Word: bowlers
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Having donned striped vests and bowler hats, they emerged for an energetically choreographed ragtime medley, complete with tap dancing and the classic 80s dance move, “The Robot...
...tournament, which just began in Cape Town, dip into the rule book. Each match lasts up to seven hours, with each side at bat for three and a half. Even if a batsman gets out, his side may still be in. If he gets a bouncer from the bowler, he ducks. If he gets out before scoring any runs, he gets a duck. If no runs are scored from a six-ball session, that's called "bowling a maiden over." With a lexicon like this, is it any wonder cricket isn't a global game? Well, hold on to your...
Swathed in smoke and murky lighting in the Avalon Ballroom on We. Nov. 13th, Les Claypool hunched over to sing into his distorted microphone. Though he resembles the Child-Catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, complete with lank hair and bowler hat and a somewhat more modest nose, he is something of a visionary as well. After four decades of bite-sized, digestible songs of appropriate lengths and recognizable lyrics, there may be something of a crisis brewing in certain music circles. What is there left to do? One response is Sigur Ros’ experiments with wordlessness and nameless...
...late 1920s came the movement's narrative period, in which Magritte and Salvador Dali excelled. Magritte's 1926 The Threatened Murderer could practically serve as a film storyboard. It depicts two menacing life-sized detectives - wearing Magritte bowler hats, to be sure - waiting in hiding to pounce on a respectable-looking murderer still hovering near the nude body of his female victim. The picture seems spookily sympathetic to the murderer. The Surrealists, in fact, sometimes admired criminals as creative rule breakers...
...just moved into. There he meets Jonathan Rush, a secretive, Salman Rushdie-like writer whose latest book incites riots. Completing the traditional arts, Angel, a musician who can make stones sing, lives there too. Mixing Ingmar Bergman with Monty Python, strange, vaguely metaphorical characters pop in and out. Pudgy, bowler-hatted men regularly visit the writer to collect anything that he loves, giving them over to a mad doctor who dissects the objects, looking for their soul. The painter receives a visit from a mute gallery owner who keeps word-cards in his pocket and forms malapropisms like, "Oh, sheep...