Word: eared
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...more performers are discovering that their hearing is permanently damaged. "It's pretty apparent for everyone who has been in the business," notes Charles Blanket, a New York City sound engineer. Commander Cody, a rock musician in the San Francisco Bay area, suffers from tinnitus, a ringing in the ears. So does Lenny Kaye, a journeyman guitarist who played with the Patti Smith Group. Singer and Bassist Kathy Peck, who had a gig in 1980 at a San Francisco nightspot called the Deaf Club, where deaf patrons danced to the music's vibrations, has lost 40% of the hearing...
BREATHING LESSONS by Anne Tyler (Knopf; $18.95). With her customary firm but gentle touch and ear for nuance, the author weaves a tale depicting the quotidian mysteries of marriage and staying together...
...bring all the warm garments you can find--wool hat, ear muffs, ski mask, long underwear, electric blanket. And, still, you are cold. You bring all the warm drinks you can pour into thermoses--hot chocolate, coffee. You tuck a pint of something your mother would be ashamed of you for drinking into your coat pocket. You take a swig. And, still, you are cold...
...only state to have both an adopted son (Bush) and a native son (Senator Lloyd Bentsen, Dukakis' vice-presidential nominee) on the ballot. Bentsen has so far been especially effective in reassuring Texans who worry about Dukakis' liberalism that at least one voice in the candidate's ear understands and speaks for conservative Texas social values. In addition, Bentsen brings to the ticket two powerful assets: a grass-roots organization throughout Texas' 254 counties and a pile of money. Bentsen is simultaneously running for re- election to the Senate and for Vice President. (If elected to both offices, he will...
...dive to the depths -- and, perhaps, the death -- while she stays behind and paints Barr's apartment. Arquette has always looked like the last wanton of Woodstock, taunting the zippered-up '80s with her lithe carnality. But here she's baggage: the petulant voice of logic in the ear of an innocent sea creature. "I'm here! I'm real! I exist!" she shouts to him, and he dips into the sea like Flipper. Why would an actress go to the Mediterranean to be insulted on film? For a paid vacation, perhaps. But in the midst of this Riviera holiday...