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Intro: "8:15 to Nowhere" (edit) by Vicious Pink, from 8:15 to Nowhere 12-inch single (Play It Again Sam, 1988)
Pack a lunch and strap yourselves in, kiddies. This was a favorite among certain defunct dancers from the dance we once knew, long ago and oh so far away
"Map Ref 41N 93W" by My Bloody Valentine, from Whore (WMO, 1996)
MBV does Wire. This one just escalates out of control, ever upward... We tried to do that a few times and it wasn't very attractive.
"Untitled" by Yellow Swans, from
Bring the Neon War Home (Narnack, 2004)
Not the above with a perilous blood disorder, but sort of jaundiced nonetheless. But Gabe is so cute, so that's okay.
"Lost My Sight" by Indian Jewelry from
Invasive Exotics (Monitor, 2006)
Yesyesyes: even more of these kids, who really make loud really yummy again. We're scared to see them live, because of course everyone knows how shy we are. Could get right out of hand quickquickquick. or slowslowslow...
"Queenie" by Ethyl Meatplow from Happy Days, Sweetheart (Chameleon, 1993)
Watch the video here , then copy the costumes very faithfully for you next 'casual Friday' at the office... They do a bang-up job of "Close to You," which you alreadu know if you know such things.
"Seagull" by Ride, from Nowhere (Reprise/WEA, 1990)
Predictable, perhaps. But one of the canonical tunes, and an evergreen on the Victrola up here at the Treehouse.
"Violent Past" by Low, from
Drums and Guns (Sub Pop, 2007)
Oh, heavens. Brand new and twice as noisy as anything we'd hoped for from these, our favorite Deluthians. They just get weirder and more delectable as they go along, and we're most pleased about that. Their wondrous new disc is out in March. You'll be hearing a lot more of it here as the days pass, naturally.
"Boredom with God On NoiseBoretafari" by the Boredoms, from Pop Tatari (Very Friendly, 2006)
It just wouldn't be HB without folks speaking in tongues.
"We Love You" by the Psychedelic Furs, from The Psychedelic Furs (Columbia, 1980)
As the saying goes: Oh well, yes, we do.