Word: lockjaw
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...easy for Yeltsin to find a reason to dismiss him. Officially his crime was nonfeasance: the failure to drag Russia from its spiraling depression. In the days before his dismissal, Yeltsin aides began to prepare for the change by depicting Primakov as a man suffering from lockjaw on the crucial economic issues Russia now faces. But there was also worry inside Yeltsin's circle that the Prime Minister was suffering from a more pernicious disease: ambition. While he had studiously denied any interest in running for President in 2000, Primakov had quietly pursued a strategy of building a base...
...Last Laughs: Leno, on Hillary's accusations: "The biggest threat to Bill Clinton is not a right-wing conspiracy but a White House intern with lockjaw." Maher, on Monica's Watergate neighbor Bob Dole: "He's very relieved, because he's been telling Elizabeth for months 'I still keep hearing Clinton's voice at night...
...band cruised through the Boston area, they were eclipsed once by a horrible snowstorm and another time by Bad Religion. But they've happily returned after a long hiatus in support of their new album, Honey, I'm Homely, a less-than-glowing follow-up to the beaming Lockjaw. With the opportunity to regain some composure after stumbling through this latest release, the Dance Hall Crashers (DHC) have no choice but to come back with a comfortable, renewed vibrance...
...Homely to make the show even more enjoyable. Most bands tend to showcase new material, but DHC makes a wise set list decision by including only some of the standouts on the recent album ("Lost Again," "Elvis & Me," "Whisky & Gin" and "Mr. Blue"). Many songs are straight from Lockjaw, including the punchy, bitter-sweet, nostalgic. "Shelly," and "Enough," their closest chance at breaking through to the pop radio realm. DHC even reaches back into their earlier days with "Skinhead Barbecue" and "He wants Me Back." On the latter, Rogers and Denike, invite a group of girls up on stage...
...never would have expected what followed. After two and a half years of now playing my saxophone after a bout with lockjaw (don't ask), I let it all hang out (so to speak). I played shapes, colors, impulses. I closed my eyes and imagined myself narrating--no, animating--a "Sick and Twisted" flick with each explosion of sound. At times I wasn't sure if I was playing or if I was just along for the ride. My fingers flew up and down the length of the horn; my lips were tense and taut at one turn and lovingly...