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...there's no time--or breath--to waste wondering whether the Fourteeners are worth their sweat to preserve. "I've enjoyed these mountains for 35 years, and I brought up two daughters climbing," says Susie Frazee, a retired elementary school teacher, as she attacked Bierstadt's slime with a hoe. "Now I just want to give something back...
...while you're trying to look as yummy as possible. And the whole goatee-or-non-goatee dilemma. And the fact that your manager keeps insisting you enter your hotels through the front door to keep the fans at the police barricades happy. It's a hard row to hoe for the turn-of-the-century dreamboat...
...Rusted Root got prime play time. Glabicki's open-hearted voice on the surprisingly sincere "Rising Sun" stood out as a pleasant change from the rest of the folk-rock repertoire. "Magenta Radio" was good clean funky fun, and "Kill You Dead" brought to mind a good old-fashioned hoe-down with a Southwestern flavor. The multitalented bassist Patrick Norman and percussionists Jim Donovan, John Buynak and Jim DiSpirito collaborated on "Agbadza," a piece of intense drumbeats backed up by Berlin's perfectly pitched wails. To finish up the set before coming back for an encore, the group belted...
...wild ride. Heavily jazz- and blues-influenced, the piece gets off to a rollicking start with slip-sliding chromatic passages in both violin and piano parts, which Shaham and Eguchi both tackled with characteristic aplomb and finesse. This explosive opening segues into the actual "serenade," which sounds like a hoe-down gone completely wrong. The violin and piano take turns mimicking a twanging ukelele and tossing around a tipsy but surprisingly lyrical melody; different time signature are played simultaneously to produce hilarious results; after this the introduction is repeated and the piece comes crashing to a close. Here what shined...
...will never know why. Yet who can ever fathom the evil that men do. We stand disbelieving before genocide, when women's throats are slit with sharp palm leaves, when children's heads are smashed against tree trunks, when men are slaughtered with the crack of a hoe. These things happened every day in Cambodia for 3 1/2 terrible years, and when the world learned of it, people could only respond with dumb horror...