Word: crescendoed
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Balboni's next words are drwoned out by another blast and a crescendo of car horns. Only a few of the people in the Square pay attention to the noise. The mess, the clatter and the traffic jams have become the norm and it's almost difficult to remember what the Square looked like before Big Brother started...
Balboni's next words are drwoned out by another blast and a crescendo of car horns. Only a few of the people in the Square pay attention to the noise. The mess, the clatter and the traffic jams have become the norm and it's almost difficult to remember what the Square looked like before Big Brother started...
...longer around, and cynically at himself in relation to holding out, Browne builds up to the expected finale. "Hold On Hold Out," the result of a collaboration with pianist Craig Doege, urges Browne's omnipresent You to keep holding out. As all rises in a mightily orchestrated (or engineered) crescendo, the lyric breaks into a prosaic, namby-pamby identification of Browne himself as a hold-out too, wanting to fly. But just as the cyclamates reach the carcinogenic threshold, and Browne declares for the first time in a song, "I love you...," he lets himself and the listener...
Side one's first selection--"TV Set"--perfectly demonstrates this principle: a straight slice of rocking blues, with a sweeping crescendo of an opening fit for the King himself. The sheer crunch of two guitars with nothing to anchor them to the rhythm boggles. More often than not, all three instrumentalists seem to play a note or more apart, creating more sonic splash than a complete collection of Carl Perkins records. The middle eight finds either Ivy or Gregory imitating the sound of static on a portable radio as you switch from one station to the next...
...climax does not disappoint. The activities surge to a wild crescendo with everything from the fjords of Norway to the world's fastest airplane integrated into the resolution. Forsyth has indeed fashioned a thriller, where--don't be deceived--the surprises keep coming until the very last page. If only he could portray a human being with the same verve and insight with which he calls forth a "short-barreled pump-action shotgun...