Word: clattered
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...sweet it was--the genteel culture of this century's first decade. There were noises off, of course: the clatter of Ashcans in New York City's ateliers, for example. But--saints be praised!--New York's police commissioner had closed Shaw's Mrs. Warren's Profession after one performance because it was "revolting, indecent and nauseating when it was not boring." As late as 1912, a magazine editor (quoted in Ann Douglas' Terrible Honesty) could write that "no-one paints life as it is--thank Heaven--for we could not bear it," and receive few arguments from his readers...
...clatter of emergency: a Coast Guard helicopter flutters low from Tashmoo to Gay Head, scanning the water for something that may have fallen. We watch from the beach in the summer morning. We stand among dark boulders, taller than we, that came to rest here 20,000 years ago when the glacier melted and retreated north. The waves in Vineyard Sound have a lazy heave, sweet whitecaps in the distance...
...This merciless--almost preposterous--pounding, these ingenious yet repetitive variations on the theme: they mean something, don't they? They've got to. Some cruelly overwritten sermon on Old Joe's hubris? There must be a secret beneath the surface, down there, full-fathom five, beneath the choppers and clatter of media...
...halt. He heard his employees keening and wailing over lost data. His office was filled with creeping things and birds of the air. Beads of sweat dripped from his nose. Acrid smells drifted in, the website burning after a multitude of hits by Hittites, and he heard the clatter of hooves: a herd of crazed swine trotted down the hall, little pink eyes aglow, pagers clipped to their ears. On his way out, he touched his nose and found a boil. A leper lay in the lobby begging alms, and when Bill Gates dropped in a nickel, the power went...
...give-a-damn" sense of fun that all college students feel (yes, even at Harvard). Epicure's "Airmail" stands out as the best by far. It is softer, slower, more serious, and rather mesmerizing with its unplugged feel--college indie music in Australia isn't all joyful clatter, it seems. Flugelhorn Music, formed in 1997, is the self-proclaimed "new kid on the block as far as independent record labels in Australia are concerned" and "prides itself on the development of its artists through pure hand-on involvement." Even my mainstream music tastes can see that Flugelhorn is doing something...