Word: wondered
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...nations that have been almost immune from a mainland attack by a foreign nation. And it seems to have no problem dropping bombs on Belgrade. I wonder how it would feel if Russia or China were to bomb downtown Los Angeles, Chicago, New York City or Washington. SUDESH J. EBENEZER Winnipeg...
...music. Listening further, though, you'll realize the same formula is repeated in every song--a few bars of the band, and within seconds, a mellow, whiny voice that enters and builds up to a shrill, screaming climax before dipping back into eerie sounds. The repetition made me wonder if I had listened to all eleven songs, or the same song again and again. Despite these flaws, the sounds of Swimmer are, strangely enough, quite soothing. Something to check out on a lazy, chill afternoon...
...cannot suppress the deep affinity he feels for this man. At times, Maxwell's reverence for Thomas is so overwhelming that he drops his detached voice of authorship and allows us a rare glimpse into his personal life. "I teach you to my students, and aloud/ I wonder what you would have come to. While/I wonder they look out at a white cloud/ And so we pass the time./Perhaps I'll guess/ Which one will ask me what they always ask:/ Whom do I write for? Anybody? Yes,/ You." With these lines, Maxwell actually beckons us into...
...Perahia opened with a lesser-known Bach English Suite, the fifth, in E minor, S. 810. The Prelude was full of crisp slides and sounded a lot like the F-sharp Major Prelude from Book One of the Well-Tempered Clavier. The allemande was suffused with a sense of wonder at Bach's creation, but the courante was a little muddled. This particular Suite has passepieds instead of minuets, and they could have been more sprightly. But the concluding gigue was prefectly pedaled, and Perahia's robust left hand worked wonders...
...would be a tempting companion to Girls on the Run, but neither HOLLIS nor Amazon seems to have heard of it, and his delicious piece on Ashbery's cover is credited to a gallery in Lausanne. Still, on its own pre-pubescent feet Girls on the Run is a wonder, combining dead-pan modernist language with the poignancy of a concrete burn on a Sunday afternoon. Reading the entire 55-page poem through is akin to sitting through a ten hour film, and Girls on the Run features an additional hypnotism in the person of its girls. Shuffles shuffles, Judy...