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We Need More Guns
Bleeding hearts and their lambs: Thanks for letting me know about the great things going on at this station ("Savage Station," Bob Norman, September...
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You could finish repaving Clematis Street with all the hyphens: Happy Anarchy is the indie-brass-pub-emo-anthem-jam-rock band you've always craved but never thought possible....
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Anyone vaguely familiar with the rules of golf knows that you may not improve your lie, ground your club in a sand trap, or -- most grievous of all -- subtract strokes from...
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Marlins pray for playoffs
FRI 9/30
This wasn't supposed to be the Atlanta Braves' year. They didn't have the bats, they didn't have the bullpen, and as they sat near the...
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On the short-lived but fruitful 1982 TV show Police Squad (which spawned three movies and countless replicants), the character of Johnny was an informant to whom not only cops...
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Into the Blue offers precisely what one would expect from the director of Blue Crush and the writer of Torque: beautiful stupidity. Its every frame dripping from a noxious...
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And pray to the Wrong-Eyed Jesus
THU 9/29
Amid the calamitous ruins left by Hurricane Katrina, there's one cover that should have been blown off long ago -- New Orleans'...
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Though techno elitists constantly write breakbeat off as lightweight tripe, the backlash hasn't fazed DJ Icey and Baby Anne one bit. Ten years on, these two Florida-grown club...
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It's always hard to pan an earnest film, especially one by a first-time director. And The Prize Winner of Defiance, Ohio, a plucky striver if there ever was one, can't find a...
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By Jason Budjinski, Lewis Goldberg, Tim Hammill and Jake Smith Published:
September 29, 2005
Feel the wrath of Lewis Black
SAT 10/1
Listening to an angry 57-year-old white guy shout obscenities about his discontent with pretty much every aspect of Western...
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Takk..., the title of Sigur Rós' new album, means thanks in Icelandic. Perhaps it signifies gratitude to fans for not falling asleep over the course of their last two...
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You have to automatically concede a certain amount of praise for the massive imaginative output in Princess Superstar's My Machine, a dystopic, sci-fi hip-hop concept album...
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Something like an Amazonian leprechaun, Curumin is a mythical jungle troublemaker in the guise of a feral child. His favorite tactic was misdirection -- with his feet facing...
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Your biggest concern after listening to Get Some is whether your shower ought to be hot or cold. Kicking up a miasma of filthy noise and musky lust, Nashville Pussy's fourth...
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For too long now, the "mall" punk aesthetic has reigned over a genre whose very definition rebels against the corporate America that has commercialized it and packaged it for...
