Word: plinking
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Though lacking any stand-out single, moments of beauty are flecked throughout. Three broken chords plink out a simple, reassuring repetition in lullaby-like opener “24-25.” A lovely seesawing violin ushers in one of the album’s relatively fuller tracks, “Peacetime Resistance.” And Øye’s voice haunts the skeletal structure of “My Ship Isn’t Pretty” with brooding lyrics like “The sky was the blankest sheet / We drew lines upon...
...group's composer and arranger, Liang Jianfeng, says their sound "combines the best elements of Chinese and Western music." In practice, that means retaining just enough Chinese flavor to create an exotic sheen without alienating listeners unaccustomed to the moan of the erhu (a two-stringed fiddle) or the plink of the pipa. The finished product is about as Chinese as Enya is Celtic-but their culture-shockproof tunes travel well across borders and in elevators. The group's version of the jazz classic Take Five is nowadays piped over the p.a. systems of Tokyo convenience stores...
...trail growing cold, White House aides have lately offered a new definition of victory. "If he's unable to perpetrate terrorist attacks, we win," says one. That's not enough to quiet the private grumbles of dissent in both parties about the failure of the Pentagon and CIA to plink their top target. Massachusetts Senator John Kerry, a Vietnam war hero and Democratic presidential aspirant, is among those who argue that the Administration's fear of casualties and reliance on Afghan proxies allowed bin Laden and his henchmen to slip away. "The strategy of Tora Bora failed to target...
...hasty in ushering in a new millennium last year when the old one still wasn't finished, many saw fit to declare their year's "best in music" lists before the year was actually over. But the Sampler bided its time, waiting wisely till the last plink was plunked before tipping its hand...
Young Parent can barely wait to break out of Medford, Mass., during the late '50s. Outwardly he appears to have been quite ordinary: an altar boy who liked to plink at bottles with his .22-cal Mossberg. Yet his mind has been jump-started by books, especially Dante's The Divine Comedy. "It was not just the blood and gore," he tells a friendly parish priest, "but that the people in Hell seemed real; the ones in Purgatory and Paradise were wordy and unbelievable...