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Dead Of Night

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Once above the canopy, it was impossible to see the green-winged hang-gliders that the archeologist and the mercenary had used to enter the Antananarivo bird sanctuary. Going through Customs had been dicey, the parts for the flying machines had been dispersed with various kinds of unassembled patio furniture, but the quality of the materials still stood out. Fortunately, the mercenary had brought up the Madagascar goth metal scene and distracted the functionaries into stamping passports and waving them through. They hadn’t even asked about the Geiger counter.

Once above the canopy, it was impossible to see the green-winged hang-gliders that the archeologist and the mercenary had used to enter the Antananarivo bird sanctuary. Going through Customs had been dicey, the parts for the flying machines had been dispersed with various kinds of unassembled patio furniture, but the quality of the materials still stood out. Fortunately, the mercenary had brought up the Madagascar goth metal scene and distracted the functionaries into stamping passports and waving them through. They hadn’t even asked about the Geiger counter.
Orville Peck
SongArtistNotes
Dead Of Night
Orville Peck
High yodel
Manta Ray
Pixies
So unmastered
White Shoe Blues
The Soft Boys
I have a soft spot for them
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I Got Shit To Lose
John Vanderslice
Off kiltering
Inner Monologue
Panda Bear
Creepy fingerpicking
Ruler Of My Heart
Madder Rose
Going swimmingly
Phosphenes
Emily Reo
Handclaps!
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Lupin 3
Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra
Unstoppable
Love For Money
Cilantro Boombox
Pocket check
Submarine #3
Starlight Mints
Holy shazam
Technicolour Sky
Øzwald
A glorious expanse
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My Relatively Obscure Tastes
Muffulletta
It’s a long list
Mentira
La Dame Blanche
Such lies
Siki, Siki Baba
Kocani Orkestar
Strict strict father
Bang Bang To The Rock N' Roll
Gabin
Sounds like good advice
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Suburban Streetlight Drunk
Telekinesis
It’s the bounce
Inside Your Head
I Am The World Trade Center
A dizzying shuffle
Message of Love
Pretenders
Swoop and dive
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If U Want Me 2 Stay
Pom Poko
Nothing to do with Sly
Clash City Rockers
The Clash
Can’t go wrong
Rainbow Chaser
Nirvana
From 1968
Forget Your Place
Stephen Malkmus
Hypnotic
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Floating Vibes
Surfer Blood
West Palm boys
Ordinary
Jagwar Ma
That new funk
Millvale, PA
Karl Denson's Tiny Universe
It’s a funky town
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Marie Provost
Nick Lowe
She was a winner
What Yer Doing To Me
The Woolly Bushmen
Such a fun disaster
The Devil In Me
John Wesley Harding
We all have one
Nothin' 2 Looz
The Giraffes
Blue Ballew
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Real Life
Cayucas
Get ready to indie dance
Talkin'
Ty Segall
Kind of a drawl
End Of My Rope
Tiny Masters of Today
Kids these days
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Scale It Back ft. Little Dragon (LP VERSION)
DJ Shadow
Transatlantic collaboration
My Love I Love
Bogdan Raczynski
Subtle tinkles
Steady Eddie
Vibes
Cool cool
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Dairy Queen (DJ Donger Jazzy Mix)
Sucka MCs
We can rule the scene
Usti, Usti Baba
Señor Coconut vs. Koçani Orkestar
Redux
The Fruit Man
Ween
The fish is fresh
Crazy Afrobeat
Tony Allen
Unmistakable drumbeat
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Frida
The Minders
Still fresh
Mess Around
Cage The Elephant
Don’t do it
Mr. Xcitement
They Might Be Giants
What a collaboration
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Speechless Drum & Bass (Remixed by Kruder & Dorfmeister)
Count Basic
It’s a haunting twang
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