Word: backbeats
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...album a couple of more radio-friendly tracks. The woozy, shuffling “Dream Girl,” featuring Cibo Matto’s Miho Hatori, is appropriately odd, but it is “Deep Down” that seduces with its lush vocals and easy backbeat: “What’s the matter/ You seem so low down?/ But that?...
...Priest still contain the elements for fist-pumping arena action. The most up-tempo song on the album, it blasts open from the outset with a chugging and brutal riff, soon layered with the second guitar ringing out sustained harmonic notes. It quickly stalls into an off-and-on backbeat and then enters a classic Priest chorus, where Ripper wails the kind of cheesy-yet-appealing lyrics that won Priest fanfare in the 80s: “He’s the man / Armaggeddon / Walking through fire / Metal Messiah!” The song also contains one of the album?...
...particularly memorable moment, he held the crowd transfixed with an extended shrill noise, the omnipresent backbeat echoingly nonapparent. The crowd waited desperately for the percussive release, and when it finally came, the place went crazy. Bodies flailed all over the place. The sight of hundreds of maniacal clubbers was truly astounding...
...watch the last night of the convention on that cable network, you probably didn't get to watch Brooks and Dunn belt out "Hard-Workin' Man" for George W. Bush's coming-out bash, thoroughly jazzing up the Texas delegation, their little yellow Stetsons bobbing to the twangy, big-backbeat fake-country jam. Too bad for you. It was the perfect lead-in to "The Sky's the Limit," Bush's getting-to-know-me film, a video invite to the line dance he's offering to take the country on for the next four years...
...stage of the Kennedy Center's Terrace Theater is full of men in black suits and women with Marge Simpson-size hair. To the quiet tick of a deep-voiced drum, they strip to their skivvies. Then the four percussionists in the pit lay down a loud backbeat, and the half-clothed dancers start flying crazily through the air. They look like mall rats at a suburban prom--but their airy lifts and arabesques are straight out of Swan Lake...