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...Prehistoric Dog.” Forget about the title of the song—the real message of the video is as follows. Drink. Drink lots of beer. Drink awful, cheap beer (e.g., Pabst Blue Ribbon, Tecate, Kokanee). Drink it with your scruffy friends. Drink it until you vomit. Rock out while you do so. When you’ve had enough beer, hit the nearest metal shop. Now take all your empty cans and weld them together into weapons and suits of armor. How much cooler is that idea than recycling, or even—dare I say it?...
...disjointed to the point where even the idea of dividing it into its 15 distinct tracks seems kind of pointless. Within almost every track there are at least two distinct movements, and Barnes unpacks a lot of music in those 15 songs. It’s definitely not sound vomit, but with the exception of several moments of brilliant clarity, most of the album is just a tad too hectic to really serve as anything more than background music.The record kicks off on a great note—despite its cheesy autoharp intro, “Nonpareil of Favor?...
...Brien, Pat •is fired from job at The Insider after saying hosts make viewers want to "vomit...
...articulate and bright and clean and a nice-looking guy." Articulate is one of those racially tinged words that sports announcers use to express surprise that a black man can speak proper English, and clean hints at even uglier stereotypes. But the key word in that verbal vomit was mainstream, because it suggested that most blacks aren't. And the media perpetuates that idea by excluding middle-class blacks from their middle-class calculus...
...arrived at Kuyera, four children died. There were four more the next day. Hundreds queued with their parents in the rain outside the gates, waiting to be weighed and measured. Inside, children were sectioned by age and urgency. Each were given red and green plastic bowls for diarrhea and vomit. On that first day, I glimpsed Ayano in the intensive care room, wrapped in a red and blue blanker, struggling to breathe, his eyes tipped back into his skull. When I next saw him, he was trussed up the blanket that had become his death shroud, lying on a slab...