Word: clouded
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...this overwhelming visual imagery cloud the musical promise of the songs Unwound chose to play from their Kill Rock Stars arsenal. At first, the music suffered from its surface awkwardness and appeared to have no direction, no substance, no reason. But Unwound wouldn't let you leave the room without closing up the gaps in the musical context. A dissonant run-on melody may have dragged out interminably and lost your attention or the grinding repetitiveness of a discordant thrash tune could have sent your mind a flitter, but Unwound always successfully brought the listener back into their sonically disturbing...
...music club in New York City's East Village, her diverse musical tastes were on full display. She charged through a pop-rock composition she co-wrote titled Sin So Well, and she romped through an R.-and-B.-flavored cover of the Rolling Stones' Get Off of My Cloud. Afterward, she quieted the crowd and sang another original, the introspective ballad Little Black Girl. "It's a minor miracle just to make it to your graduation/when nowhere in your world is there a hint of validation," she sang. "This is not political, it's personal." She told the audience...
Gibson called that place "cyberspace." In the years since, there have been other names given to that shadowy space where our computer data reside: the Net, the Web, the Cloud, the information superhighway. But Gibson's coinage may prove the most enduring. By 1989 it had been borrowed to describe not some science-fiction fantasy but today's increasingly interconnected computer systems--especially the millions of computers jacked into the Internet...
...getting darker. More fog has settled in the intersection, blowing between buildings on either side of the street, as if the roofs are supporting the edges of a luminous cloud. A drunken man stumbles by, singing in a foreign language. Again, instinct says it's time to head back to the Square. Old number one pulls up a few minutes later and in minutes I'm back at Holyoke Gate where the journey began...
...always had good ideas. Ten years ago, on a Saturday afternoon, my older brother decided that we should paint clouds on the ceiling of our bedroom. I quickly agreed with my big brother and after a little parental arm-twisting, he and I had the go-ahead. We walked to the paint store on Broadway, chattering as we went about how cool our new room would be. We brought home two gallons of light blue latex paint and, standing on stools, we drew cloud shapes with a marker on the white ceiling. We pried open the paint cans...