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...result is an album that references old sounds for the devoted, integrates fuzzy new ones for the kids and delivers a staggering number of indelible hooks. The only notable weakness is that the pursuit of those hooks keeps Bomb rooted in the thrill-delivering formula of verse-chorus-verse-pedal-steel solo, depriving it of the mood-altering qualities of Achtung Baby or The Joshua Tree. Listening to Bomb straight through a few times is a bit like staring into a closetful of sequins. But depth is not what this album is after. It's a statement of competitiveness...
...isn’t fun enough during the day, it’s a terrorizing experience at night. So the first time Dartboard got stranded at the river after dark, bike in hand and helmet on head, he figured his choices for getting home were either a post-dusk pedal on the streets or walking the bike through the haunted house known as Cambridge Commons...
...more classical and conservative muses. Panichgul is inspired by Cecil Beaton photographs. Chow--who showed bed jackets made of sequins stamped out of Coca-Cola cans and embroidered brocade coats inspired by Masai patterns--looks to such women as cosmetics mogul Helena Rubinstein. And Som, who showed gold velvet pedal pushers with delicately beaded chiffon blouses, is enamored of eccentric society women like Edith Sitwell...
...When training on his bicycle, Blake uses the SRM Powermeter, a data-crunching disc attached to the bike's crank arm. Invented by a German company, the device measures the power and rhythm of each pedal push, as well as the cyclist's heart rate. He's even got gizmos working for him as he sleeps. Blake has pitched a plastic "high-altitude tent" atop his queen-size bed at his home in Victoria. A compressor pumps in air containing 15% oxygen, equal to the rarefied air 3,000 meters above sea level, compared with 21% oxygen at sea level...
Rescue Me may sound disrespectful on paper, but really it's the opposite; it respects the characters enough not to patronize them or soft-pedal their sarcasm, flaws and political incorrectness. At the firehouse, for instance, well-meaning bureaucrats have installed a fire alarm with the automated voice of a woman. "That voice," Lou says with a sneer, "is the closest thing I'm ever gonna come to working with a broad." When the house gets assigned a rookie named Mike, the veterans complain that there are already too many Mikes in the department--Mike the Mick, Guinea Mike, Mike...