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Wednesday, June 04, 2008 

Not a jetpack dept.

When I was younger, I read a lot of music criticism. Okay, I read a lot of music criticism now, but back then I read almost entirely about albums I had not heard and could not obtain. Recently I remembered one of those albums, which a positive review somewhere and the album art on allmusic.com had lured me into thinking I should look for it the next time I went to Toronto. I never found it, haven't thought about it in years. Tonight for some reason the artist's name popped into my head; fifteen minutes later, I'm listening to it. You have no idea how surreal that feels.

Geeeeeze, so who is it????????????

A Shocking Hobby, by Speedy J. And old techno record. Not something you'd enjoy, I'm willing to bet!

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