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The keypad beeped softly as the astronomer keyed in the coordinates. It was deepest darkest night on the altiplano, the stars above an unfamiliar configuration for those born to northern skies. The physicist tapped their pencil against their favorite clipboard (the metal one), the coffee-stained papers clipped to it showing the revised calculations for the Hole In The Sky. Over the tinny intercom, hacked because both had forgotten to bring a speaker, a particularly ironic song choice began to play, making them instinctively share a knowing glance.

The keypad beeped softly as the astronomer keyed in the coordinates. It was deepest darkest night on the altiplano, the stars above an unfamiliar configuration for those born to northern skies. The physicist tapped their pencil against their favorite clipboard (the metal one), the coffee-stained papers clipped to it showing the revised calculations for the Hole In The Sky. Over the tinny intercom, hacked because both had forgotten to bring a speaker, a particularly ironic song choice began to play, making them instinctively share a knowing glance.
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SongArtistNotes
Futurism
Deerhunter
Deerhoof. That was the other Deer band.
Desaparecido
Manu Chao
The live version
Ride Your Donkey
Joe Strummer
Originally by The Tennors
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Ain't It Weird
The Goodnight Loving
A reminiscent waltz
Mr. Blue Sky
Weezer
Originally by Electric Light Orchestra
Pousada Do Amor
Les Hommes
Music for the rain
Gigantic
Pixies
What a gas it was to see him
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Everybody's Happy Nowadays
Tijuana Panthers
The Kinks' prediction came true
Hourglass
Kim Lenz
So sultry
Good Night Amanes
Shantel
Sunset amongst the minarets
Ebrio de Sinrazón
Bersuit
Argentinian superstars
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You're The One To Be Sorry
Stubborn All-Stars
Old, but not that old
This Is Sally Hatchet
Father John Misty
Looping chordals
Rose Parade
Elliott Smith
Swan song
Vertical Lives
pApAs fritAs
Only geodesic domes can save us now
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Check The Weather
Pavo Pavo
Such a smooth hook
Vision Of Sin
Evolfo
Moving fast
Breaking Point
The Specials
That old spooky vibe
Hang It on Your Wall
Woods
A heady mindtrip
Nobody Home
Dead Meadow
Odd meters
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Maddox Creek
The Transgressors
Two step funtime
Happy Rolling Cowboy
The Holy Modal Rounders
An unmistakable sound
I Walk The Line
Leonard Nimoy
Dang
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Big Fat Slob
Nathaniel Saunders
Caribbean banjo
Time Flies
Phonoroid
Tentative vocalizing
Another Day Slips Away
R. Stevie Moore
Sisyphean
The Greatest
They Might Be Giants
14 of 14
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Boriska
The Claypool Lennon Delirium
Quite epic
Girlpool
Swamp and Bay
Swerving at the last minute
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Sometimes
Larkin Poe
Familiar sampling
Sycophant
Lisa Germano
So close to psychopath
Ballad Of Zelda
Kenny Howes
Pet sounds
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Creepin Up The Backstairs
The Fratellis
Pounding hammers
Motor City Steel
The Dandy Warhols
Sounds like the Nails
I See You Baby
Groove Armada
As seen on TV
Canary In A Coalmine
The Police
So afraid to catch a dose of influenza
— • BREAK • —
Somos Chulas (No Somos Pendejas)
Downtown Boys
Pay them heed
I Remember
Jungle Brothers
Dig the beats
Nardwuar Vs. Rahzel
The Evaporators
Sound like a broke shaver! Canadian Ebonics!
Someday Someway
Marshall Crenshaw
My first CD
— • BREAK • —
The Bevel Collector
Alex Arrowsmith
Go somewhere else if you need a right angle
Insanely Jealous
The Soft Boys
A jittering anxiety
Miss Happiness
Walt Mink
Underappreciated
What Is Fight Club?
The Dust Brothers
Don’t talk about it
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