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...more victories, even more Super Bowls. After all, Landry was the third most winning coach in the National Football League, after Don Shula and George Halas. But following a graceless dismissal by Dallas' new owner in 1989, Landry remained a silent, mournful football widower, reproachfully if silently carrying a torch for the team that moved on without him to further victories. At his firing, he shed public tears, which shocked an America that saw him as the faultlessly tailored, taciturn but brilliant sideline tactician. "Fireproof, bulletproof, emotionproof," the writer Pete Axthelm once said. Landry had a right to the tears...
...guard of FM is just that: a keeper of the magazine, holding the torch that has been kept faithfully alight during the twelve volumes that precede this one. All of this proceeds in fits and starts--we need to take a breath and hope: change is good. Change is good. Change is good...
...really have to press your professors, the administration, all the way from Rudenstine on down," he said. "You guys [have] got to get pissed off. It's the students who really carry the torch...
...cheek performance as the bawdy but compassionate Buttercup. All the principal characters acquit themselves well with a good dose of self-awareness and ample humour, but the real star of the show is firstyear Kathleen Stetson. As the unwillingly betrothed Josephine, Stetson is simply luminous. From the melancholic torch songs of "Sorry Her Lot" and "The Hours Creep on Apace" to her puckish asides before and during "Refrain Audacious Tar", she has a positively radiant stage presence, extracting pathos in being the leashed Captain's daughter, alternately revelling in distinctly un-ladylike defiance. The chorus does well too, small choreographed...
...Steve Reich come under remixing at her hands before she began work on Kiss My Arp, her full-length debut. A session vocalist and classically trained cellist, Parker's Kiss (much anticipated after her glowing addition to the 1998 DJ Kicks series) brings her talents together in a brilliant torch of perfectly programed darkside downtempo. Cold vocals in "The Unknown" smart initially but burn grooves in the head, like all the stunning tracks on the album. "Some Other Level," especially, comes on like a disease--a thickened phat pulse, thudding blood and the toss-turn turmoil of heavy fever. Parker...