Word: arounders
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Carville, dressed in blue jeans and a tie, was characteristically informal, often pacing around the stage while waiting to respond to Lungren's comments...
...best thing though is that Savage Garden still rocks. "The Animal Song" (previously released on the soundtrack for The Other Sister) is an amazingly entertaining song. Its colorful lyrics and jungle-like drumming makes you want to jump up and prance around like a little kid. The album opens with the title song, which is chock-full of fast beats, dance rhythms and excellent use of electric guitar. (Or, as Jones calls it, "'I Want You" on an adrenaline rush.") It also has clever lines. My favorite: "I believe that junk food tastes so good because...
Over at Avalon, the creepy/yuppie club on Lansdowne St., the mindless, clamorous techno beats on. Aging rocker wannabes in the audience and their girlfriends hide sagging bellies with leather jackets and thinning hair with attitude. Punks look around nervously for their mothers and try to scam some beer. Others pretend to dance to the woompwoomp, and laugh. Yuppies sup, and eye each another. More waiting, more techno. Woompwoomp. Thickening, moist air. Finally: stringy guy with no body fat--like, none at all--and long hair walks out. Rockers, punks, yuppies, et cetera ecstatic. And Iggy Pop begins to play. Acoustic...
...espaol" goes the refrain ("Espaol" goes the title). As they will for just about every song, the band plays hard and thrashy, like they're a Metallica tribute band--but the kind of Metallica tribute band that really likes Master of Puppets and other early albums and never got around to cutting their hair and so they can still do that flipping-long-hair-back-after-a-ripping-solo thing, although no one solos tonight. But to be fair, this song at least rocks electrically, if perfunctorily...
...commercial. Computers live in our offices and our homes, and everywhere their gray sharp-edged packaging advertises their status as the "other." But computers are flexible beasts, and housed within Ive's "emotional human forms" packaging they could lose some of that alien aloofness. We could be more natural around computers. Perhaps instead of worrying that we will become too much like computers--too unemotional and uninvolved--we should work on making computers more like us. The iBook, at least, is a small step in the right direction...