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...sitting on that couch in the dark, my next-door neighbor is pounding on the wall, and I can't get up to turn it down! I am not prepared for this - I haven't even heard the chorus and I'm like - what? St. Theresa in Ecstasy? Jesse Orosco at the bottom of the pile, end of the '86 World Series...
...torch buildings in this satirical indictment of German apathy as a reaction to the Third Reich held in a fictional city being torn apart (down?) by arson. The arsonists come to your doorstep as homeless men looking for shelter, and they don't leave. See it for the Greek chorus of firemen choreographed by James Carmichael. Or for the all-star cast which includes Alexis Burgess and Emily Knapp. Or for McClelland's original production which includes video and slide projections to set the scene and perhaps a real fire to torch the scene...
...join the chorus of world leaders in asking that Arafat and Barak, as well as the Israeli and Palestinian people, find the strength they need to continue to work towards peace. For Barak, the challenge will be to convince the Israeli public that unilateral action for peace, rather than escalating retribution, will ultimately bring harmony to the region. He should make sure that Israeli police and military forces act with care and only where necessary to protect Israeli citizens; he must also act to prevent the continued fraying of national bonds and the increasing conflict between Israeli citizens of Jewish...
Francine's debut album Forty on a Fall Day is sadly just another indie album, falling into the typical pattern of pop-melody followed by loud verse-chorus-verse. But at least it's a good indie album. Guitarist/lead singer Clayton Scoble, once an Aimee Mann backup, fills the sarcastic but softly melodic lead singer role quite pleasantly. In "Jet to Norway," one of the album's best tracks, Scoble manages to induce head-bopping, with a silly tune complemented by Albert Gualtieri's peppy guitar chords and Sean Connelly's nearly silent bass...
...written by Jones, most often with boyhood pal Darrell Edwards. That includes "Mr. Fool," a languid honky-tonker about lost love that is perhaps the supreme recorded example of Jones's exquisite phrasing. "No one can ever call me Mr. Fool no more," runs the last line of the chorus. Each of four renditions of the phrase takes you on a spellbinding journey of his vocal arsenal - swooping, clipping, playing with the beat, riding herd on the back-up band. In those lines, as with the rest of the song, you never know where Jones is going to lead...