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...somebody else.” Even more ominously, “Brother Barack” was catering to the “fears and anxieties” of a “large number of white brothers,” and listening to “folk who…warrant our distrust.” Which folks he didn’t say. What fears and what anxieties...
...stopped three times before the doctors could stabilize him. An irregular flow of oxygen through a tube left him blind and brain damaged. Unable to communicate verbally, the young Paravicini taught himself to play the piano and let the music do the talking. His first song was the Irish folk tune Molly Malone, one of his nanny's favorites, hammered out on a battered electric organ. He was two years...
...says. "Including us." Members of FOW don't lionize work, but they don't condemn it either. Rock bands traditionally write about white-collar work as corrupt (the Beatles' Taxman) or for suckers (Bachman-Turner Overdrive's Takin' Care of Business). FOW write about it the way country and folk singers write about manual labor: as a fact of life. Besides, Schlesinger adds, the life of a nonsuperstar rock band is not that far removed from a lot of day jobs: "We spend most of our days at computers or traveling to and from a place of work, just like...
...dance club that is the third floor main reading room with all of its motion and commotion, check out the upper-level reading room, the “quiet zone.” When you’re ready to re-gain your sanity, however, abandon the mountain-folk of Lamont’s highest floor (and the lone, miniature pine-tree that adorns the middle of the room) to return to lower altitudes. First Floor Group Study Area. Most of the 40-year-old Lammy randos that look like they could use a good shit-shave-shower combo don?...
...Mercury SUVs in the garage. Al Gore and I settle down on the patio, near the swimming pool and the barbecue. "Did some grilling last night with my friend Jon Bon Jovi," he says. "His new record is great." He props his black cowboy boots on a brightly painted folk-art coffee table, scratches his mutt Bojangles behind the ears and talks about The Assault on Reason...