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Who gives a fuck?

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About collectors?

Nah.

I like the motherfuckers who take the shit out and play it and get peanut butter on the insert and dance like loons to it and tell their friends about this great new tune and leave CDs laying out on the coffee table for instant gratification when they want to hear "that tune".

People who embalm this music as fast as it's created should be shot.

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

The thread makes me cry.

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Get Your War On

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I like the motherfuckers who take the shit out and play it and get peanut butter on the insert and dance like loons to it and tell their friends about this great new tune and leave CDs laying out on the coffee table for instant gratification when they want to hear "that tune".

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You just like people to see that scary-guy avatar, huh?

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

Bunner, what's wrong with Polka?

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“It is only with the heart that one sees rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” - The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (1945)

Ummm...

Polka?

Not a damn thing.

Great to dance to, apparently.

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

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Collectors

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Gah! I was with you until the P.B.

But in the case, right? Please say in the case.

I'm an obsessive, not an elitist (anybody with more than one Hall and Oates record in his collection cannot be an elitist) or a collector. Music is my oxygen, my breakfast/lunch/dinner, my reason for continuing existence. An amazing song is like an amazing orgasm, only without the mess. Yes, I like a lot of obscure indie shit, but because I like it, not to be different. I also like a lot of commercial shit (I own a goddamn Kylie Minogue single, people). Labels are mildly useful (ie, if it's "grindcore," chances are really good I'm not gonna like it... but I don't go out buying everything labelled "indiepop" either). Indie vs. major? Doesn't matter if you're a listener.

Maybe I should quit before I start foaming at the mouth and screaming about the purity of 7" vinyl, how the old Sarah catalogue needs to be re-released, and how much I goddamnmotherfuckingshitcock LOVE Talulah Gosh...

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I has a flavor!

That reminds me of an old interview with British writer/label head Matt Haynes, where he opined that great records should be listened to once, thoroughly enjoyed, then thrown out the window. While I don't agree with him in practice, I like the spirit of the statement. A great pop song should be of the "now," it should make you dance, make you sing, make you think, make you cry. It shouldn't collect dust on a shelf (yeah, please ignore the over 1,000 CDs, 500 LPs, 200 7"s and 500 cassettes sitting behind me as I type this) or exist in a museum. It should be enjoyed. Music is visceral. If it doesn't make you feel, what use is it?

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I has a flavor!