Word: staccato
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...diamond mining to illustrate the the dogged pursuit of a dream. Aptly named singer Diamond assumes the voice of that fantasy, suggesting that “you can scoop out my brain, shape it into an ear and then tell me your pain.” However, the staccato snare drum and terse eighth-note basslines give the impression that something is awry. The feel is too flawless, too mechanized to match the emotions encapsulated in the lyrics. Only when the rhythm section underpins the legato synthesizer with flowing double-stops does the band’s real message become...
...guitar.Beam’s attempts to reinvigorate his work were valuable experiments even when they fell flat. A full-band, electric version “Jezebel,” one of Beam’s strongest songs, failed to improve on the original. Instead, the quickened tempo and staccato floor tom pounds diluted the song’s.sparse potency.Beam’s unaccompanied rendition of “The Trapeze Swinger” proved that, while his recent instrumental variation has been fruitful, he remains at his best when performing as an acoustic troubadour. Here his catchy finger...
...Lincoln Portrait,” HRO demonstrated a facility in and good sense of dynamics, blend, and balance, especially during the alternating legato and staccato passages...
...splendor and sorrow of the week, there was a final bequest spreading through the square as the service came to a close and the crowd, reluctant to leave, chanted one last time, "Giovanni Paolo! Giovanni Paolo!" Five staccato syllables and rhythmic claps, a football cheer for God's great athlete. And then it was over, and people mingled and smiled, and by late afternoon the young pilgrims had turned the Via della Conciliazione that leads away from St. Peter's into a lively promenade. They broke out coolers of soft drinks. They packed the cafs, strolled down...
...another high-concept piece that walks the fine line between art and artifice, but ultimately redeems itself through its boldy poetic indictment of utopian seduction. Delicate waves of acoustic guitar and electronic pulses dance over trash-can beats and mounting feedback, culminating in Dose’s staccato proclamation that “whats wrong with the world has to do with those fell in love with New York or Los Angeles or Paris or Jerusalem /and me of course.” Pseudointellectual “emo-rap” artists like Atmosphere’s Slug could never...