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Do you ever go through your music collection and happen upon an album whose purchase, in retrospect, is totally inexplicable? You literally utter an inward groan of disgust at your own bad taste?
A few of mine:
Venus Hum
Pedro the Lion
Luscious Jackson
French Kicks
Jets to Brazil
Alkaline Trio
Far
Semisonic (this deserves self-flagellation)
There are surely many more, but I suspect I'm mentally repressing them.
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