Word: acridly
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...like Hoss Cartwright than Miss Kitty. Billy the Id has been described as an "adenoidal idiot." And until about 1890, when smokeless powder came into general use, acrobatic gun battles-with snipers falling off balconies into water trough-were unheard of, because each shot kicked up a cloud of acrid black smoke that soon blinded everybody...
...antihero. He shows the standard stigmata-conformity, terror, absence of identity, lack of responsibility and commitment-yet after he is stranded on a Manhattan subway platform, the vulnerable humanity of Mark Gordon's expressively modulated performance makes one care about him. Gagliano has a gift for capturing the acrid flavor and jagged tempo of the city's mental and physical derangements. A blind man, his white stick rattling frenetically, goes into a convulsive attack of "the crazies" as the city's noises slash unendurably at his brain. A girl (Linda Segal) is raped by a pair...
...ruin even an adult's circulation to the point of killing him. A likelier danger from the floral decorations of a contemporary Christmas is that a youngster will pull off and chew one of the pretty, pointed green leaves of a poinsettia plant. These contain an acrid juice that can also be fatal...
...more a musical séance than a concert. "The air was hazy with the acrid aroma of burning incense. The three barefoot musicians sat cross-legged on an Oriental rug onstage. The audience at the University of Pennsylvania's Irvine Auditorium last week was equally exotic-a curious mingling of Indians in turbans or saris, bearded jazz musicians, leather-jacketed beatniks and college students. Racing his spidery fingers across the steel strings of his sitar, Ravi Shankar invoked a whining chorus of quavering, sensuous melodies in intricate interplay with the shifting, galloping cross-rhythms of the tablet (drums...
Unknown to the modern young is the pungent incense of punk and the acrid reek of exploded salute. Not even the harmless, dancing crackle and spit of lady crackers, limp in their red-gold Oriental wrappings, has lifted their Fourth-of-July hearts-not to mention the delicious danger of the thrown cherry bomb, or the thrilling thop-thop of the handheld, Roman candle...