Word: good
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...conned by a good con artist," Frank declared last week. "Thinking I was going to be Henry Higgins and trying to turn him into Pygmalion was the biggest mistake I ever made. I thought I could help him reform." Frank said he has had a faithful male relationship since coming out of the closet, and he will seek re-election in 1990. He expects voters to judge him on his record as a hardworking, liberal Congressman, and explains, "The public didn't suffer. I suffered...
...course, the audience has had a summer of softening up. The Who, who had played at Woodstock, had already come back, getting a jump on things when they were meant to be gone for good. Keith Moon, their great drummer, had taken some of the band's careening keenness with him when he died in 1978. Pete Townshend, their great songwriter and guitar player, his hearing shredded by more than two decades of high decibels, could not even re-create all his lead parts. Still they soldiered on, three bowed veterans suffering the onset of shell shock from a barrage...
...often, now, as if he were out in the middle of a foggy sound, in a weathered boat, with an old radio that kept drifting from station to station. To be sure, there was a lot of new stuff on. Madonna: slick and smart. Rap: angry, slangy and assaultive, good and righteous, but restrictive in its heat...
...heard it right away. The Stones still have the stamina, but there's always at least a hint of strain in the music too, a self-consciousness about the energy, as if they were the oldest guys at the gym and trying to look good on the Nautilus. Rock 'n' roll may be their life -- and their business. It may come naturally to them still, but it sure doesn't come easy. That's what's different. That old winning smugness -- their magisterial self-assurance -- is gone. There's a lot of sweat in these songs...
...whenever they were queried about the plentiful tensions within the band. It was tough to pin down, even when the sniping drew a little blood, precisely what the boys were bitching about. Keith wanted to tour, Mick wanted to cruise the night life; individual ambitions ran contrary to the good of the band. Whatever it was, it seemed likely that they had been together too long -- 27 years, to be exact. So when Slipping Away begins and the husky fragility of Richards' vocal takes instant hold, it is clear that this is more than just a good closer...