July 2011
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The Boston Phoenix Summer Playlist
Mean And Evil//Adeem
Gone Again//Best Coast
Howolding Girls//Birthdays
Everybody Wants A Piece Of My Baby//Bodega Girls
Keep You//Class Actress
After The Moment//Craft Spells
Abducted//Cults
Guillotine//Death Grips
2 Hearts//Digitalism
Too Much MIDI (Please Forgive Me)//Ford & Lopatin
Friend Crush//Friends
Skeleton//The Good Natured
Wait And See//Holy Ghost
Civilization//Justice
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This day last year--
—I was asked to purchase a whole sea bass somewhere on my route to a zombie chef photo shoot.
The sea bass, sadly, went unused, in favor of a poison apple.
pitchfork:
Cut Copy video portrait at the Pitchfork Music Festival by Sanchez and Kitahara.
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Things You Don’t Need Because You’re Not A Kennedy
Patrick Kennedy married Amy Petitgout today, and the happy couple registered here and here. Seems like if they come away with a decent amount of the listed items, they’ll be set up pretty well to start their new life together. Of course, they’d be set anyways because, well, he’s a Kennedy. Not even a Shriver, but a full-blown Kennedy. If just the concept of Patches registering for gifts...
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Boston Named Worst-Dressed City In America →
The article, which names the 40 American cities with the most severe sartorial struggles, places much of the blame for the dishonor on Boston’s extensive population of college students in sweatshirts, leggings and Ugg boots, dressed to “fit in at the country’s largest frat party on Lansdowne behind Fenway.”
“Want in on a little secret? Despite popular belief, you can have it all.”
– My Nestea (natural lemon flavor) bottle
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“Any fool can climb Mt Fuji, and any fool can ignore it. But it takes a special...”
– Bill Fink, “A Special Kind of Fool,” from Lonely Planet’s travel essay collection By the Seat of My Pants.
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[[Lil Wayne vs. Sleigh Bells//”Fireman on...
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That Midnight Train To Alewife: Poets Slam On The... →
Whether it’s the clacking of the Orange Line as it comes above ground or the unmistakable screeching of a B train pulling into Park Street, there’s a rhythm to the T. And public transit in Boston is an emotional experience — an express train can make your day; a missed one can break your heart.
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