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I get sucked into the shuffle moment as well, craving that jam that makes my legs pump the fastest on my bike. But Charles is right, there’s something special too, that feeling that’ll never leave me, where I pop a record on and I just can’t turn it off. There are a few of these
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The album that means the most to me, and the one I most enjoy hearing sequentially, is The Beatles. Double album, all-white cover, early pressings individually numbered. Its authors were big for awhile, but not built for the long haul. Drugs and dissonant temperaments. Happens. The whys and wherefores of my choice follow. Eventually. Every
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Every morning for the last nine days on my subway commute, I’ve been listening to Ani Difranco’s 1996 record Dilate, which is her most devastating, most lonely (and still best-selling) album. I can do this because I’m a crazy, rabid, overdoing-it kind of fan. I have 24GB of Ani’s music on my laptop. (Most of
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I’ve gotten some great essays back from people about albums they love to listen to straight through, and I’ll start posting them throughout the week. If you want to participate, there’s still time! Send your essay to me. First up: Hounds of Love – Kate BushBy Collin Kelley I succumbed to the digital age of
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Album of the Year Tegan and Sara, SainthoodMusic Math: Indigo Girls – earnestnessBest Tracks: “Arrow,” “Hell,” “Alligator”Representative Lyrics: “Would you take a straight and narrow / critical look at me / Would you tell me tough-love style / put judicial weight on me?”Notes: Pumping up their folky sensibility with more ambitious production, louder guitars, and
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I’m going to see Liz Phair this weekend. I’m really excited. It’s my favorite DC venue: the 9:30 club. It’s small, very intimate. The last time I saw Liz Phair was in 1999. She played at the University of Minnesota, where I was about to graduate. The student activities committee brought her in–the “Major Events”
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