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Mirror/Dash - I Cannae be Bought
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Polvo - Cor-crane Secret
first time I've spun it and found it to be thoroughly decent.. slight inebriation helps |
Crooked Rain (2)
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Gavin Friday-Shag Tobacco
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Awesome, I want to hear this. I've heard a few songs of theirs, fucking BRILLIANT. |
Microfilm - Johnny & Barbara
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it is, all that and more!! actually, i scored the white vinyl version. |
Pink Floyd - Ummagumma
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the jesus & mary chain-the complete john peel sessions
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![]() The debut album from Seattle, WA's Snowdrift. Beautifully understated, melancholic songwriting with the haunting atmospheres of Low, the dream-like fog of Mazzy Star and the intimate chamber resonance of maybe Amber Asylum or Neurot Recordings artists Bee & Flower. A wonderfully personal and introspective voyage into candlelit, nocturnal listening.. Rather lovely, says I. |
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Dead Kennedys - 1979-Nov-19 Earth Tavern, Portland OR (early show)
seems appropriate for today. |
Muck-Dino is in my head now.
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I'm listening to all my SY discography conveniently randomized by my Windows Media Player. Couldn't sleep all night, so it just seemed proper to toss in bed while listening to something uplifting (well sometimes...)
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12:54:51
That's all I got. |
And at last I decided to really DO something. Albeit I ended up writing here. Hehe.
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Thurston Moore - Black Weeds/White Death
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That's the Cassette release one isn't it? Opinions?
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Pretty heavy solo drone shizzle.. ultra abrasive.. sounds like Flipped Out Bride's amphetamine-fuelled honeymoon of debauchery.. |
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it's the small victories like that which keep me going
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Stars of the Lid - And Their Refinement of Decline
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The cool stuff sarramkrop posted in The Velvet Underground thread.
Thanks again! :) |
Ah here you are!
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