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On Friday night, Mr. Gore sounded much more sober themes.

Nick Barnes's design, which whisks us from fairground to forest, marries simplicity with hallucinogenic kookiness; and Robert Hyman and Patrick Prior have between them come up with a streetwise but not too knowing script and a bevvy of songs that answer the diversity of the audience with an exotic fusion of sounds from reggae and ska to jolly knees-up singalongs.

Even though the war is officially over, the sound of gunfire, explosions and low-flying helicopters is still background noise for many of them.

Amid the insecurity, some people appear to have forgotten the hardships of life under Saddam Hussein, and sometimes sound nostalgic for his return.

This fanciful and tired agenda of "solutions" sounds like something you would hear on television's "West Wing," not in a real Oval Office.

David Remedios's sound and Richard Peaslee's music add to the strange glow.

Killington’s difficulties may sound familiar to New Hampshire residents.

While the band has been calling Portland home for a few years, "Post to Wire" doesn't sound anything like the northern, metropolitan Oregon most of us know.

"The Longer You Wait," the album's first song, has a deceptively easygoing feel, a loose pop sound under the description of a boy-girl road trip.

In the Sixties, she was the embodiment of purity (her voice was so pure, strong and haunting, it made everything sound like a hymn) when she spear-headed the American Folk Revival - and its radical spawn, the Protest Song - alongside Pete Seeger, Phil Ochs, Peter, Paul and Mary, et al), but also of political virtue, of grim, unsmiling global right-on-ness.

The Beatles made a Liverpudlian Scouse accent a sign of hipness and Rolf Harris taught the world what a true Australian accent sounded like.

Essentially, those quotes sound like a woman striving for bravado on the road to inescapable hell.

Listen long enough, and the Oklahoma Sooners almost sound convincing.

Finally, heralded by the blare of the beating to arms, came the Imperial and Royal anthem of the earthly but nevertheless Apostolic Army cherubs—“God preserve him, God protect him”—over the standing crowd, the marching soldiers, the gently trotting chargers, and the soundlessly rolling vehicles.

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