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...suits, martini sipping and laid-back jazzy music--seeks to capture some of the style exemplified by Sinatra and other performers of the Big Band era. The swing scene, a close cousin, tries to focus less on the style and more on the music itself. One swing group, Cherry Poppin' Daddies, currently has a Top 40 CD. Scotty Morris, 30, bandleader for Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, another brisk-selling swing act, says his classmates at the Musicians Institute in Hollywood would play Sinatra records "nonstop." That was 10 years ago. Frank is still his hero. Says Morris: "Musicians have always...
...games, the Pack has role models galore: all-handsome quarterback Brett Favre, who overcame an addiction to pain killers, and all-best defensive end Reggie White, a minister whose burned-down Kentucky church the folks of Green Bay chipped in to rebuild. This season Coach Mike Holmgren, with his Poppin Fresh face and Dad-knows-best style, led his team easily into the playoffs. The Pack seems set to face the 49ers for the NFC crown, with the winner inflicting the ritual Super Bowl humiliation on the AFC champ. Can nice guys finish first again...
...book's Oliver follows the road of Stone's busy young life and often guns into the overdrive of desire (a meeting with Julie Christie) and horror (vivid images of a war he had not yet fought in). With punch-drunk punctuation and verbs-a-poppin' prose, Stone imitates Joyce, Kerouac, Mailer...
...piece on the air, then insulted into oblivion. Tangle with WABC's hosts, and you risk the sharp end of their shtick. Grant: "Ah, get off the phone, you sick degenerate!" Lyn Samuels: "Oh, shut up!" Jay Diamond: "Are you on anything? How do I know you're not poppin' speedballs?" And so it goes on politically perplexing insult radio. "A lot of talk-show hosts are opportunistic twits," says David Brudnoy, the gay libertarian (with AIDS) at Boston's WBZ. And the listeners hover on the brink of a solipsism: that they and they alone know the answer...
Joel's gem is the sleepytime title tune. Its consonant-poppin' lyric charts a land where pop merges with gospel, black embraces white, dread is absolved by belief -- in God, in dreams, in the rolling sing-along cadence of a doo-wop bass line. "We all end in the ocean,/ We all start in the streams,/ We're all carried along/ By the river of dreams." And by effortlessly sophisticated, perfectly primal music. It makes the journey of faith as jaunty as a Nintendo quest...