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I saw a link to this article from the Washington Post about how they got a brilliant musician to play in a metro station for a morning and see if anybody noticed. It’s a fun read. What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. – from “Leisure,” [...]

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The opening lines of a song I listened to on the train today: I don’t miss where I came from But each night I dream about being back home When I wake up in the morning I’m too tired, tired of being alone

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I wonder if I will ever listen to Sufjan Stevens‘ Illinois (wikipedia, metacritic) album without feeling incredibly nostalgic. Ah, 2005. It was a good year. (what the hell, nostalgic for two years ago, at my age?)

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I’m reminded again of that quote from High Fidelity (I don’t remember how true to the book this bit was): What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening [...]

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I was listening to Snow Patrol’s Final Straw on the train home today. It brought back a bunch of memories from school as I was listening. I first heard of them because I saw a quote of one of their songs in somebody else’s AIM profile, or maybe it was an away message, I don’t [...]

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