Word: clappings
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...concert hall is charged with anticipation. The 5,000 Arabs in the audience break into deafening cheers, stomp their feet, clap their hands and chant "Sa-mi! Sa-mi!" until at last the lights go down. The orchestra swells and Sami Yusuf, 26, emerges through billows of smoke, dressed in a chic black suit and white open-collar shirt. Catching sight of him, the crowd goes crazy, screaming and whistling as though Elvis just entered the building. But when Yusuf begins to sing, it's clear he's not quite like other rock stars. "Peace and salutations upon...
...acre farm outside of Manchester, Tennessee, where 80,000 people had convened for four days of non-stop music, mingling and merriment. Radiohead's appearance was the centerpiece and high point of a wide-ranging festival that included satisfying sets from Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Elvis Costello, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, My Morning Jacket, Dr. John and Beck, among many others...
...once consecrated to the pleasures of the privileged, the Icehouse is now enjoyed by many. And it's no longer a place to cool off. Instead, weekend nights are smoking hot - thanks to the smoldering licks of resident players Melvin Taylor and the Slack Band. Customers whistle, whoop and clap in cocktail-fuelled bonhomie as the band turns up the heat - and the sounds of bulldozing that seem to accompany every waking hour in modern-day Beijing seem far away indeed...
...once consecrated to the pleasures of the privileged, the Icehouse is now enjoyed by many. And it's no longer a place to cool off. Instead, weekend nights are smoking hot?thanks to the smoldering licks of resident players Melvin Taylor and the Slack Band. Customers whistle, whoop and clap in cocktail-fuelled bonhomie as the band turns up the heat?and the sounds of bulldozing that seem to accompany every waking hour in modern-day Beijing seem far away indeed...
...Springfield, Massachusetts - by the way, they loved it - and ask a question about a neologism or something. Now you just burn out on knowing the answer to everything. This is what God must be like knowing everything. How many times have I been in a restaurant and wanted to clap my hands and have Google come down from ceiling and solve an argument...