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Elegy with Records on the Doorstep
The old music still filled pits in him like sawdust and wood glue do a nail hole. The songs didn’t say anything new over the years, but they provided home when he missed it.
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Swinging Modern Sounds #68: A Way of Life
The thing about Scott Tuma is: the immense pathos of the recordings… Almost no one, frankly, is allowed to sound this sad and continue to have a musical career.
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Wanted/Needed/Loved: Mary Timony’s Exquisite Corpses
The stuff I’ve saved over the years aren’t just mementos of the past. They’re also reflections of the memories my friends and I have made together.
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Origin Stories
In the Basement Era all you needed was a steady hand, a screwdriver, some Scotch tape, and the nerve to believe that a cassette tape could be broken into…