Word: brits
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Died. Robert Palmer, 54, natty Brit-rock eminence of the '80s; of a heart attack; in Paris. In his crisp, sexy videos for Addicted to Love and Simply Irresistible, leggy ladies would strike a pose as a fuzzy bass line growled under Palmer's knowing vocals. And there stood the star in jacket and tie, like an investment banker unwinding on karaoke night. He would rather be remembered for adapting a world of musical styles to the R. and B. he grew up loving. But for a legion of fans, Palmer will always fit his own ironic self-description...
...brand management were a religion, Rita Clifton would be a deity. The wry 45-year-old Brit heads Interbrand, the firm that named Prozac, Viagra and the Mach3 razor. She has just joined the board of Dixons, a British tech retailer whose stable of brands includes its flagship online store and the magazine PC World. Information overload may make branding more important than ever. "People are going to edit out some of what they receive, just to stay sane," she says. "Branding is potentially a very good navigator." And that's great news for brand Clifton...
...disconcerting, like waking up from a nightmare into a worse one. That's why there are many more movies about the world saved from destruction, like this week's Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines, than about the messy business of surviving an apocalypse, like the new Brit horror film 28 Days Later...
...Tikrit it would be better if we said you were Russian," said my interpreter Marwan as we drove north. Saddam's home town is still a hostile place for a lone Brit or American, he felt. I wasn't really listening. My attention was drawn to the surface-to-air missiles, apparently intact, still lying by the aside of the road six weeks after the war - a disquieting symbol of U.S. inactivity and the continuing lack of stability...
...Silvano, Lawson sips Gavi di Gavi while chomping on duck, branzino and brains. "I'm like a Chinese Jew," she says. "I love brains and sweetbreads and all that stuff." At the next table, fellow Brit Tim Curry spots Lawson and offers a seated bow. "I have them all!" he screams, presumably about her books. But it's far too loud to hear anything. Lawson suggests we get dessert...