Word: droning
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Nobody's talking impeachment at the Emporia Livestock Sale Barn on Friday. It's almost noon, and a cattle auction is in progress. The drone of the auctioneer tells the story, head by head. Cows are going for between 27[cents] and 31[cents] per lb.--salvage price by local standards. "Should be 40[cents]," mutters Loren Wagaman, 79, a rancher taking a coffee break. Philip Bender chimes in. "They're not working for us in Washington," he says, paying for a cinnamon bun. "We're little peons to them. They don't give a dang about whether we make...
Nothing going on in American politics connects with them in any way. They turn on the television and can't tell if they're watching a Hair Club commercial or another impeachment hearing. They listen to the crafted drone of national and state party blather, and their eyes roll back...
...pattern has conquered even the most stalwart of those in my class, especially in art history when the lights are kindly dimmed to provide more clarity for the projected slides. One by one, we drop off to Nyquil-land, a beautifully choreographed piece of work accompanied by the monotonous drone of the self-absorbed instructor, with the occasional snore adding to the background vocals. The room becomes still, sleep has once again been mistaken for rapt attention...
...Independence Day, we tend to take high powered special effects for granted. Despite these high expectations, the creators of Star Trek: Insurrection still manage to produce some impressive visuals: Data walks around as a head without a body after removing part of his invisibility suit; Worf clubs an attacking drone ship out of the sky; truly evil-looking Son'a spaceships surround the Enterprise with the colorful backdrop of a nebula; and, as usual, the make-up artists have created a variety of strange-looking aliens...
...traditional styles: pure folk, blues and, on the spirited song Tropicalia, bossa nova. The energy of Beck's hip-hop/folk experimentation is missed here; this is a ruminative album that's more about quiet revelation than sonic revolution. In fact, Beck delivers almost every song in a drained drone; Mutations would have been better had it been a little livelier...