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oh god
oh no
oh, oh no, please not again

They’re doing it again. They’re doing football at KU again.

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The millennials have killed before and they will kill again.

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OH GOD HERE HE COMES

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ugh. Yeah. He’s gonna keep sliding. The fucking soccer guy’s going to keep sliding.

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The Tournament of Nations and I have crossed paths.

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Boltman is For Sale. Boltman is For Sale.

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Alright, now it’s starting to hurt

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It struck me recently, as it does every day, that I have awful taste in music. I’ve been asked about it before – how does one get to the point where he’s genuinely pumped up by a 30 year old Italo House track? How does one ignore the years of anti-electronica stigmata surrounding the other music he likes? Did that Whigfield woman really say “I need you inside me tonight?”

I have something to answer for, and an explanation to give. I have a platform under my name and the ability to Post, and I consider it my solemn duty to do so for you today. Here are three albums, all of which are from God’s Genre, “Electronica,” that I apparently care about despite the shame I feel that I should have around them. I should’ve come up with a fancy thing like “The Obscure albums Joe Likes Hall-of-Fame” but I’m just getting to the prose here. This post is All Substance, No Aesthetic and I must get on with it.

Conspiracy to Dance, Urban Hype (1992)

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