Word: singings
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...choice is always better than no choice, so clearly, Harvard is a good place to be, where doorways sing every which way; now that the main source of stress has been identified, we only have to talk ourselves...
...sitting in a booth with the female volunteer from his election campaign in the leopard-print pants when the band's lead singer picked the couple out from the crowd. Brown, 46, all 5 ft. 10 in., 245 lbs. of him, could not resist the request to sing Tonight Is the Night in Barry's baritone: "You're knockin' on my door and you're ringing my bell/ Hope you're not impatient after waiting so very long... A whole year I put you off with my silly hang-ups/ And we're both old enough to know right from...
...found a booth away from the crowd. They appeared to be talking intently. Phyllis then asked a friend to drive her home and told Derwin she was feeling tired. "I'll see you in a few minutes," he replied. He was with Hood when the band asked him to sing. Others say he saw her to her car, but Hood says no. Whatever happened, he soon headed home himself. He would not see his wife again...
...whimsical Appalachian "Odyssey" becomes the catalyst for a folk revival the way "The Sting" did for ragtime remains to be seen, but at the very least this fascinating collection gives a welcome airing to some of American music's most seminal components, from prison-gang hollers to children's sing-alongs. Although it's dominated by artists mostly associated with bluegrass, the "O Brother" soundtrack covers an era that slightly predates that style, as befits a movie...
...theme was inclusion: John Ashcroft was there, fresh from a bitter confirmation hearing in which opponents cast him as a racist character assassin; he greeted Colin Powell, who had sailed through his own hearing, and as singer Kim Weston began the black national anthem, Lift Every Voice and Sing, the men were joined by Katherine Harris, late of Tallahassee, Fla. "Stony the road we trod,/Bitter the chastening rod,/Felt in the days when hope unborn had died," goes the anthem. "Yet with a steady beat,/Have not our weary feet,/Come to the place for which our fathers sighed...