Word: weird
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Coors double-teams, with both a diversity task force and a diversity management group. Among the unlikely recipients of its corporate largesse are a black-heritage festival, the Mi Casa resource center for women and even a romance novel the company commissioned in 1993 in a good-hearted but weird effort to promote literacy. (Perfect, by Judith McNaught, tells the story of a foster child who "overcomes illiteracy to find true love," as the promotional material says.) The firm contends that it was the first U.S. brewer to have rabbis certify its suds as kosher. "Coors Cares," bleats a company...
...merits of that progression are, of course, questionable. Depeche Mode walks a thin line between being innovative and inane. Sometimes, the synthesized noises sound untempered. Embedded in the songs are sounds of cars screeching, giant coins spinning, undersea environments, etc. The Band can do some very weird things--a listener is led to wonder whether the weirdness is unintentional, or whether Depeche Mode may have a fetish for appearing goofy. Maybe it's a big joke on the listeners. The terrible screeching that opens "I Feel You," the stereophonic mayhem in "Behind the Wheel," and the sounds of the manic...
...this weird fire door exchange thinggoing on where we were passing notes back andforth--it was very grade school," Steinbergersays...
...delved deeper and deeper into blues until the crowd was in a virtual frenzy over the metallic guitar solos so vigorous they seemed super-human. The crowd bravely vibrating in their chairs, yearned to stand. Many even made due by dancing in their seats. Williams joked: "Gee, I feel weird singing this blues stuff in a theater, y'all should be standing up and drunk or something...
...idea of starting an art collection in Vegas seem so odd? Basically because Las Vegas--the Disney World of terminal public greed--is a city in which every cultural citation is fake, so that the real thing feels out of place. The city is built on simulation, quotation, weird unconvincing displacements, in which cultural icons are endlessly but never convincingly quoted. Here is the Luxor Hotel, that huge silly pyramid with its plaster Anubises and fiber-glass Amon-Ras, its cavernous interior housing a facsimile of the Manhattan skyline. Here, under construction, is a casino in the form...