The phrase "dusky for" is grammatically correct and can be used in written English.
It is typically used to describe something that has a dusky or dim appearance or quality. It can also be used to describe a period of time that is approaching dusk. Example: The sky was dusky for as the sun began to set behind the mountains.
Keable aside, Disclosure's performance is not just DAT tapes and the occasional triggered sample: Guy, the elder Lawrence, drums precisely throughout, while Howard supplies dusky vocals for the moody opener F for You, and straps on a powder-blue bass for When a Fire Starts to Burn, a minimalist banger that samples "hip-hop preacher" Eric Thomas.
For a long time, the industry and its press labelled you an "unconventional" leading lady for having a "duskier" complexion, for not plucking your eyebrows, for having "unkempt" hair, for not being size zero.
His pelt was glossy in the moonlight, but nobody could have mistaken the wide streak of white above his dusky buttocks for sheen.
While it is clearly too late for some of the animals Mr. Sartore has documented (take the dusky seaside sparrow, for instance), underlying his hope is the belief that, for many of these species, it isn't over.
Then I chose Cordova, an isolated commercial fishing town in southwest Alaska, known for its glaciers, trumpeter swans and the only known breeding area for dusky Canada geese.
"Early To Bed" was basically a white show — with a black couple, often described as "dusky" in reviews, for "hot" numbers during the set changes — and so Waller was required to go beyond his usual musical vocabulary.
The eclectic music was episodic yet subtly flowing, with skittish flights; contrapuntal passages where dueling voices were pushed to wide extremes of register; steely electronic agitation; and calming harmonic writing for dusky, sustained strings.
The host, a cookbook author with a dusky voice made for radio, runs her own little magazine with a mix of segments on food and travel and science (as in what your taste in snacks says about your personality).
There was some fine solo singing, notably by Craig Phillips, who brought unhurried majesty to the runs in Monteverdi's "Laudate Dominum," and by Sherezade Panthaki, who, with her slightly dusky soprano, made for an affecting nymph in Monteverdi's "Lamento Della Ninfa".
As an homage, for the forty-fifth anniversary he is using all of his father's favorite blossoms: "He loved flowering quince, deciduous holly, red dogwood, hot-pink nerines, and, the most beloved of all, red, white, and purple anemones that go with dusky red roses for the nosegays on the tables.
