Word: knock
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...more than 30 years you live in a nice house on a quiet street, and then one day there's a knock at the door. It's a man who informs you that your home is going to be bulldozed to make way for a roadway tunnel to a new casino. Sorry about that. But the owner of the casino wants to do the right thing and pay you to wake the kids, call the movers and start packing. Just sign right here, please...
...many of us, under the sway of Mad-Love Disease, haven't got a clue about what we're entering into. A marriage license should be at least as hard to obtain as a driver's license. Requiring the marital equivalent of being able to parallel park might knock a little sense into heads more concerned with registering at Bloomingdale's than deciding whether the kids will be baptized...
When Mir Aimal Kansi heard a soft knock on his hotel-room door at 4 a.m. last Sunday, he thought it was a call to prayer. Like most observant Muslims, Kansi prays five times a day, beginning at around 4:30 a.m. And certainly Kansi had a lot weighing on his soul. An accused killer, he was on the FBI's 10 Most Wanted list, and had been on the run for four years. Now he was holed up in the Shalimar Hotel, a seedy establishment in Dera Ghazi Khan, a city in central Pakistan. He groggily opened his door...
...entirely so, for surely no one else has ever found so much significance in the work of Tony Orlando and Dawn. Early in her book about the ways in which American society still fails to indoctrinate girls into a sexually confident adulthood, Wolf uses the singing group's Knock Three Times--a song about a guy who has a crush on a cute neighbor he doesn't know--as an example of how teenage girls in the 1960s and '70s were taught to be blank images rather than real people. Never mind that the era gave rise to a slew...
...result, Flaming Pie is a relaxed, easygoing album; the songs sail blithely along, like boats on a lake on a bright, breezy day. The knock on McCartney's solo work has always been that it is overly sweet; too much light, not enough illumination. Now that McCartney is 54, however, age has brought to his work a welcome melancholy; there's a streak of gray in his golden voice. The Song We Were Singing, a gentle number looking back at the psychedelic bull sessions of the 1960s, has a jaunty feel but also a wistful one; Heaven on a Sunday...