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Review: WWF SummerSlam ’89
This being an absolutely frigid week in Los Angeles, I think we should turn our focus to the warm, summer months. Specifically, I am thinking about the month of August. That is…
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Jean-Fran̤ois Laporte РSoundmatters
“Those artists, musicians, misanthropes, and just plain weirdos who not only exist musically on the fringes but have planted their entire existence on the edge have long been the greatest inspirations of…
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SUNDAY CRAP TAPE – NUMBER 1
Step aside, music fans! You are not going to want to listen to this mix tape. I usually collect the music for the Sunday Mix Tapes over the course of the week.…
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Top Ten Top Ten Top Tens! of 2008!(Ten)
Ah, December. The final month of the year. It contains the festival of Hanukkah, sometimes! For journalists — and to a lesser extent their retarded cousins, bloggers — December is a time…
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The Fall – Slates
“Originally released in a time when “neither an EP nor an LP” was different and not a marketing gimmick, 1981’s Slates was issued as a 10″, but its six tight songs didn’t…
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A Triumphant Return To Joshua Tree
Louise is returning to Denmark on Sunday. Nicci and I decided that she needed to experience Joshua Tree before her departure. Shortly before noon we three intrepid souls departed from Echo Park…
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Ralph Lundsten – Ölskog
This one passed through my hands at work the other day, so I figured I would do my part and share the love, because it is amazing. As soon as I found…
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Sunday Mix Tape – Number 122
I’m in a rotten mood tonight. I don’t want to talk about it. Everything just kind of sucked at work today, which is ironic considering it’s supposed to be such a low-stress…
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Top Ten Negative Reader Comments Of 2008
Ah, December. The final month of the year. It contains the festival of Hanukkah, sometimes! For journalists — and to a lesser extent their retarded cousins, bloggers — December is a time…