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Love for Three Cranes.
Went to see this Russian boy band last night.
But the jazz flute makes it classy.
You think you can put all the pop in a box and leave it on the street? No, you cannot. The infectious beats, they are inside you.
Ladies & gentlemen, Godspeed You! Black Emperor’s mixing board has declared its independence. We all are now citizens of the mixing board.
Pulp doesn’t pander, but Jarvis Cocker passed a bottle of Anchor to fans in the first row; read from Ferlinghetti’s translation of Jacques Prévert by way of introducing “This is Hardcore,” then quoted Thornton Wilder and Isaak Dinsen.
So, it was just a pop show.
May as well.
The invention of an instrument so cool that it needn’t be played: a panacea to lazy youths everywhere. No one’ll even care if you can only play the opening bars to “About a Girl.”
Community Thrift, rife with vinyl vampires.
And then you remember Urban Dance Squad.
All this, and hula hoops? It’s just like the tourist agency promised.
Pinback being upstaged by a holy shirt, a shirt possessed of god and glow.
Russians. They are skeptical that you are worth their time, and don’t care if you know it.
And we love them for this.
This new Godspeed lineup is killer, too bad they don’t have a new album.
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