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...kind of like an anti-festival in a way,” Barry Hogan says of All Tomorrow’s Parties (ATP), which he founded in 1999 as a smaller, more intimate alternative to Britain’s larger music festivals. But over the past nine years, Hogan has grown ATP into one of the world’s most robust music festivals, and later this month, ATP will hold its first festival in the New York City area, featuring shoegaze pioneers My Bloody Valentine in their first American show in 16 years.According to Hogan, My Bloody Valentine?...
...seemed before dawn one Sunday in August in Kora Olia, a remote village in Afghanistan's northeastern province of Badakhshan, where maternal mortality is about four times the country's already high rate. Nine months pregnant, Harakatmo, 19, began bleeding heavily. Her husband and mother-in-law were concerned, but the local doctor was far away, and expensive, so they waited. When Harakatmo was still bleeding the next morning, they sent a horseman to fetch a village health worker, but Harakatmo's bleeding continued. Panicked, her husband strapped her to a makeshift stretcher and carried her down the steep track...
Time has been least kind to Grey's Anatomy spin-off Practice (Wednesdays, 9 p.m. E.T.). After nine tepid episodes (and a subpar season of Grey's) last year, there's less reason than ever to care about the dramedies and quirky cases of sexy doctors at a ritzy "wellness center," and the return episode trudges along like a 44-min. chore (even if there is some resonance, in this pregnancy-besotted election season, to the reproductive-medicine subject matter...
Greenberg's daughter lost her mind. Elizabeth McCracken's son never had time to find his. He died in her womb when she was nine months pregnant. There can be few grimmer topics for a book than a stillborn baby, but I'll say this for McCracken's memoir, the unwieldily titled An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination (Little, Brown; 192 pages): it's the funniest book about a dead baby that you will ever read...
...Exams,” among other things. Harvard has seen its fair share of new and sensational publications, from the ill-fated Scene to the pseudo-erotic H-Bomb, but never anything quite like this. In fact, I wonder if the world has ever seen a magazine featuring a nine-page interview with its editor, complete with nude photographs. Questions ranging from what effect the nude spread will have on di Pasquale’s future career prospects to why he chose to mention that his ex-girlfriend thought his “splooge tasted like unripe bananas?...