Word: worst
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...test of just how far the concept of musical fusion can go. According to Burnside, "Adam and Eve were dancing to the blues. Blues is nothing but dance music." Still, there is a risk in making any sort of fusion album. Fusion music often ends up combining the worst elements of two styles rather than the best. But Burnside is too good of a musician to let that happen. As a blues man, he's the real thing: a former sharecropper who sounds like he belongs more on a Smithsonian Folkways recording than a concert stage. Some of the most...
...learned from these animations that address the issues facing students today. Lily and Jim taught us how blind dates work. Pretty average story: shy stick girl goes on blind date with anti-social stick guy. This stick couple with big eyes and awkward limbs went through blind dating's worst nightmare. With nothing in common, Lily and Jim entertain the audience by their awkwardness and incompatibility, topping off the night with an allergic reaction on Jim's part, resulting in a bloated and utterly repulsive Jim. Lily and Jim discourages anyone considering blind dating to take the risk. Believe...
...industry consists of accidentally downloading an MP3 from a non-mainstream artist. So when called on to "check out the hip-hop conference that's happening this weekend," I'm intimidated not just a little bit. Approaching Emerson Hall, licking the remnants of fried dough from my fingers, my worst fears are confirmed. Blocking the front door is a group of dreadlocked combatants--they are speaking in elevated tones and circling each other warily...
EVERYONE BUT THE WORST FASHION victim knows the rule: bra straps: stay below the shirt, undercover. But bandeau-style strapless bras create an unacceptable uni-boob shelf. And with the advent of the strappy tank, bra straps have forced their way into the mainstream. On shoulders--and headbands...
...industry consists of accidentally downloading an MP3 from a non-mainstream artist. So when called on to "check out the hip-hop conference that's happening this weekend," I'm intimidated not just a little bit. Approaching Emerson Hall, licking the remnants of fried dough from my fingers, my worst fears are confirmed. Blocking the front door is a group of dreadlocked combatants--they are speaking in elevated tones and circling each other warily...