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...campaign rallies, supporters shout "Dale Correa," a play on Correa's last name that means "Give them the belt!" On the stump in the rural highlands town of Latacunga last week, the dark-skinned but blue-eyed Correa spoke in the indigenous Quichua language: "The political and economic elites have robbed everything from us, but they cannot steal our hope. We will take back our oil, our country, our future!" And like Chavez, Correa wields his tongue like a belt at the U.S. Asked about Chavez's recent "devil" diatribe at the United Nations, Correa told an Ecuadoran TV network...
...Therapy,” his fifth album in six years, this dominance, like all good things, has come to an end. While the openers on his last two albums were effective party-starters, the half-skit, half-rap intro “Warning” is one of those shout-in-your-ear cliché-fests that challenges one’s faith in hip-hop itself. You can almost hear the collective parents of the nation asking, “Is this even music?” In this case, even the most faithful crunkophile might have doubts. What...
...Center, a warmly decorated and comfortable space in a central and valuable campus location, and so students and student groups might as well use it as much as they can. So far, the main sources of publicity about the center are a less-than-a-sentence shout-out in the massive welcome-to-school e-mail from Dean of the College Benedict H. Gross ’71, an op-ed in The Crimson, and a small signboard outside Canaday. These opening weeks of school—although understandably hectic for the 10 student interns who monitor the center along...
...marred by some notable flaws. There’s “The Instrumental,” which a) is not, b) features breathy white-dude singing over the hook, and c) is inexplicably produced by Linkin Park’s Mike Shinoda. Add that to the bloated shout-outro and you’ve got 15 full minutes of lame. Plus, Fiasco’s got some growing to do. His rhythms are varied but bland; his rhymes cling to the beat’s skirts, rarely venturing into dangerous territory. Most worryingly, he can’t muster...
...history of science and history of art and architecture joint concentrator in Currier House who hopes that her sense of humor isn’t significantly crippled by the exhaustion and anxiety provoked by 23 course requirements and a joint thesis. She would like to give a shout out to the core office—we’ll always have Science A. Catch her cartoon on Fridays...