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i live in Seattle and it feels like the only choice you ever have is IPA. When I go to a mariners games, its like ‘Coors Light or IPA’. Even their Blue Moon that they have on tap is the Blue Moon IPA.

What I’m saying is I fucking hate IPA’s.

Right when I turned 21 I would get a 24 pack of Hamm’s for 13.99. My broke friends would come over, ask for a beer, I’d point them to my fully stocked mini fridge, and they would open it and go “oh. never mind.” Damn straight, “never mind.” Get your own beer then. I have no problem with Hamm’s. There’s a good hipster

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Also, here is a beautiful little thing from Sam Cooke. It’s just a tiny scrap of him being asked what “soul” is by a radio interviewer. I think it’s perfect.

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Now it’s hot, and really humid. Time for a NOLA set.

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how many times does she say ‘the right stuff’?

Super pumped to get my World Cup crew band back together for the WWC. Go USA.

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Chris Cornell and Audioslave with “Heaven’s Dead”.

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Shout out to all my friends here :) This was a great weekend, one I never thought would happen in my adult lifetime. Of course, one’s natural reaction is to pull out their favorite novel and hit “repeat” on the ending over and over.

Listened to ‘Live Cream’ last night. On Rollin & Tumblin, I thought, “How many arms does this guy have? Six?

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My 7 yo daughter listenedto The Clash for the first time (as opposed to hearing it. She asked me to put a bunch of it on her tablet. She’s a smart young lady-

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Apparently, this was shot with two cameras. The camera work is terrible, and the video editing is worse. But the sound is good.

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Jeff Buckley at the Glastonbury Festival performing “What Will You Say”, a song he wrote about his absentee father.

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Morrissey and Johnny Marr, better known as The Smiths.

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A little more Axis research left me w/only 1 live pkaying of Little Miss Lover. Strikes me as odd as it is a straight-up rocker

S.L. Price’s Heart of the Game centered on the incident that killed Mike Coolbaugh and the devastating effect it had on Tino Sanchez, the batter whose line drive killed Coolbaugh. Excellent, but very sombering, read.