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Mixtape 223 :: Paige Machine

Packs’ uniquely unbalanced delivery gives me the woozies.

Packs’ uniquely unbalanced delivery gives me the woozies.
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SongArtistNotes
Paige Machine
Packs
Shedding angular velocity
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Goodbye
The Umbrellas
Lovely twee factors
In My Head
The Snitches
Purely imaginary
She Won't Ever Calm Down
Pale Lights
Shooting through the pipeline
Mmhm...
Monsieur LeRoc
Cruising altitude
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End Is Gettin Shaky
J Mascis
A well-worn whine
Dirty Town
Mother Mother
Nobody likes it
I'm Not Your Stepping Stone
Paul Revere & The Raiders
Signal for the mosh pit!
Cool Baby Slut
The Flamenco A Go Go
That’s the best way
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The Usual Thing
Marshall Crenshaw
Only the extraordinary
Photograph
Camper Van Beethoven
Originally from Ringo Starr (and George Harrison)
Goofy S**t
STRFKR
Downright risible
Chem-oo-Chem
Brave Combo
Arabic off-beats
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Take Stuff From Work
King Missile
Stick it to the man
Penetration In The Centrefold
Devo
At their most devolved
Learnin' To Love
Ween
Hick of the litter
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Golden Apples
Country Teasers
The perfect image of mankind
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