What a day at the races. We got the local . . .
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By gum, we’ve got ourselves a scene. Sure, it’s been . . .
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Joe Talbot has no idea what he’s talking about. Ultra . . .
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I know I came here to do something. There must’ve . . .
One finds it very hard to not treat the Bent . . .
John Dwyer, extraordinaire-extraordinaire, delivers the first real album from the . . .
The whites in my eyes reflect on the wet smelling . . .
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The Lemon Twigs give us their tired, their poor, Their . . .
Gunshot! Gunshot! Nanoo, Nanoo. What it is? Hip and Heavy, the . . .
Jim James is now Randy Newman. Do with that information . . .
I believe punk has found a rightful home in the Land . . .
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I could stand still for the rest of my life. . . .
If Homer were pushed into a space vacuum by time . . .
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Good guy rock and rollers Rookie release a long-awaited debut . . .
Humor me with a summer day; grassy knolls and bush . . .
On her fourth album, Superstar, Caroline Rose choreographs a glitzy . . .
Australia, world superpower in all things garage and punk, gave . . .
The Strokes don’t wanna be your hero. They’re too nice . . .
Sweden’s Viagra Boys are an undeniably cool outfit that float . . .
ALA.NI brings starlet presence to misconceived miscellanies in her sophomore . . .