Baton waver

Usage examples of bandleader.

Spike, I will inquire of the bandleader if they might add a tambourine.

But what they were waiting for was a sixteen-year-old girl whom the bandleader would reluctantly introduce as "Salome.

Bribe and wheedle though he might, Abu could not influence the bandleader to influence Salome to dance on additional evenings.

By six-thirty, a few smitten Romeos already loitered out front, hoping to catch the dancer's eye when she stepped from the black sedan that always delivered her and picked her up, although the only eye that ever regarded them was the pugnacious one of her chaperon, the bandleader's stout sister.

They pleaded their case before the bandleader, who behaved as if his dental deficit was impairing his hearing.

So, Abu borrowed the microphone from the bandleader and, standing tall and dignified, his nose a fluorescent traffic cone in the spotlight, he cleared his throat and began, "Ladies and gentlemen, Isaac and Ishmael's, your home for the multicultural cuisine of Jerusalem, is proud to announce .

Just one line saying no thanks, I've got me a bandleader and I'm a blonde?

They faced each other for a moment, and there was some-thing in the bandleader's face that unaccountably reminded Willie of Tom Keefer-the mocking condescension perhaps, or perhaps a softness under the brightness.

Leopardi yelled and hit him twice on the jaw and Steve grinned and kept his left hand twisted in the bandleader's long sleek black hair.

Steve took hold of the wrist behind the punch and twisted that and the bandleader went down on his knees yowling.

I turned the newspaper over and saw that a bandleader of the Cuban persuasion had suffered a heart attack while dancing with his female vocalist at The Carousel in Burbank.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see pictures of Hitler and the recently deceased Cuban bandleader flapping all over Sunset Boulevard--a bus bound for Van Ness snored through a little drift of them, leaving a bitter tang of diesel fumes behind.

I suddenly found myself thinking of the Cuban bandleader and his heart attack again, this time with considerably more sympathy.

Incredibly, I could see the two photographs on it from up here: Hitler above the fold, the recently deceased Cuban bandleader below it.

The bandleader directed for more volume and the heavy throb was making the curtains jump.