Word: choirboy
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...much of The Eraser, Yorke's choirboy voice, usually pickled in distortion, comes through cleanly, and he conjures up some clear ideas too. Harrowdown Hill slips into the head of David Kelly--the British whistle-blower who committed suicide after alleging that Tony Blair had oversold the case for war in Iraq--creating a portrait of anger and futility that's overwhelmingly sad. More often than not, though, Yorke speaks for, and to, himself. On Atoms for Peace, he sings, "No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes ... No more talk about the old days...
...prevailing stereotype of European players - very skilled shooters and passers who shy away from contact. Translation: softer than a Bavarian pretzel. "I was strictly a jump shooter," Nowitzki admits. "When [opponents] took that away, my game was pretty much over." Dallas almost lost him. "He was a choirboy," says Donnie Nelson, president of basketball operations for the Mavericks. "We were afraid that he was struggling so much, he was actually considering going back to Germany." After a summer sweating with Geschwindner back home, Nowitzki nearly doubled his rebounding output the next year, and grew into a perennial All-Star...
...there's actually a song called Fix You), X&Y has moments where you really can lose yourself, particularly on the title track, when Martin briefly addresses life with the wife ("You and me are floating on a tidal wave") before falling into a series of high, choirboy ooh ooh oohs that speak more eloquently than anything else on the album. You can say almost anything over a power chord, and you can even say nothing. But nothing disguised as something just doesn't fly. --By Josh Tyrangiel
...prophet for the 21st-century, a time in which materialism and sexual profligacy can compliment rather than contradict brotherhood and spirituality. His mysterious persona exists in the twilight hours between the V.I.P. lounge and the church pews, stuck in a perpetual cycle of hedonism and repentance. From church choirboy to transcontinental thug, the 36-year-old Kelly has seen more than most people see in a lifetime. One would do well to heed his invaluable wisdom...
...equivalent to Muhammad Ali’s phantom punch, a light touch capable of knocking a body out.” But while fame and fortune have allowed him to jet set around the world, Kelly never lets go of his roots. A choirboy who started out singing on train platforms (which probably inspired such lyrical gems as “I can keep your body comin’ like a CTA”), Kelly can never forget the streets...