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            <title>Rhymes With Five: Ladies love their mamas, too</title>
            <description><![CDATA[As <a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/article/7074/feature/music/the_meaning_of_life">Ben Gibbard ponders the meaning of life</a> in our May issue,
Brian Howe <a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/article/7399/the_nature_of_mother">explores the nature of mother</a> through the song lyrics of rap stars,
indie rockers and, uh, Glen Danzig. Though the most important conclusion I drew from the piece is that I am really glad Danzig is not my son, it also reinforced for me the notion that, much like armpits, everybody has a mom&#8212;and
like armpits, some people&#8217;s moms stink. Like, really stink&#8212;Ghostface Killah&#8217;s mom
beat him for peeing the bed! Harsh, Mama Killah! <br /><br />Quite unlike armpits, though, mothers are the subject of a
few great songs. Iron &amp; Wine&#8217;s &#8220;Upward Over the Mountain&#8221; and Smog&#8217;s &#8220;I
Feel Like The Mother Of The World&#8221; are two of my favorites among the ones Howe
mentions. Of course, it&#8217;s not just men that have immortalized and/or vilified their
mothers in song. Plenty of female musicians have raised a musical glass to the
women they came from (and may or may not, one day, become). Though lacking in
Oedipal awkwardness, these songs still pack a punch.]]></description>
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            <title>Bjork - Wanderlust</title>
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<p>Click above to watch "Wanderlust" from <a href="http://bjork.com/" target="new">Bjork</a>'s album <em>Volta</em>, out now on <a href="http://atlanticrecords.com/" target="new">Atlantic Records</a>.<br /><br />

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<a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/featured_videos/2007/09/bjork-quick-hit-from-acl.html">ACL 2007: Bjork Quick Hit</a><br /></p>]]></description>
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            <title>War and Peace</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3">I am slowly, very slowly, making my way through Leo Tolstoy&#8217;s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">War and Peace</i>. It&#8217;s a daunting task, one I&#8217;ve started before, but this time I&#8217;m determined to make it. Still, several factors make this difficult. </font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000" size="3">First, the names. There are more than 500 characters in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">War and Peace</i>, most of them bearing names like Anya Dmitriovronsky Putinsvetlanaskayaverarovich (who should not be confused with Anya Dmitriovronsky Rasputinsputnikskaya) and, well, the head hurts within a remarkably short period of time. </font></p>]]></description>
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            <title>Love in October - &quot;Petrula the Destroyer&quot;</title>
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<p>Click above to watch "Petrula the Destroyer" from <a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/mt/mt-static/html/www.loveinoctober.com" target="new">Love in October</a>'s new album <em>Pontus, The Devil, and Me</em>, out now from The Musik Group.<br /><br />

<b>Related Links:</b><br />
<a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/votd/view/love_in_october_an_average_idea/">Video of the Day - Love in October - "An Average Idea"</a><br />
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            <title>Dolly Parton - Atlanta, GA - The Fox Theatre - 4/29/08</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="dolly1_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/1000words/dolly1_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="295" width="444" /></span> <div><i>Photos taken at <a href="http://www.foxtheatre.org/">The Fox Theatre</a> by Cory Albertson<br /></i></div>]]></description>
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            <title>Colour Revolt tour diary: 5/6/08</title>
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<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt6_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt6_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="400" width="300" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nothing in God&#8217;s Universe is more
depressing than Vegas in the daytime. We crossed the Mojave desert
and I saw the huge Louie Anderson and Carrot Top billboards and I
quaked and wondered things. What else was there to do but bust out
Woven Hand on the iPod and try to take it head-on, like I was
cavalry-charging Vegas, the Great Beast. I&#8217;ll lose to you,
probably, but only a little.</p>
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            <title>KaiserCartel - &quot;Okay&quot;</title>
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<p>Click above to watch "Okay" from <a href="http://www.kaisercartel.com/" target="new">KaiserCartel</a>'s new record <em>Okay...and other things we feel</em>, out now on <a href="http://www.bluhammock.com/" target="new">Bluhammock Music</a>.<br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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            <title>Centro-Matic/South San Gabriel</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style=""><font size="3"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman">Former Mott the Hoople singer/songwriter Ian Hunter once released an album called <i style="">You&#8217;re Never Alone with a Schizophrenic</i>. It&#8217;s an aphorism that Will Johnson has taken to heart. Johnson is the leader of two bands, <st1:place w:st="on">South San Gabriel</st1:place> and Centro-Matic. Although the bands are (mostly) comprised of the same members, they could not be more different. <st1:place w:st="on">South San Gabriel</st1:place> plays sprawling, ruminative folk and alt-country; music dominated by acoustic guitars, cellos, and atmospheric pedal steel. Centro-Matic plays loud, distorted, lo-fi rock &#8216;n roll, a sort of Guided by Voices meets Modest Mouse mashup. And, just to keep things interesting, Johnson also occasionally records under his own name. <o:p></o:p></font></font></font></span></p>
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            <title>Iron Man</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34);"><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The appeal of superheroes and superhero movies basically escapes me. I never wanted to fly or leap tall buildings in a single bound. Belch and talk at the same time, sure, at least when I was 11. But I've honestly never given much thought to what the world might be like if I had superpowers. Hence I probably have little interest in watching guys in capes defeat nefarious criminals. In general, guys in capes scare me. I remember Genesis and Yes from the early '70s.<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><!--IBF.ATTACHMENT_173102-->]]></description>
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            <title>Mixel Pixel - &quot;Fake Girlfriend&quot;</title>
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<p>Click above to watch "Fake Girlfriend" from <a href="http://www.mixelpixel.com/" target="new">Mixel Pixel</a>'s new album <em>Let's Be Friends</em>.<br /><br /></p>]]></description>
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            <title>Mason Jennings - 5/4/08 - Nashville, Tennessee</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="evel_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/evel_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="354" width="444" /></span>I am looking down at a passing train on a Sunday morning from a bridge in Nashville.<br /><br />Trains were once the new imagery of a powerful, new world. A force of progress cutting across countrysides bringing new cultures together and opening a route of escape for those unsatisfied with their lives. Song imagery using trains was representative of that force. Now trains have taken a new roll in our collective consciousness. Somehow they still evoke escape or power but, as the information age whirs up around them, they more often represent imminence or memory and the fading of all temporal things. The sound of change on the backside of the moment. Distance. From the past and from our dreams. ]]></description>
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            <title>Colour Revolt: 5/2/08</title>
            <description><![CDATA[
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Certainly, but I&#8217;m getting ahead of myself. When we landed blissful
and exhausted in San Diego, our first move was to hit up the
world-famous San Diego Zoo. Incredible. We saw a polar bear try his
damndest to retrieve a red ball lodged in an underwater crevice in
his tank. I watched him for maybe 15 minutes, his huge paw swiping at
the unreachable ball with all the tenacity of a 12-year-old hurling
his dad&#8217;s tennis racket at the football stuck in the uppermost
branch of a front-yard magnolia. The koalas, the baby panda asleep
perched high in the tree, his little Ewok legs dangling&#8212;it was
almost too much. And, oh God, the camels. Let me tell you something
about camels: they&#8217;re huge. Massive. All regal in their gold fur
and boredom. They gave us sideways glances with all the celebrity
disdain of the privileged. They might as well have been ashing their
cigarettes in our faces. Also, a llama sneezed on Jesse, which was
hilarious. And we saw two endangered bears boofing. The female didn&#8217;t
seem too into it, but what can you do when you&#8217;re the last of your
species? It&#8217;s called &#8220;captive breeding,&#8221; and God bless it.</p>
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            <title>Kathleen Edwards - &quot;The Cheapest Key&quot;</title>
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<p>Click above to watch "The Cheapest Key" from <a href="http://www.kathleenedwards.com/" target="new">Kathleen Edwards</a>' new album <em>Asking For Flowers</em>, out now on <a href="http://www.zoerecords.net/" target="new">Zoe Records</a>.<br /><br />

<b>Related Links:</b><br />
<a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/article/1519/feature/music/kathleen_edwards">Feature: Kathleen Edwards: North Americana</a><br />
<a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/article/386/feature/music/these_kids_are_alright">Feature: These Kids Are Alright: Kathleen Edwards</a><br /></p>]]></description>
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            <title>Life Altering Concerts Vol. 1</title>
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<p class="MsoNormal">One thing that amazes my wife is that I can&#8217;t remember to
take out the trash on a regular basis. However, I can easily recall the most
minuscule details when it comes to music.<span style="">&nbsp;
</span>Upon meeting me for the first time, she was slightly intrigued by the
seemingly<span style=""> </span><i>Rainman-esque</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> musical knowledge I possessed, while at the same
time frightened by the method in which I cataloged my CD collection. (For those
keeping score at home, it's left to right in alphabetical order, and if there
are multiple CDs for an artist, then the second level of sorting is in
chronological order. That is, left to right by oldest to most recent. Think
Shrevie from the movie </span><i>Diner</i><span style="font-style: normal;">.)<br /></span></p>

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            <description><![CDATA[We all have &#8216;em. Admit it. You do too. It&#8217;s not as big a problem with
iPods, unless you happen to share your playlists with your friends. But
with vinyl albums and CDs, they&#8217;re out there for all the world to see,
displayed on the shelves. So if you&#8217;re like me, you do what any
self-respecting music lover would do: you hide them behind various
kitschy knickknacks and brick-a-brack that your wife purchased at
vintage stores, and you hope that no one looks behind the lava lamp.
Let&#8217;s just say that there are certain albums that push the Hopelessly
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