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Nothing At All

Tue. August 26, 2025 9pm - 12am (KAFM Grand Junction)

The aleatory nature of playlist selection for The Lacking Organization means all-instrumental sets are rare, so having two in one show definitely merits a mention in the show notes. Tonight’s highlight is Mac DeMarco, whose new album provides the perfect soundtrack for this particularly floaty stage of summer.

The aleatory nature of playlist selection for The Lacking Organization means all-instrumental sets are rare, so having two in one show definitely merits a mention in the show notes. Tonight’s highlight is <strong>Mac DeMarco</strong>, whose new album provides the perfect soundtrack for this particularly floaty stage of summer.
Mac DeMarco
SongArtistNotes
Letterbox
OK GO
Originally from They Might Be Giants
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Nothing At All
Mac DeMarco
Quirky pluckings
The Kindest Cut
Ultra Vivid Scene
The gentlest of cruelties
My Scratched CD of a Brain
Walter Mitty and His Makeshift Orchestra
Feeling seen
Collideascope
The Dukes Of Stratosphear
So many colors
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Dead
Black Honey
Towering guitar structures
Portions For Foxes
Rilo Kiley
Give me the bad news
Runaways
The Photon Band
The evening approaches
Wave Of Mutilation (Purple Tape Version)
Pixies
Somewhat familiar
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Highway Man
The New Eves
Relentless
From Blown Speakers
The New Pornographers
Crackling out
Playing Classics
Water From Your Eyes
Electrical analysis
Turn Me On
The Shivas
Quick blast
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Witness
The Wood Brothers
Record your impressions
As Scared as Can Be
Sydney Sprague
Rolling in
Hanging by the Roots
Amigo the Devil
Dust yourself off
Start Button
2 Many DJs
Itching to press it
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The Night Before
The Black Keys
A grandiose excursion
Devil In Disguise
Rex Tycoon
Quite the brute
Pocket of Gold
The Ghouls
Wailing and chugging
mangetout
Wet Leg
At their most adorable
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Blue Demon
The Voidz
Gimme the vocoder
The Hotel Family Affair
Lusk
It’s a weird atmosphere
White Horses
Wolf Alice
Very medieval
Buzzkill
His Lordship
Such a downer
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So Much Better
Dean Johnson
Since I had my mind erased
Care Less
Superchunk
Still white hot
Right Now
Dirty Projectors Feat. Syd
Fractured romance
60 Cycle
Marble Party
Building up to it
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Sabor A Mi
The Quiets
A well-done standard
Enemy Approaching
Metalunas
Mutant surf rock
I'd Better Not
Mitchell Froom
Yeah, reconsinder
Keep Them Alive
The Spinto Band
Resuscitation is called for
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Dead Silence
Frankie and the Witch Fingers
New traditionalists
GLASS WINDOW
Thee Oh Sees
Making it clear
Gang of 3
Kinski
Assembled from parts
Reverberotic
Alison Goldfrapp
Feel the throbbing
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Sauerschnauze
Bodenstandig 2000
Something about a baseball cap?
The Bavarian
Shibboleth
Do not cross paths
Tropica
Moonbuggy
Rolling through the craters
Hard Petting
Tipsy
Gettin’ horny
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Chucha (feat. Son Rompe Pera, Joan as Police Woman, Otim Alpha, A. Diarra, O. Hié, M. Hié & Mexican Institute of Sound)
Africa Express
Get alert
Bossa Pre Due
Nicola Conte
Travel the world
Dub Inspector
Adrian Sherwood
Graded A+
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Clouds Full Of Rest
The Multi S
Exploring the mesosphere
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