Word: foreheads
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...lanky singer flails furious rhythms on his guitar, every now and then breaking a string. In a pivoting stance, his hips swing sensuously from side to side and his entire body takes on a frantic quiver, as if he had swallowed a jackhammer. Full-cut hair tousles over his forehead, and sideburns frame his petulant, full-lipped face. His style is partly hillbilly, partly socking rock 'n' roll. His loud baritone goes raw and whining in the high notes, but down low it is rich and round. As he throws himself into one of his specialties-Heartbreak Hotel...
...strictly orthodox Jewish sect, the Lubavitch Hasidim, in Brooklyn, N.Y. Last week Dylan was spotted at Jerusalem's Wailing Wall for his son's bar mitzvah, wearing a yarmulke and phylacteries (the two leather boxes containing scriptural passages worn by men on the left arm and forehead). Dylan from time to time has referred to his religious interests in language as elusive as the metaphors of his folk-rock anthems. Consider this recent observation: "Roots, man-check up on Elijah the prophet. He could make it rain. Isaiah the prophet, even Jeremiah, see if their brethren didn...
...noticed the rubber mat unraveling from an old throw rug and worked it into his fly to give it body without adding significant weight. When he is suited up for fishing, his short-billed pipefitter's cap, pulled down over the half-moon of white on his forehead, and the crisscrossing of jerry-rigged gear on his chest make him look like a paratrooper ready for a midnight drop into Normandy...
From the start of the week to the start of the race, this was the Marfa Derby. The brightest debate and sharpest humor centered on a reckless rogue from California. Handsome and as gray as half past 7 o'clock with a splash of white blaze on his forehead, he went off as a 2-1 favorite. For racing sideways at times, Marfa inspired the nickname of "the Mugger." Even in the post parade leading up to a race, the pony escort is not safe alongside, and neither is the pony girl holding Marfa's bridle. The brute...
...studios from them selves. Whether they will be allowed to write anything but sequels to Porky 's remains an open question. An altogether different scenario suggests itself: DISSOLVE TO AMBITIOUS YOUNG WRITER seated before TV console, his face bathed in flickering greenish light. Suddenly he smacks his forehead with the heel of his hand. AYR (excitedly): Why did I waste my childhood on words? Space Invaders, hah! Pac-Man, hah! At last I have programmed the game that will make millions and millions and . . . - By Paul Gray