Word: throb
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...long essay on Calcutta called "The City of Dreadful Night"?a jarring, clangorous, minor-key symphony, alive with the bustle and despair of the city, which ends with Mehta's quietly following Mother Teresa as she walks through a lepers' colony. At their best, his articles and essays throb with unforgettable details?how the English philosopher Bertrand Russell spoke with exaggerated e's, how Gandhi was extremely eager to know more about Sigmund Freud?that leave the reader with a vivid sense of Mehta's personality, and with his gifts of curiosity, sympathy and intellect. Above...
...first minute or so of the song consists of Yoshimi’s lone voice beautifully singing a wordless jazz riff. Her sustained final note fades into a rising tide of chimes and deep tribal drums that steadily pound away as metallic and organic percussive noise sounds throb in the background and spiral back and forth between the stereo channels. It seems strange to describe a 23 minute experimental-acoustic track as “sparse” and “restrained,” but both of these adjectives are apt to describe this, given the context...
It’s 1:45, and for three hours and 45 minutes, The Guy Who Can Swing Dance has been patiently waiting while others have thrusted and ground their way to hip-hop-glory. Now it’s his turn. The speakers begin to throb the opening sounds of “Zoot Suit Riot” and he lindy hops to the center of the floor...
...enough to emphasize the mediocrity of his lyrics. The first track, entitled “The Wrong Idea,” sets the tone for most of the album: vocals and lyrics that sound sampled from a Nineties boy-band and symphonic violins that should theoretically maximize the heart-throb factor but instead merely annoy. Sample lyric: “I’m 19 and I’ve kissed two girls, that’s all / You’re 16 and you’re one, is that against the law? I never thought it would come...
...Today, it's a cherry red 1965 Alfa Romeo Giulia Spider 1600 Veloce that I'm tooling around in for a tour of Chianti's sloping vineyards and sleepy hamlets. The Giulia is a vintage convertible dream, with rounded lines that undulate like the Tuscan hillsides and an engine throb that blends with the rustle of cypress trees. So when slowing to a gentle stop near a 10th century cobblestone abbey, I couldn't help but feel like my four wheels were actually improving the scenery. Walter Laimer and Gert Pichler, northern Italian buddies who once led Tuscan bike tours...