse than puncture wounds. No need to be genteel in asking people to take their needles with them. Safe is a much wiser word than considerate here.

In a New York (City) state of mind, I’d suggest

Don’t even THINK of leaving your needles here.

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2:35 p.m.: “Eight of the fifteen words in the original sentence form prepositional phrases”: and eight of the twelve words in this sentence form prepositional phrases. Why doesn’t this sentence sound clunky?

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[This post is no. 79 in a series, dedicated to improving stray bits of public prose.]

In the early morning raid

I like seeing the Special Counsel’s indictment of Roger Stone point out miscreants’ sloppiness in texting. From Stone himself: “Because of tromp I could never get away with a certain [sic] my Fifth Amendment rights but you can.” And from Person 2: “I think it[’]s on for tomorrow.”

[Post title with apologies to Gordon Lightfoot.]

Got it

After Stephen Colbert joked about Donald Trump and an EMT’s Heimlich skills, Jon Batiste commented with a couple of bars of Billy Strayhorn’s “U.M.M.G.,” whose title refers to the Upper Manhattan Medical Group. Arthur Logan, Duke Ellington’s doctor, was a member.

Someone got it.

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And now that it’s morning, here’s the evidence. Listen at 9:28.

And here are some recordings of “U.M.M.G.”: the original Ellington band recording, a version with Dizzy Gillespie, a later version from . . . And His Mother Called Him Bill (recorded after Strayhorn’s death), and small-group recordings by Strayhorn and Joe Henderson. Despite what the Internets say, Strayhorn did not compose “U.M.M.G.” on his deathbed. The first recording is from 1956. The piece that Strayhorn wrote in the hospital in 1967 is “Blood Count.”

Notebook on a bus

[You Only Live Once (dir. Fritz Lang, 1937). Click for a larger view.]

Joan Taylor, née Graham (Sylvia Sidney) sets up housekeeping: “Lights, five dollars. Water, two dollars. Gas” — and then we cut to husband Eddie Taylor (Henry Fonda), stopping to fill up his truck.

More notebook sightings
Angels with Dirty Faces : Ball of Fire : Cat People : City Girl : Les Dames du Bois de Boulogne : Dead End : Dragnet : Extras : Eyes in the Night : Foreign Correspondent : Fury : Homicide : The Honeymooners : The House on 92nd Street : Journal d’un curé de campagne : Kid Glove Killer : The Last Laugh : Le Million : The Lodger : Ministry of Fear : Mr. Holmes : Murder at the Vanities : Murder by Contract : Murder, Inc. : The Mystery of the Wax Museum : Naked City : The Naked Edge : The Palm Beach Story : Perry Mason : Pickpocket : Pickup on South Street : Pushover : Quai des Orfèvres : The Racket : Railroaded! : Red-Headed Woman : Rififi : La roue : Route 66 : The Sopranos : Spellbound : Stage Fright : State Fair : A Stranger in Town : Time Table : T-Men : 20th Century Women : Union Station : Walk East on Beacon! : Where the Sidewalk Ends : The Woman in the Window

[Dammit: I remembered the bus as a train. Post title now corrected.]

A “spectacular building,”a “beautiful room”

Yesterday afternoon: “If we can handle Iraq, we can handle the middle of Washington and a very, very spectacular building and a beautiful room that we should be in, and that’s where it’s been for a very long time.”

But last night in a tweet: “there is no venue that can compete with the history, tradition and importance of the House Chamber.”

Is it reasonable to wonder whether someone helped with the name of the beautiful room?