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Saturday, 27 September 2008
In case you're wondering ...
... what happened to this week's final song of the day: I'm recording it for you. Right now.
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- At the bar with Regina Spektor
- Distinctively enormous (vocals): Shannon Wright
- If the Beach Boys had sung about rape and abortion...
- Rounding up: week 3
- Get violent with Rose Kemp. Ooh. Cheap.
- Three shots to the head: Okkervil River
- Ally Craig Will Make You Cool
- Plaintive ballad meets Kung Fu Fighting: Ben Folds
- From Brutal Assaults to Bathetic Handclaps: Ally C...
- Fucked-up, poker-faced Sinead O'Connor: Ultralash
- Rounding up: week 2
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- Indie fans: lazy, stingy, selfish and mean-spirited
- A Heath Robinson Nick Cave: Thomas Truax
- How triangulation ought to be: Dresden Dolls
- Jam With Bits In: Deerhoof
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