Word: manic
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...startling imagery and elemental, manic drive, David Byrne is not alone. In fact, Byrne is only the most visible member of a movement that has recently vacated its artist-loft digs in lower Manhattan and joyfully taken up residence right next door to the American mainstream. Call it a celebration of specialness: SoHo has come uptown...
...rock to roll over the '70s and nestle into the '80s. A man who should be hanging close to the set, seeing to the details of directing his first feature film, not striking out on some weird nocturnal expedition in search of hymenopterous marauders. He may not resemble the manic murderer in The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, but he will never be mistaken for Mark Trail either. Is this a man to follow into the night...
...effect on the brain believe it interferes with normal biochemical agents that control the desire for food, sex and sleep. Given a choice between food and cocaine in laboratory experiments, monkeys will become hooked on cocaine and take it until they starve to death. Humans become almost as manic. "You don't even see it coming," says Ken, a 33-year-old construction worker from the east side of Cleveland who began snorting cocaine with his wife in 1982. "We didn't think we were addicted. But once you get into it, it's got you. You don't even...
...gawk at punk couples in Dracula makeup and matching spiky hairdos. So fast is the tempo that when a quarrel erupted recently between two West Berliners, the story goes, one snapped at the other, "Slap yourself for me. I don't have time." At night the city grows more manic still, with revelers jamming its cabarets, dance halls and 23-hour-a-day pubs...
...chronic worrywart; he was a legendary sexual goat. "I don't believe in marriage," she said. "Neither do I," he replied. Only one of them was joking. And yet they did have fun. She made him salads at 4 in the morning; he made her laugh with a manic-heroic rendition of Soliloquy from Carousel. He would be, she thought, just the guy to offer sex, schmoozing and comic relief, between babies. Oh, yes, and they were famous, at least in the emerald ghettos of Manhattan and Georgetown. For Heartburn was a smart, tattling novel pretty much about its author...