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...Nevada's bordellos to London's tabloid media, but the strongest works treat some of recent memory's most haunting events. Richter's deliberately blurred Woman with Umbrella depicts Jacqueline Kennedy grieving after her husband's assassination, while Warhol's Big Electric Chair is a silkscreen rendering of the Sing Sing hot seat where convicted spies Ethel and Julius Rosenberg were executed...
...Miley is such a pistol, that playing the cautious, introverted girl was not a part of who she was," says Poryes. Her father signed on as her TV dad. "It's art imitating life imitating art," he says. "Miley cut her teeth and learned to walk and sing riding around on my tour...
...stand up to receive their gold medals and championship trophies: their national anthem has no lyrics. "For years we've been hearing from athletes that they feel a little lame up there on the podium," says Alejandro Blanco, president of Spain's Olympics Committee. "All they can do is sing along with 'la la la.'" In an attempt to rectify the situation, the Committee, working with the Society of Authors and Writers, has opened a contest to put words to the Spanish national anthem. The winning entry will be presented before Parliament on Dec. 19, in the hope that...
...grasp wildly at the air in front of me to squeeze it. Instead, I back away warily from the middle-aged man on my TV screen. The video begins with a heavy-set Carter sprawled out on the beach and jumps from Boy to Boy as they sing their respective parts. Finally, they unite on a bridge for the chorus and leave little doubt that they’ve mastered the art of contorting their faces in anguish and expressing their feelings with wide arm movements. One member is conspicuously absent. Kevin Richardson declined to join the good old boys...
...crazy, crazy eyes—and so you relent to play therapist to his apocalyptic paranoia a tad bit longer. Rob, Lord of Time, then leads you through a quick stock-film montage: Muhammad Ali fights! Feminism rules! Pelé wins! Matchbox Twenty plays! The Wall falls! Finally, Rob sings “I believe the world is coming to an end” while fireworks explode behind him. Which actualizes the subtext: the apocalyptic terror in the song is really sheer elation. In fact, Rob reveals, we are all masochists. We can’t wait...