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Word: rambler (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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Usage:

...down the road, sweep down the side streets, zoom out of the curves. I glide noiselessly through the long December shadows of the trees on the Arborway. I pass you on the expressway, the streetlights bleeding away on the bend in my windshield. Have you heard about the midnight rambler? Have you heard about the Boston. . . strangler...

Author: By John G. Short, | Title: In the Streets Cars | 12/10/1969 | See Source »

...Tina Turner, who did a set right before the Stones in New York, cuts him in every way. We are told he's a great dancer, we imagine him to be one, and we respond to him as one, but that's our fantasy, our wish for a midnight rambler, and has nothing to do with...

Author: By Joel Haycock, | Title: The flea-bit painted monkey Got Live If You Want It | 12/9/1969 | See Source »

THEN on to another Let it Bleed cut, "Midnight Rambler," a harpsy Chicago blues thing with a long instrumental break, the real knockout of the concert. Jagger gets down on his knees and thousands of heads crane to see what lewd nasty he's doing, so he takes off his belt, swinging his arms back and smashing it to the stage at the end of each line...

Author: By Joel Haycock, | Title: The flea-bit painted monkey Got Live If You Want It | 12/9/1969 | See Source »

...Twelve-year-olds. 40-year-olds, cab drivers and long-haired toughs. A girl in the front row waves throughout the performance, crying, 'Mick, I love you!' Some real sex now. Jagger sits on the stage, the mike stuck between his legs, singing his new song. Midnight Rambler, a raw rhapsody to rape by an intruder...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Rose Petals and Revolution | 11/28/1969 | See Source »

...existential drama. It had taken place right out there on Canal Road. And now, here it was five in the morning, and I was forcing my recalcitrant body to sleep in the crowded quarters of the car's front seat. The guy with the bullhorn and Frank's white Rambler-they must serve as my moral equivalent of war. Second-rate substitutes of course, but then, you'll have to admit, these are second-rate times we are living...

Author: By Gregg J. Kilday, | Title: Memoirs of a Would-be Street lighter | 11/21/1969 | See Source »

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