Introduction, The Introduction, Intro, or The Intro may refer to:
Intro is an American R&B trio from Brooklyn, New York City, New York. The trio consisted of members Jeff Sanders, Clinton "Buddy" Wike and lead singer/songwriter Kenny Greene. Intro released two albums (for Atlantic Records): 1993's Intro and their second album, 1995's New Life. The group had a string of US hits in the 1990s. The hits included the singles "Let Me Be The One", the Stevie Wonder cover "Ribbon in the Sky", "Funny How Time Flies" and their highest charting hit, "Come Inside".
Intro's Kenny Greene died from complications of AIDS in 2001. Intro recently emerged as a quintet consisting of Clinton "Buddy" Wike, Jeff Sanders, Ramon Adams and Eric Pruitt. Adams departed in 2014, with the group back down to its lineup as a trio. They are currently recording a new album to be released in 2015. The group released a new single in 2013 called "I Didn't Sleep With Her" and a new single "Lucky" in October 2014.
In music, the introduction is a passage or section which opens a movement or a separate piece, preceding the theme or lyrics. In popular music this is often abbreviated as intro. The introduction establishes melodic, harmonic, and/or rhythmic material related to the main body of a piece.
Introductions may consist of an ostinato that is used in the following music, an important chord or progression that establishes the tonality and groove for the following music, or they may be important but disguised or out-of-context motivic or thematic material. As such the introduction may be the first statement of primary or other important material, may be related to but different from the primary or other important material, or may bear little relation to any other material.
A common introduction to a rubato ballad is a dominant seventh chord with fermata, Play an introduction that works for many songs is the last four or eight measures of the song,
Play while a common introduction to the twelve-bar blues is a single chorus.
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The New York Currency Exchange (NYCE) is an interbank network connecting the ATMs of various financial institutions in the United States and Canada. NYCE also serves as an EFTPOS network for NYCE-linked ATM cards.
NYCE is based in Secaucus, New Jersey. Rivals of the network include STAR and Discover Card's Pulse. It is owned by Fidelity National Information Services.
"NYCE" originally started as a local ATM network of banks located in the New York metro area. It was one of the first networks of its kind, originating shortly after the invention of the ATM (Automatic Teller Machine). Membership was open to all banks, credit unions and savings banks, and as use of ATM's grew the network spread beyond its original New York Metro area; by the early 90's, NYCE was the largest regional ATM network in the US.
The public brand name, "NYCE", is an acronym for "New York Cash Exchange"; the original corporate name was the New York Switch Corporation.
The banks which founded and originally owned the network were: National Westminster Bank USA, Chase Manhattan, Manufacturers Hanover, Chemical Bank, Barclays Bank, Marine Midland Bank and the Bank of New York; in later years both BayBank and Fleet Bank from Boston became owners as well. The original Chairman of the Board was Edward Coakley of National Westminster Bank; some of the other members of the Board of Directors were Donald L. Boudreau and Ron Braco of Chase Manhattan, Gary Roboff and Michael Hegarty of Chemical Bank, Stu Segal and Roger Goldman of National Westminster, Robert Muth of Marine Midland, Bob Shay and Lindsey Lawrence of BayBank, and Dennis Lynch of Fleet.
Children of God playing musical chairs
Out of confusion and into despair
Out of despair and into malaise
A dead end game everyone plays
Though all are aware
Children of heaven just can't understand
Step over the body of the suffering man
Out of discomfort and into distain
Believing in ruins, detatched and ashamed
Children of lies in an empty diguise
Never quite learned how to open their eyes
Looking at nothing they see even less
Only illusions can calm their distress
A crowded train frozen still in the night
Deafening silence considered polite
Not a word spoken for a desperate hour
Eyes turn away
No contact's made