Word: waited
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...wait. Bam! The couple's car is rammed from behind by some bad guys in a van. They're trying to push the couple's car onto the tracks. Ding, ding, ding! The train is coming! Screech! The good guy accelerates, and the bad guys' van ends up on the tracks instead. Wham! Kapow! Impressive fireball! Fortunately, one of the bad guys is still alive and has time to look up and react--Wuh-oh!--just before the van is hit by a second train on parallel tracks, a deft directorial callback to an earlier scene in the same movie...
Occasionally, conservatism is the best bet. As the first digital TVs roll out next year, for instance, their four-figure price tags will entice only cost-be-damned hobbyists. The rest of us will buy analog sets with built-in digital converters and wait for steep markdowns on those high-definition beauties. The network revolution is coming, though, and quickly. Think twice before choosing the wrong side...
...best punk albums, the ones that stay with you, the ones that matter, share a secret. Take Rancid's strong new album, Life Won't Wait. Rancid is a band that, in its songs, inhabits a tough, gritty world of drinking, joblessness, back-alley drug deals and disillusioned immigrants; a world where corporations crush workers, governments lie to their citizens, and punk rock offers one of the few paths toward salvation. The songs on the California-based band's new album have names like Bloodclot, Black Lung and Cash, Culture & Violence; the guitar work is raw and roaring...
Rancid, like the Clash before it, often looks toward the Caribbean for rhythmic inspiration; on this album the group wisely enlisted the help of Jamaican reggae star Buju Banton, who contributes guest vocals on the anthemic title track, Life Won't Wait. In the past Rancid's songs have dealt with issues of class and race in America; this album seems to have more of a global viewpoint, with lyrics that touch on Bosnia, Iran-contra and other foreign affairs. The real message, however, is in the insurgent energy of the music, the hammering drums, the fierce guitars: Resist, question...
...started up the press plane, and the engine was roaring, so you couldn't hear a thing. Clinton looked over to us and waved, and shouted something. He knew we couldn't possibly hear him, and that he wouldn't be able to hear us. So he pretended to wait for a question, and then he shrugged and walked away, smiling," McCullagh says ruefully. "At least he's got a sense of humor about...