Word: languors
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...nonsense,” on the one hand; “doubtless,” “obvious,” “unquestionable,” on the other, will have the same effect. A hint of nostalgic, anti-academic languor at this stage as well may match the grader’s own mood: “It seems more than obvious to one entangled in the petty quibbles of contemporary Medievalists—at times, indeed, approaching the ludicrous—that smile as we may at its follies, or denounce its barbarities, the truly...
...sometimes too ambitious. Her voice never quite passes as sultry, and is over-affected enough to hurt the slower numbers. The fast songs are the album’s best, showing off the band’s post-punk roots—especially on “Languor in the Balcony” and “The Train #2.” The latter serves up distorted vocals and squalls of guitar noise while throwing in timely lyrics from the Smiths: “But if it’s not love, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb will...
...evening, the burden of this vacuous camaraderie leaves Gazza feeling low. After the rest of the team has been tucked into bed by a 9:30 curfew, he finds solace in snooker and San Miguel. At night, his motions are usually lazy, a languor born of loneliness. But tonight Gazza is all manic energy, careening around like a banked cue ball. He has invited his father, John Gascoigne, and best mate, Jimmy Gardner?Jimmy Five Bellies to the British tabloids?to stay with him for the next three months, and they will arrive by car from Hong Kong...
...hopeless,” “nonsense,” on the one hand; “doubtless,” “obvious,” “unquestionable,” on the other, will have the same effect. A hint of nostalgic, antiacademic languor at this stage as well may match the grader’s own mood: “It seems more than obvious to one entangled in the petty quibbles of contemporary Medievalists—at times, indeed, approaching the ludicrous—that smile as we may at its follies...
...rice paper (wasn’t it Woody Allen who used a red light bulb as a sexual expedient in Annie Hall?). On the far wall hang paintings of frolicking figures in prurient postures, Matissean dancers in revelry. Overhead, Starck-sleek fans of brushed steel revolve with drawing-room languor, conspicuously at odds with the clamor and chatter below. And diffusing throughout the room, holding the whole tenuously cohesive mess together, there is slinky drum-and-bass music to vegetate...