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...sound like J. Mascis backed by the Beach Boys. Big Sur begs to be blared from a car speeding along the highway with the top down: "Just don't go back to Big Sur/ Hangin' around, lettin' your old man down." Sometimes, the cheesy Americana is spread on too thick, as in Your Love is Like Las Vegas, with uninspired lyrics like "Your love is like a city that burnt me good/ Las Vegas I could only afford one weekend." But you can't help feeling that the Thrills boys are just shaking the sand out of their hair before...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: California Dreamin' | 6/29/2003 | See Source »

...antics of four bald men brandishing sabers as they parade through city streets and homes. Yang seems inspired by Mack Sennett, Monty Python and the Beatles in A Hard Day's Night. There are relatively few paintings or drawings on show. Liu Xiaodong paints scenes of daily life with thick, vigorous brush strokes in a Westernized style he calls "cynical realism"; his Through the Ages Heroes Have Come From the Young depicts a gritty street corner with two young men facing a group of three young women on bikes, all five dressed in school-uniform blue suits with white shirts...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Chinoiserie Gone Mad | 6/29/2003 | See Source »

...went, the el was a riddle. At the time, I never needed to take the train; my mother would drive me the five minutes to elementary school, and I wouldn’t have to meet up with friends in the city until high school, years later. So the thick, tan-painted pillars along Jamaica Avenue held up not only train tracks, but also a mysterious world—one literally parallel to my own, but full of details and experiences unlike any I would know down here...

Author: By Alexander J. Blenkinsopp, | Title: On the El | 6/27/2003 | See Source »

...were almost home free when the shooting began. After nine days trekking through thick jungle in mountainous northern Laos, we had finally reached the river we needed to cross to safety. Then the sound of a bullet split the still air. The second and third shots were close enough to stop us in our tracks. Government troops had spotted our scout slashing a path through the foliage. Our guide, Hmong rebel commander and government enemy Moua Toua Ther, instructed us to sit tight rather than run. The thick foliage, he knew, afforded us some protection. Hours passed. Every rustle...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Licensed to Kill | 6/23/2003 | See Source »

Five unshaven men with blackened work boots and thick gloves move toward the giant, greasy drill that has just emerged from beneath the ground. Once the drill is unhinged and swings freely, the crew encircles it and locks onto it a 9.5-m extension that will take this subterranean search for the mother lode even deeper into the earth. It is a rugged if familiar ballet of industrial labor, repeated daily from a perch halfway up a 65-m-high steel tower. But this time the familiar scene is not taking place on a North...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Steaming Forward | 6/8/2003 | See Source »

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