Word: glides
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...film's cropping is so tight that it excludes any human involvement, and ordinary household objects become screen stars before our mesmerized eyes. A potato warrior, two kitchen knives tied to its back, plunges down a ramp and a lazy tire hops aboard a tiny wheeled cart, only to glide a little further before hitting its target. The elaborate set-up is at once a marvel of makeshift precision and comic redundancy (just imagine a wheel riding a cart!), and these moments of transcendent anthropomorphism simultaneously account for the film's humor and its morbid undercurrent. Eventually the series will...
Luckily this repetition rarely degenerates into boring rhythm hooks. The compositions are well orchestrated and highly structured-phrases glide deftly into one another and fall cleanly into the flow of the music. A motif will enter, then another, and the rest will build on that foundation, churning over and over until one fades out, then another, and the composition ends. Unlike a lot of techno, the transitions are never stiff or mechanical and dynamics are employed quite sensitively...
...just because so much of the album is monotonous tripe-is a jazzy novelty called "The Roof," essentially a narrative description of a late night rendezvous above a city sky-line. Like Badu, D'Angelo and other artists in the rising Black Bohemian movement, Mariah shows a willingness to glide through her whole vocal range, layer her melodies and isolate a specific moment of romantic rapture. The idiosyncratic rhymes and loose rhythm track help make the song as unique and attention-getting as most of the other songs are plastic and disposable...
...stay indoors between the hours of 11 a.m. and 4 p.m. Yeah, right. This is the city that never sleeps. The air quality is atrocious, though, possibly even dangerous. The limo is scentless and air-conditioned, a welcome relief. The driver is polite and well-groomed, and as we glide over the Queensboro Bridge, I look south. The city is blanketed by a dirty, muggy haze. From this vantage point, I can scarcely see anything...
...know who they are. You've seen them from a distance. They glide around the dance floor behind an Astaire-like facade of polished tuxes or faux finery with unmistakable Travolta flavor. The circle forms and they're always at the center. They are the party...