Word: ghosted
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...that point that the Eagles gave up the ghost. Senior forward Bill Ewing snatched an airball in the lane then drew a foul and coolly made both ends of a one-and-one to pull to 59-56 with 1:30 remaining...
Despite Tracks' impressive length, it represents only a portion of the unreleased material Springsteen has stored up over the years. While recording his last studio album, The Ghost of Tom Joad (1995), he also laid down a country album. That unreleased effort, says Springsteen, features "roots country and West Texas swing music," but it didn't fit in with this current boxed set, and he hasn't decided what to do with...
...this is not surprising to the average Rusted Root fan. By combining lead singer Mike Glabicki's lucid vibrato and earth-moving wails with the entire band's ethereal usage of percussion instruments, Rusted Root comes across as a deft mixture of the Grateful Dead, a Native American ghost story and perhaps more than a little peyote (even if it was smoked only by the album cover artist.) Translation: if one of Barbara Kingsolver's books was made into a movie, this music would be the sound-track...
...word. Though the subject matter--a morbid depiction of love as "the sweetest way to die"--recalls the debased impulses of "Lovefool," there is no meek ingenue here. Persson's vocals now bristle with a surprising fury while a guitar whines and cracks in the background like the resurrected ghost of desire. When the striking hook emerges in the expansive chorus, it has epic weight of truth; love is, as the Cardigans insist, the surrender of sanity and the beginning of hard, ambiguous emotions. Again and again the songs return to these dark themes of alienation and pain. Love "kills...
...second thing I think about--I know this sounds odd--is Bill Clinton. But if you could see this haunted house, you would note how sad and uncomfortable it makes you feel. The place is destroyed and not destroyed; it is both the ghost and the living thing. Its overgrown lawn is as thick as thatch. Its chimney tips like a cocked hat. At dusk its side wall, blasted by the dying autumn light, shows in a fierce and pathetic white--a burn victim in a sheet...