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Word: angstful (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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Rock is good for rage, lust and protest. But for angst, yearning and existential misery, nothing beats the blues. That's why many young musicians are adding a blue tint to new albums such as British-born screecher PJ Harvey's "To Bring You My Love," Houston native Chris Whitley's "Din of Ecstasy" and Louisianan Chris Thomas' "21st Century Blues From Da Hood."TIME critic Christopher John Farleysays Harvey's music lacks "subtlety or grace," while Whitley's album is "painfully, almost uncomfortably honest." But it's not all bad. Farley says Thomas' work features a "crunching beat, brash...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MUSIC . . . REMAKING THE BLUES | 4/7/1995 | See Source »

...sight of the original spare, beautiful Marley melody. Lennox's funky bass-driven version of "Train In Vain" also shows her gift for creative interpretation. She remains faithful to the original Clash tune, even as she adds her own brand of soul to the ultimate anthem of white-boy angst. When she sings, "All my dreams come tumblin' down," you believe...

Author: By Daley C. Haggar, | Title: Medusa Rehash Right On | 4/6/1995 | See Source »

Leyner's satire extends to modern life and stereotypical Jewish angst. "Young Bergdorf Goodman Browr, " his adaption of Nathanial Hawthorne's dark masterpiece, satirizes paranoia apropos to Jewish-extraterrestrial conspiracies, Six Degrees of Separation, and the gauntlet to be run when trying to escape those downright annoying perfume sales-woman at the department store who insist that you sample their scents: "We've daubed your wrists, your lower arms, your chest, your stomach, your ankles, calves, knees...Let's see...Hey, if you don't mind, how about the upper portion of your buttocks...

Author: By Mark Leyner, | Title: Leyner Imprints on Paranoid World | 3/23/1995 | See Source »

...Ginsberg, I am ready to light up and spout out deep thoughts. But the Cantab Lounge reminds me more of a scummy bar in the middle of nowhere than of the urban youth underground I am expecting. It's the smell of cheap beer, and not the energy of angst, that hits me as I walk...

Author: By Sarah E. Dryden, | Title: Slammin' Poetry at the Cantab Lounge | 3/9/1995 | See Source »

...Keanu and I understood each other: we shared a twentysomething angst, while Barbra, who is old enough to be my mother...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ANALYSIS | 3/2/1995 | See Source »

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