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Verb1.jingle-jangle - make a sound typical of metallic objects; "The keys were jingling in his pocket"
make noise, noise, resound - emit a noise
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A baker's cart had already rattled through the street, chasing away the latest vestige of night's sanctity with the jingle-jangle of its dissonant bells.
So perhaps you can wish them a New Year full of money-bags, or a year when they constantly hear the jingle-jangle of coins.
It was prefaced by the clunk of heavy footfalls, and a good amount of jingle-jangle. When he rounded the log-on-log partition that separated the sleeping and kitchen areas, we let out a collective, "What the ...?!!"
No matter how much their handlers persuaded them to face each other they just ate more, to the jingle-jangle of their neck-bells.
the whole jingle-jangle before it resettles, you the focal point,
Pirates of the Caribbean actor so it falls place like Olalvashf Orlando is known for a liberal attitude to sex and nudity, joking he'd like to film a tantric sex version of The Hobbit and referring to his nude scene in Zulu in which his "jingle-jangle" was firmly centre stage.
24), the hurdy-gurdy and its place in German culture gives way to ruminations on possible parallels between the jingle-jangle of Bob Dylan's tambourine man and Schubert's hurdy-gurdy man.
ARMED with his trusty 12-string Rickenbacker guitar, Roger McGuinn - as part of The Byrds (he was also the lead singer) - was responsible for the 'jingle-jangle' sound on such sixties' classics as All I Really Wanna Do, Turn Turn Turn, Eight Miles High, and the definitive version of Bob Dylan's Mr Tambourine Man.
Crosby, who was one of the founding fathers of the West Coast, jingle-jangle sound when with the Byrds, faltered on the odd harmony, but we can forgive him that.
Well, from the indie jingle-jangle of The Only One I Know and the Hammond-driven Country Boy, to the Motown-esque Who We Touch - every song was received like an old friend who had just returned home.
The looped, icy sounds of a mechanical jingle-jangle (bringing to mind the blade) emanated from above.