|Steamboats on the Hudson at the Highlands. A Currier & Ives print of 1874.|
|The Castle Garden concert.|
|An 1856 cutaway view from Punch.|
|An 1866 poster. For spectacle, even the Met Opera today couldn't match it.|
|Laying Mr. Edison's electrical wires in the streets, 1882.|
|A 1913 button.|
|Duchamp's descending nude.|
The dance spread like fever. Dance halls and hotels featured Charleston contests; ads in New York papers seeking a black cook, maid, waiter, or gardener insisted, “Must be able to do the Charleston,” so they could teach their employers the dance; hospitals throughout the country began admitting patients complaining of “Charleston knee”; an evangelist in Oregon called it “the first step toward hell”; and the collapse of three floors above a dance club in Boston, killing fifty patrons, was blamed on vibrations of Charleston dancers, causing the mayor to ban the dance from all public dance halls. But the more the dance was censured or banned, the more popular it became; the whole nation was “Charleston mad.” (Ragtime, then jazz, then the Charleston: the African American contribution to American pop culture has been phenomenal.)
|A view of the Trylon and Perisphere.|
|The Futurama exhibit, showing a street intersection of the City of Tomorrow.|
I'll let residents of New York and our other big cities report to what extent
this has been achieved.
|From left to right: John Lennon, Paul McCartney, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr. |
Greeting fans at Kennedy Airport.