Word: veneering
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Meaney manages to portray Jimmy with both the hardened veneer of a country boy who has made it in the big world and the aw-shucks-ness little brothers almost necessarily possess. Hill is the wizened Irish grandfather we all wish we could have to tell us stories by a roaring fire. And Andrea Corr, lead singer for the internationally acclaimed pop/rock/Celtic group the Corrs, bucks the trend of musicians-turned-bad-actresses: she is absolutely stunning as Anne, the reigning band’s gifted fiddler...
...bands in the post-Strokes wave that have made a name for especially killer live performances. Say what you will about 2004’s Antics, but their debut album, Turn On The Bright Lights, was a almost undisputed classic, channeling the gloomy 80s through a cultivated veneer of sneering guitar and downcast vocals, and oh that sound! On both albums, Interpol draws strength from this signature sound of repetitively churning guitar lines evoke smoky roads, heartbreak, and an overwhelming cool above it all. Recent setlists point to a slight preference for the newer album, which continued in the patterns...
Kind of like the Hasty Pudding itself. The veneer of camp belies the hard work that 57 undergraduates put in to perfect their garush glitter. The Pudding members mock celebrity, but they also worship it, promote it, and feed off of it. The Hasty Pudding Theatricals’ (HPT) show and the Woman of the Year ceremony are themselves a mix of kitsch and professionalism, heartfelt productions hidden by makeup. It started as a joke, but today, the Pudding is anything...
...girlfriends in the 1950s. The book's strongest piece, Gabrielle Bell's "One Afternoon," combines the yin/yang of a relationship study with a compact, twisty plot. Drawn with a simple clarity, it brilliantly updates one of Kate Chopin's devastating portraits of a caustic marriage hidden behind a veneer of politeness and misguided obligation...
...explicit reference to prove how much this album owes to MDMA; it comes off just as forcefully in the lush sound. Bouncy dance beats, sneering guitars and Ryder’s atonal sing-speak mingle in a chaotic and perplexing stew. On the surface is nothing but the smooth veneer of glorious production and funky beats, but just underneath is chaotic and threatening matter, a reflection of the dichotomy between the grimmer actualities of the band’s milieu and their perception of it. The pills ’n’ thrills never lack their corresponding bellyaches...