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I was listening to Dinosaur Jr. on the downslope. What's his excuse?
I know I'm being manipulated. I know the music is fingering my nostalgia spot with disturbing precision. I know they're on a major label. I know they're from Las Vegas for G-d's sake. But the Killers album is making me very, very happy right now. I mean happy, the sort of bliss that makes all the badness recede behind the seawall while the breath of salt and seaweed lingers.
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