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Running Like A River

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There wasn’t enough room on the narrow boat for the botanist to take out a handkerchief and wipe their brow. The square head vessel, slicing through the water on its way to the Phong Dien Floating Market, looked to be laden with mangos, but that was a ruse. The pyramids that piled the boat only a had a skin a single mango deep. Underneath were piles of something with about the same density as mangos, but much much more valuable. The captain twisted the knob on the cabin radio on hearing some narcopolka, the device’s limited capacity making the sound increase not in volume, only in distortion. The sun sparkled off the water, a thousand heat lasers evading the shade thrown by the wide straw hats they wore.

There wasn’t enough room on the narrow boat for the botanist to take out a handkerchief and wipe their brow. The square head vessel, slicing through the water on its way to the Phong Dien Floating Market, looked to be laden with mangos, but that was a ruse. The pyramids that piled the boat only a had a skin a single mango deep. Underneath were piles of something with about the same density as mangos, but much much more valuable. The captain twisted the knob on the cabin radio on hearing some narcopolka, the device’s limited capacity making the sound increase not in volume, only in distortion. The sun sparkled off the water, a thousand heat lasers evading the shade thrown by the wide straw hats they wore.
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SongArtistNotes
Running Like A River
Telekinesis
Sunny and shiny
Rushing the Acid Frat
Stephen Malkmus
So lackadaisical
Theme #1
Pom Poko
An appropriate opening
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Whatever Forever
Sego
Dark driving
Disobey
POW!
Hitting you in the face
Turncoat
Imperial Wax
Heavy beating
Dead And Drugged
Beekeeper
The buzz of Manhattan
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My Mood Ring
Orange Hat
The powerest of pops
Waking Up Alone
The Get Up Kids
A bit of an 8-bit
Free Peepshow
Fallopian
The math works out
Wandering Star
Portishead
Bass chords and black coffee
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Only You
Anemone
Dig the Stereolab influence
She's Like A Rainbow
Cub
A little less psychedelic
Fine
The Woolly Bushmen
Bouncy and happy
Sir Rockaby
Frank Black
The far more obscure version
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Doin' Denim
Okey Dokey
Do the swoopy
Secret Agent Love
Fastball
At a breakneck pace
Everybody’s Trying To Be My Villain
Golden Shoulders
Such unsung genius
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Immigrant Child
Shantel
Somewhere between ska and polka
Blue Eyed Black Boy
Balkan Beat Box
That beat
Bloodless
Andrew Bird
Change of pace
Sparks
hollAnd
You kick out sparks
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Duchess
Boss Hog
You alright
Cobwebs
Frankie and the Witch Fingers
Suspended disbelief
Eight
Heavy Vegetable
Who has the meter?
Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
Tom Lehrer
Life is skittles and life is beer
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Highway A Go Go
Zoobombs
What speed limit?
100,000 Fireflies
Superchunk
Originally by the Magnetic Fields
9-4-9
Quintron
From deep in the cave
Make Me STiNKED
The Flamenco A Go Go
Nanananana
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Persecuta
Frikstailers
Get friki
Old Tale
Surf Günz
A legend ancient and true
Half-Empty Halls
The Evaporators
Sooner or later
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Hitsville U.K.
The Clash
When they were feeling Motown
Oral History Of Silk Road 1
John Vanderslice
Sounds like science fiction
Directly From My Heart
Holly Golightly & Dan Melchior
Ornery drawling
Medicine Man (feat. Ella Thompson)
The Bamboos
Time for your shots
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It's Neverending
The Rondelles
Three people, four instruments
Bicycle Kid
The Jazz Butcher
Had a rabbit that died
Funky Duck
Vulfpeck
The funkiest
Target You By Feel
Oranger
Be my neither be my nor
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I Am A Scientist
Guided By Voices
From the beginning
Too Much Information
The Police
Now with 3,000% more information
Pink Lemonade
Daddy Long Legs
Tangy like sumac
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Xavi
Snarky Puppy
Cop jazz
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