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Like... that is easily 200% better than last year's lineup. They really outdid themselves if this is true.
 
Looks like considerably more bands than last year, too, which is the only thing that makes me wary.
 
Yeah that is waaaay too many acts for lolla. Looks like that might be some internal wishlist and not a final one.

No it is not...Quick count shows 96 bands. Last year they had 103 bands. Perry's shows 22, while Perry's had 25 last year.
 
My cousin just posted a pic of her and Jenn Wasner from Wye Oak chilling at an Orioles game. Ridiculous.
 
My cousin just posted a pic of her and Jenn Wasner from Wye Oak chilling at an Orioles game. Ridiculous.

You need to make her hit on the dude in Wye Oak. He's multi-talented. When we saw him play, Townie surmised that he might be playing the snare drum with his dick.

(He was, in fact, playing like 3 instruments at the same time)
 
On the way back now. Any concerns about how they sound live are exaggerated. The Alabama Shakes fucking rock. Brittany can do anything she wants with her voice. This will sound cliche, but they seamlessly fuse rock, blues, rockabilly, and mostly, some southern gospel and soul. There is no limit to what this band could do. What a performance.
 
I gotta agree. I wouldn't call it mind blowing, but they could be special in a few years time.
 
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Through mostly vacant streets
A baker from the outskirts of his town
Earned his living peddling sweets
From a ragged cart he dragged around
The clever fox crept close behind
And kept an ever-watchful eye
For a chance to steal a ginger spice cake
Or a boysenberry pie

Looking down was the hungry crow
“When the time is right, I’ll strike
And condescend to the air below
And take whichever treat I like.”
The moment the baker turned around
To shoo the fox off from his cart
The crow swooped down and snatched
A shortbread cookie and a German chocolate tart

Using most unfriendly words
That the village children had not yet heard
The baker shouted threats by canzonette
To curse the crafty bird
“You rotten wooden mixing spoon!
Why you midnight winged raccoon!
You’d better bring those pastries back
You no-good burned-black macaroon!”

The fox approached the tree
Where the bird was perched, delighted in his nest
“Brother crow, don’t you remember me?
It’s your old friend Fox with a humble request.
If you could share just a modest piece,
Seeing as how I distracted that awful man.”
This failed to persuade the bird in the least
So the fox rethought his plan

“Then if your lovely song would grace my ears
Or to even hear you speak
Would ease my pains and fears.”
The crow looked down with a candy in his beak
“Your pearls of wisdom, my good crow,
What a paradise they bring!”
This flattery pleased the insecure bird
So he opened his mouth and began to sing

“Your subtle acclamation’s true!
Best to give praise where praise is due.
Every rook and jay in the Corvidae’s
been raving about me too.
They admire me, one and all.
Must be the passion in my caw!
My slender bill known through the escadrille
My fierce commanding claw!”

I got a walnut brownie brain
And molasses in my veins
Crushed graham cracker crust
My powdered sugared funnel cake cocaine
Let the crescent cookie rise
These carob colored almond eyes
Will rest to see my cashewed princess
In the swirling marble sky
Will rest upon the knee,
Where all divisons cease to be
A root beer float in our banana boat
Across the tapioca sea.
When letting all attachments go
Is the only prayer we know
May it be so, may it be so, may it be so, oh.
 
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