Word: instrumentalized
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...didn't sing or play an instrument; he often left session supervision to his assistant Jack Clement, an actual musician and songwriter. But Phillips did have an ear. He could hear the brilliance in a raw musician. (Sam liked raw; it was what made him rock's first impresario.) He could also hear what wasn't there but could be: what a performer might accomplish if given full freedom in the studio...
...Missile Man" for his pivotal role in the country's successful rocket and satellite programs, and also renowned for supervising India's 1998 nuclear weapons tests, as President of India; in New Delhi. Aside from an avid interest in Indian culture-he plays the veena, a traditional Indian instrument, and is an authority on the Bhagavad Gita-he's also dedicated to making India a major military power. "Our neighbors have nuclear weapons," he has said. "Do you want us to be invaded?" The Indian presidency is a largely ceremonial position...
Davis isn't a monk, but his music requires monastic focus. To make his trippy new art-rock album, The Private Press (MCA), he spent 15 months alone in his California basement trying to match the unmatchable edges on thousands of vocal, drum and instrumental samples, and then turn them into something beautiful. "Whenever I hit a wall," says Davis, "part of me always wishes I knew somebody who played bass, so that I could just call them up and have them come in and bail me out with a new riff to bridge things together. But that...
...singing into her ear. She rarely looks back at him. In the first few bars Fred keeps time by lightly slapping his thigh three times. A few bars later, Ginger keeps time with her riding crop; is it a leather metronome, or a potential instrument of torture...
...evening last month was nothing unusual. Except, that is, for the guy with the accordion. A portly man with long, thinning hair pulled into a ponytail, undaunted by the smart set in their $100 jeans and retro shirts, he stood in the main entranceway trying to hawk his damaged instrument. Politely ignored at first, he finally hooked a young woman and carefully played a tune that somehow avoided the twisted stops and smashed keys. She was impressed. What she didn't realize - apart from the dubious quality of the merchandise - was that the peddler was in fact Viorel, the bass...