Word: pedaled
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Buffett derivation went the other way, toward the fringes. Lotta room out there on the fringes: Willie Nelson and Waylon "I Don't Think Hank Done It Thisaway" Jennings were there already, Texas, noses to the ground, developing a sound that relied on electric and accoustic and pedal steel guitars with less and less studio multitrack overdub gibberish and more roadband verisimilitude. Buffett, playing solo bars from New Orleans to Key West, Florida, poured chukka into his roadband sound: drunken-sailor crabby-cowbell filled-in reggae rhythms, compounded with clean country whine-guitars, a baying folkie voice and Greg "Fingers...
...been a triumphant occasion. Shiskin regards them as "the best indexes in the world." To compile the old CPI, the Labor Department's 360 price inspectors (all but a handful of whom are housewives) had been checking the prices of some products that hardly anyone buys any more: pedal pushers, garter belts, bobby pins. Such obsolete articles were thrown out of the 400-item market basket and many newer ones substituted. The BLS shoppers will now price, for example, joggers' warmup suits, pocket calculators, birth control pills and wine...
...conservatives. Since California embraced the indeterminate sentence in 1917, prisoners have increasingly chafed under what they see as the arbitrariness of parole authorities. Soledad Brother George Jackson, for example, was held in prison eleven years for a $70 gas station robbery because, his partisans said, he refused to soft pedal political militancy...
Jerry Jeff Walker, one of the hard-drinking boys, takes the stage and barrels into a country rocker titled Gettin' By. Almost immediately a fistfight breaks out in one corner of the auditorium; dancing bursts out in another. Midway through Walker's set the pedal steel-guitar player takes over with a whining rendition of Dixie, The Battle Hymn of the Republic and America the Beautiful The crowd of 1,500 cheers, hoisting half-empty Lone Star beers toward the stage. Walker finishes his two-hour performance, then returns for an encore number, Pissin' in the Wind...
Vroom! ... Aargh! ... Eeesh! ... Careening out of a 180° hairpin bend, engine screaming at 6,800 r.p.m. and rear wheels adrift, the smoking blue racing machine slides perilously close to the curve, then barrels into a straightaway. "C'mon now," the driver growls through gritted teeth. "Punch that pedal! Now feather the gas! Hug that curve like your darlin...