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Music Listening to the Vigilantes of Love album "Welcome to Struggleville" for the first time in ages. Man this takes me back. This album may be responsible for what I thought rock music should sound like for years, and it may be the reason why I unintentionally sang with some sort of southern accent for 5 years, despite being very much from the North. Listening to the drums rip through "Bitter Price to Pay" brings back of driving my 92 Oldsmobile home from a day at college, taking the back roads, rte 114 through Gorham, down the big hills, all four windows down in the summer, with the CD player turned up loud, singing along. I'm ready for spring now.

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