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Clayton's other prop was his bass, a gift from his parents ("I'll play till I'm bigger than the Beatles!" he promised them), which he handled with similar elan. It became clear after a little time, however, that there were certain limitations to style. The Claytons were dubious when the band started to talk about turning pro. "Quite sensibly," the Edge remembers, "they realized this business is very hard and that Adam is not the world's most gifted musician and what possible chance has he got of making it. My folks probably made the same calculation." "Adam...
...lives alone in his white, Cape Cod--style house, where he often cooks for friends or lifts light weights. His paintings hang everywhere, including around bookcases and over the wood stove. Hundreds of sketches are stacked up in his studio, a converted bedroom. "You haven't seen messy till you've seen my studio," he says cheerfully...
...Irons, is in production for a scheduled 2006 release. As for Paolini, he has no plans to go to college at this point or even to start going on dates. He's going to keep doing what he has been doing for the past six years: writing from breakfast till an hour before dinner, seven days a week, every week of the year except for Christmas, until the adventure is overfor him as much as for Eragon. "If I wrote a book where all this happened to one character," Paolini says, "no one would believe...
...University") to Santa Claus (Christmas in Hollis). "We weren't choirboys, but we had multiple points of view. This past decade it seems like hip-hop has mostly been about parties and guns and women. That's fine if you're in a club, but from 9 a.m. till I went to bed at night, the music had nothing to say to me. So I listened to classic rock." What brought McDaniels back from his diet of John Mellencamp and Bob Seger was Jesus Walks. "When I heard it, I just stopped in my tracks," says McDaniels. "I thought, 'This...
...reporter for the Houston Press. Having earned my first paid vacation, I boarded a train with two weeks' salary in my pocket--all of $30! My first stop was in Kansas City, Mo., where I had lived till I was 11 and where my grandparents still lived. I had planned to go on to Anna, Ill., to call on my friend, an attractive, petite brunet I'd dated in high school in Houston. After two years of love letters to her, I was keen to discover whether her feelings for me matched mine...