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Do I mind — do I mind the guaranteed dazzle of my days, the way I surge from one proud eminence to another, the way my life has always pounded through the unequal landscape about us on arrow-straight, slick silvery rails? I hold my eye in the glass — funny feeling: it's always nice; we have a good time together (it's like catching nature rhyming.) I suppose it's a gift, like any other, and the inordinately gifted have always had a certain dread of their own genius. There's a pang in it somewhere... lonely are the beautiful, like the brilliant, like the brave.

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Tuesday June 24, 2008 at 23:08

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The Only 8-Minute Plus Songs I Ever Want To Listen To

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Kashmir, Led Zeppelin

Bad, U2

Girl From the North Country, Secret Machines

Whenever You See Fit, 764-HERO/Modest Mouse

A Quick One While He’s Away, The Who

Eurotrash Girl, Cracker

Stranglehold, Ted Nugent

War Pigs, Ozzy Osbourne

You?

Leaving out repeats, and I also tried to leave out compositional stuff (e.g. the three segments of Menomena’s Under An Hour):

italy, Akron Family
Jack Orion, Bert Jansch
She’s the One, Beta Band
The Crane Wife 1 & 2, The Decemberists (i’ll allow it)
Swans, Islands
Skylon!, Gruff Rhys
Emily, Joanna Newsom (if forced to choose one off that album)
The Past is a Grotesque Animal, Of Montreal

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