Word: tinning
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...TIN MACHINE: TIN MACHINE (EMI). It's David Bowie, lying low with a new band that he helped create and whose rough edges he hones to a cutting edge...
...like New York Minute and If Dirt Were Dollars ("I was flyin' back from Lubbock/ I saw Jesus on the plane/ . . . or maybe it was Elvis/ You know, they kinda look the same"), and a memorably nasty cameo portrait of Ronald Reagan as a cowboy named Jingo in Little Tin God. That's vintage Henley, delivered with a snarl and a smile, but The Heart of the Matter, which ends the record, is the struggle for a different sense of place, another state of grace: "I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter/ Because...
...TIN MACHINE: TIN MACHINE (EMI). It's David Bowie, lying low with a new band that he helped create and whose rough edges he hones to a good cutting edge. Lots of fever-blister guitar work and apocalyptic Bowie lyrics. Crack City ought to be a sci-fi hallucination, but Bowie knows better: he makes it into an everyday nightmare...
...caught up in a brainstorm with his editor and is blown from batty Albion into the middle of humdrum Kansas. There, in Dorothy's native land, he finds not a winding yellow brick road but a grid of blacktop highways crossing one another at predictable right angles. Instead of tin men and cowardly lions, there is a pride of stolid citizens unashamed of their placid routines and quick with the thank-yous and have-a-nice-days. Wicked witches? Nope, but there is a local drunk who tells dirty jokes...
...crowd began to gather silently last Monday afternoon on the streets adjoining the Boerio Supermarket in Rosario, Argentina's third-largest city. The tin-roofed grocery store had served its middle-class neighborhood for years, so manager Luis Nicastro recognized many of the well-dressed people outside the store as his regular customers. Some of the others were toothless, hungry folk in tattered clothes, who came from nearby shantytowns. By 2 p.m., a mob of more than 500 filled the parking lot. "I thought of closing the doors," Nicastro says. "But what good would it do? With all this glass...