Word: shading
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...ordeal left its mark in personal frustrations and creative stagnation. Fogerty's first marriage broke up in 1987. He heard music in his head but couldn't reproduce it to his own satisfaction. As he worked on Blue Moon Swamp's eerie A Hundred and Ten in the Shade, he thought the tune needed the insinuating underpinning of a bottleneck guitar. Instead of hiring a player, Fogerty commenced to teach himself the technique and, after a year, "I got fairly proficient. [Then] it became obvious that it was the wrong sound. It didn't match what was in my head...
Look at it from a post-Gidget pop-cultural perspective, and the Bush era wasn't such a bad time to be a teenage girl. It was during the late 1980s and early '90s that knowing young women in hair dyed the darkest shade of no-one-understands-me seemed to claim their place in the Zeitgeist. Launched in 1988, the now defunct Sassy magazine racked up awards and hundreds of thousands of subscribers as the first teen magazine to pay homage to girls uninterested in bubble-gum pop and the notion that true love flows only to those...
...reality does not end there. A Matter of Honor threads an intricate and somewhat overstuffed story of two detectives, partners, one black, one white, through the sweltering heat and gathering racial tensions of a deadly Chicago summer. The novel works as a kind of Venality Fair--it's a shade better than pretty good--mainly because even the author's minor characters--sleazy black gang bangers and brain-fried white neo-Nazis--are expertly sketched. And the two detectives are well drawn, without much Butch-and-Sundance romanticizing. They like and respect each other, yet there is a gulf between...
...example, combining "Malevolence" and "Daddy's Girl Pink" resulted in the color-coded equivalent of a slap. "Malevolence" and "Pseudo-Gothic" together meant "I want to use you in a satanic ritual." If I combined "Fornicate-With-Me Red" and "Daddy's Girl Pink" with a dark green shade on one of my toes that started out as "British Jaguar" but was really "Racing Green," I could say "I want to fornicate with you in the back seat of the luxury car my daddy bought for me on my sixteenth birthday." Needless to say, this came in handy in numerous...
...must tell us something about the soul of postmodern America. And perhaps it does. But by the end of his confused and digressive meditation, this usually mordant cultural historian looks rather like a second heavy in a Wayne western--rubbing his jaw and spitting dust as the Duke's shade strides off toward the horizon, as impervious to academic analysis as he was to a bad man's six-shooter...