Once again, no real pattern to these, but some songs came screaming out of left field to run themselves to death in my head. Want one? Here. Take it.
Pets-- Porno for Pyros
Gimme Three Steps-- Lynyrd Skynyrd
Fake Plastic Trees-- Radiohead
Home by the Sea-- Genesis
Brick-- Ben Folds Five
Sample and Hold-- Neil Young
On the Offensive-- From Autumn to Ashes
He's So Gay-- Frank Zappa
Without A Trace-- Soul Asylum
In the eighties, the best way to alienate your record company was by doing something like this. I really liked it then. I still like it. But I understand why most people didn't.
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Sunday, November 18, 2007
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