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...sick to [his] stomach," immediately hired a crew of suits, including an emergency spin doctor, to clear things up. Meanwhile, the charity announced that expenses were high in 1995 because of fund-raising events but that administrative costs were below the industry standard. Stay tuned for an anguished ballad about being a good...
...answer song," says Gordon. "The media, which are predominantly made up of men, are always writing what they think 'women in rock' is, and it always winds up being some sexually seductive object." The band is at its best on the nine-minute song Wildflower Soul. It's a ballad that moves smartly from tangles of arty noise to stretches of grace. A Thousand Leaves isn't always easy to listen to, but it's always fascinating...
...Weiland's thefts and influences is a task both lengthy and pointless--he even rips off himself. "Where's the Man" reeks of his much earlier "Interstate Love Song," not that this is necessarily a bad thing. STP was a great radio band, and a simple, heart-felt blues ballad sounds as good today as it did three years ago. The next track, "Divider," runs along the same listenable tracks--a piano-driven, modern-rock testament to the pain of drug addiction...
...Choke beautiful, CHOKE beautiful" were Steve Wong's description of one of the ballad's performed. I couldn't have said it better myself. ("choke beautiful" meaning "totally beautiful.") During the dance, I glanced around the packed room and there was literally a glow on the faces of the audience as they watched the slow ballad. The audience was mesmerized by the graceful, lyrical movements of the hula dancers hands, the rhythmic sways, their radiant smiles, set to the beautiful and haunting lyrics of Keali'i Reichel and a sole acoustic guitar. Later, the tempo picked up with the resounding...
...seconds tick away, she realizes that she's humming quietly and tapping her feet to a nearby rhythm. She can't help but turn her head to catch a glance at the musician sitting on the bench several feet to her left. He plays a familiar Stevie Wonder love ballad, one she's heard on the radio from time to time during the morning show on "Lite" 106.7 FM. Soon, despite herself, she's actually singing along, and swaying to the beat. As her train pulls in, she digs through her green fanny pack for some change, and drops...