The phrase "all renditions" is correct and usable in written English.
It can be used when referring to every version or interpretation of something, such as a song, performance, or artistic work.
Example: "The museum displayed all renditions of the famous painting, showcasing the artist's evolution over the years."
Alternatives: "all versions" or "every interpretation".
Here, as in all renditions of the story, Rimbaud, the brilliant, sneering student from Ardennes hits Paris and turns things topsy-turvy among the Parnassian poets of the time.
Our society should validate the whole woman of all renditions of beauty, to lead with her mind and let her outer beauty follow suit.
Thus, bats did not sing a new variant or type in each rendition, nor did they produce the same song across all renditions.
The beauty of the dialogue between Jefferson and Marshall is that it contained all these renditions.
Not all the renditions are distinguished, and some are lazy, but Cocker's amazing ability to convey raw pain and raw jubilation in equal measure remains intact, particularly on a moving cover of John Fogerty's "Long As I Can See the Light".
Mr. Kissin played with a range of colors and a sensitive touch, but over all the rendition seemed lackluster, missing a necessary spark.
On the broadcast, they stood side by side with Stevie Wonder, Bono and Alicia Keys in an awkward all-star rendition of the Beatles' "Across the Universe".
And if you're trying to cobble together something approximating an even-handed, all-encompassing rendition of events, you might have to select carefully and read three to four newspapers and more or less triangulate between them.
And sure enough, the evening ended with the candidate strapping on a red guitar to play (or hand-sync -- it was hard to hear him) along with an all-star rendition of "This Land Is Your Land".
Then BEN VEREEN did the all-out rendition of "Life Is Just a Bowl of Cherries" he does in "Fosse," and walked around the corner to the Broadhurst Theater to do the show.
(Previous excursions in this vein have included a staged reading of Allen Ginsberg's poem "Howl," a 3-hour opera about a depressed fisherman, and an all-ballet rendition of The Great Gatsby. I am the envy of none of my straight male friends).
