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Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
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I am moody.
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[I am not very good at html]
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sometimes i wish... [a blog]
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Wednesday, May 22, 2002
i like to hear some funky dixie-land
the new John Reuben cd is -so- tight. freshest beats yet. innovative, raw, old-school-esque, intricate hip-hop beats with smooth, witty, flowing words. sure it's not anti-pop consortium or soul-junk, but it doesn't need to be. it's kind of a cohesively-lyricked beck that's kinda funny... not as amazing as beck, but more grooveable. good basslines to obnoxiously blast [unless you have no subs like me...]
11:42 PM
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