Word: ear
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...even more dramatic. The White House heard instantly from its embassies in the Middle East. Ambassador Margaret Tutwiler, who left the West Wing over the summer to take up her post as U.S. envoy to Morocco, called adviser Karen Hughes from Rabat. "Keep it up," said Tutwiler, whose ear for the right political move is unrivaled. "It's getting incredible coverage." When King Abdullah of Jordan paid a visit to the White House late last month, he privately commended the mosque visit, hinting that similar events would help Arab allies keep a lid on anti-American anger. Around the same...
Ridge says he'll have "all the resources I need." White House aides insist he'll be able to shape budgets behind the scenes because he has Bush's ear. "He knows the President well," says one. "He has the most important new portfolio in town. The notion that he wouldn't have power strikes me as quizzical...
...interview, because it is unencumbered by the time limits of television and the importance of the image. Gross observed, “I don’t have to worry about how I look, or how to smile. During the interview, I just turn into a big ear. I’m very well-suited to the invisibility of radio.” Especially with reticent guests—Gross cited the example of her own idol, Stephen Sondheim—the radio allows time to find the appropriate questions, and allows Gross, as she put it best...
...wizardry of Daniel Lanois (U2, Peter Gabriel). On Time, Lanois placed Dylan’s voice, sounding the oldest and possibly frailest it ever has, right at the front of the mix, creating a funereal atmospheric as the dying, or possibly dead, Dylan whispers hoarse confessions in your ear. And now he’s wickedly, impossibly back, just when you thought it was safe to consign him to the limbo of multi-album package re-releases. On “Summer Days,” he sings, “The girls all say you?...
...Michael Stipe’s talent for turning unmanageable turns of phrase into effortless cadences. There are few who could sing, “Look at all the waifs of Dickensian England / Why is it their suffering is more picturesque?” without it clunking in the ear like a trash-compactor, but the line slips past barely noticed in Vega’s sleight of voice. The genius of Vega lies in her ability to write songs that creep up on you slowly, insinuating themselves with their skillfully painted character sketches and wistful tales with an unexpected sting...