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...groups to emerge from that movement, sweater-clad, skinny-white-boy duo Kings of Convenience—otherwise known as Erlend Øye and Eirik Glambek Bøe—have found the most commercial success. Critical acclaim up to this point has been well-deserved: their delicate guitar strumming, occasionally infused with piano, horns, and violin, channels the pared-down acoustics of Pink Moon-era Nick Drake and warm harmonizing of Simon & Garfunkel into gentle, unassumingly beautiful melodies. Øye, the Paul Simon of the pair, sings in a slightly accented baritone about girls he?...
Aside from their potential use as a means of conducting electricity, the nanowires may serve to localize functionality at a particular point within the nanostructure, said Ping Xie, a postdoctoral fellow and author. With one-dimensional nanowires, it is currently difficult to determine where activity is concentrated within the linear wire...
Assuming, as the smart money is betting, that Obama pursues an Afghan surge, why not propose a surtax on the wealthiest Americans to pay for it and, for that matter, to pay for the entire Afghan war from this point forward? Such a tax could be deferred a year or two until we’ve emerged more from the recession so bad economic timing wouldn’t have to be an issue. How better to send the message that (1) certain things have to be done, even though they cost money; (2) increasing the deficit in the short...
...hours each day alone writing in a flat overlooking old Istanbul, and the sense of that isolation drifts throughout his painstaking dissection of heartbreak. More than any other novelist today, Pamuk has laid claim to the dispassionate prose style and layered, self-reflective inheritance of Proust. At one point, he follows a numbered list of the ways in which Turkish girls are socially condemned for surrendering their chastity before marriage with a note: “Clever readers will have sensed that I have placed this anthropological lesson here to allow myself a chance to cool off from the jealousy...
...book’s final pages, the lines between Kemal, the narrator, and the “real” Pamuk blur to the point of indistinguishability—all three men come to seem interchangeable with each other, as well as with any of the narrators in Pamuk’s other books. These tiny, invisible connections unspool gradually to spin out a place both intricate and familiar, the nostalgia-saturated inverse of the fast-paced modern city: turning the first few pages of the “Innocence” feels like nothing more than coming home...