Word: roping
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Virtual water coolers offer the online equivalent of the kind of banter that workers pick up in the office hallway or over an after-hours beer. At their best, these sites can be as salacious as a hot rumor whispered over a cubicle divider. The Velvet Rope, a music-industry insiders' site, traffics in scuttlebutt about which acts reputedly lip-synch. And as with off-line gossip, sex talk is encouraged. Vault.com recently had a series of postings about a purported call-girl and call-boy ring at a large New York City investment firm that features celebrity look-alikes...
Savon is genuinely fond of training too, one reason he's still a contender. "The adversary I fear most," he says, "is Felix Savon." He bounds into the ring over the top rope like a guy who just can't wait to get to work. "The little fights, the big important fights, they're all the same to me," he says...
...lately the coverage has shifted dramatically. Reporters inhale polls, Gore is schmoozing more, and Bush looks sour when he's running behind. The press that panned Gore's convention speech has discovered that the 97-lb. weakling is an Issues Superman, a hunk on the rope line and a good kisser. Stories even ran last week quoting Newt Gingrich to the effect that Gore was "instrumental in creating the Internet." What's next? Will we find out there really is "no controlling legal authority"? In contrast, Bush's verbal tics are suddenly evidence of an addled brain...
...Gore wound up his speech, with Clinton, Hillary and Tipper standing beaming behind him, a question rippled through the press corps: Would Clinton really leave? Would a man who loves more than anything else plunging into rope lines resist the urge to do it one more time? We watched in anticipation as Al kissed Tipper, hugged Clinton, hugged Hillary, Hillary hugged Tipper, Tipper hugged Bill. Bill and Hillary and Chelsea (who popped up to the stage at the last minute) then stood together and waved bye-bye to Al and Tipper, who stood near the lectern. Then the three Clintons...
What Tina Turner knew 30 years ago, Kina Cosper has rediscovered today. Beyond the stylistic straitjacket of high-gloss R. and B. and its numbing cliches (the champagne, the cell phones, the velvet-rope nightlife) is a real world of captivating but not always pretty emotions. Kina spent the mid-'90s singing in the pop R.-and-B. group Brownstone. Here she discards that bland sound for a pungent mixture of rock and soul that gives her hard, clear voice a surprisingly potent charge. She builds her songs around spare assertions of womanly independence, slamming the people who stood...