Word: sorrowfully
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From an unseen hallway, Sade's mournful voice floats into the TV studio like a ghost passing through a wall. She's singing these words, "I'm the king of sorrow..." The vocalist is backstage at HBO's comedy-interview program the Chris Rock Show. She's just wrapped up rehearsals for her appearance on the program to promote "Lovers Rock" (Epic), her first CD of new music in eight years. That's a lifetime in pop: time enough for the Seattle rock scene to have exploded like a supernova and to have collapsed like a white dwarf, time enough...
...mean to dismiss the intellectual life for others. A while back, I saw Harold Bloom, the great old Yale professor and author, most recently of How to Read and Why, talking on C-SPAN's Booknotes. Weepy, flabby, brilliant, he was full of hope and sorrow for the literary life that is mistreated and unvalued today. He spoke up for Cervantes and Shakespeare. He had "divorced" the Yale English department. He hated e-books. If you have a mind like Bloom's, no problem...
...Everyone has the right to mourn their own losses in their own way," Hamad said. "It's their way to express their sorrow...
...Coen Brothers' upcoming film, "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" is one of these musicals in disguise. The characters - even the one played by George Clooney - break out into folk, country and bluegrass standards like "Man of Constant Sorrow" that are strung throughout the movie. Set in Depression-era Mississippi, the movie even has a scene which features marching Klansmen and a singing Klan leader. Actually, I could have done without that sequence. The only thing creepier than a singing Klan leader is... well, let me get back to you on that after I see the re-released, uncut version...
...young clergyman is described as having the face of "a sheep with a secret sorrow." Sociopolitical generalization? This is as close as Wodehouse gets: "Unlike the male codfish, which, suddenly finding itself the parent of three million five hundred thousand little codfish, cheerfully resolves to love them all, the British aristocracy is apt to look with a somewhat jaundiced eye on its younger sons...