Highlights From Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of The War of The Worlds

Highlights from Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of The War of the Worlds is a compilation album by Jeff Wayne. It was released by Columbia Records.

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    Resorts advertised for waitresses, specifying that they “must appear in short clothes or no engagement.” Below a Gospel Guide column headed, “Where our Local Divines Will Hang Out Tomorrow,” was an account of spirited gun play at the Bon Ton. In Jeff Winney’s California Concert Hall, patrons “bucked the tiger” under the watchful eye of Kitty Crawhurst, popular “lady” gambler.
    —Administration in the State of Colo, U.S. public relief program (1935-1943)

    If men could menstruate ... clearly, menstruation would become an enviable, boast-worthy, masculine event: Men would brag about how long and how much.... Sanitary supplies would be federally funded and free. Of course, some men would still pay for the prestige of such commercial brands as Paul Newman Tampons, Muhammed Ali’s Rope-a-Dope Pads, John Wayne Maxi Pads, and Joe Namath Jock Shields—”For Those Light Bachelor Days.”
    Gloria Steinem (b. 1934)

    A pregnant woman and her spouse dream of three babies—the perfect four-month-old who rewards them with smiles and musical cooing, the impaired baby, who changes each day, and the mysterious real baby whose presence is beginning to be evident in the motions of the fetus.
    T. Berry Brazelton (20th century)

    Exercise is the yuppie version of bulimia.
    Barbara Ehrenreich (b. 1941)

    Haven’t you heard, though,
    About the ships where war has found them out
    At sea, about the towns where war has come
    Through opening clouds at night with droning speed
    Further o’erhead than all but stars and angels
    And children in the ships and in the towns?
    Robert Frost (1874–1963)

    And who, in time, knows whither we may vent
    The treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores
    This gain of our best glory shall be sent,
    T’enrich unknowing nations with our stores?
    What worlds in th’yet unformed Occident
    May come refined with th’accents that are ours?
    Samuel Daniel (c.1562–1619)