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Saturday, June 18, 2011

Do you find this happens all the time?

It's one of those Grant-Lee Phillips, Civil Wars, Aimee Mann, Smiths, Feisty, Swell Season-swell days.

Age of Consent, Grant-Lee Phillips

Thieves, She & Him

Two Tongues, Swell Season

Falling, The Civil Wars

Train Song, Ben Gibbard & Leslie Feist

One Voice, The Wailin' Jennys

The Moth, Aimee Mann

Asleep, The Smiths

Poison & Wine, The Civil Wars

You Are Here, The Wailin' Jennys

Diamond and a Tether, Death Cab for Cutie

I Feel It All, Feist

One Fast Move, Jay Farrar & Ben Gibbard

Deeper Well, The Wailin' Jennys



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