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week 25 | EPs by together PANGEA

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We saw together PANGEA last night in Portland and they never cease to disappoint. One of the best acts in the garage punk game. They played all the hits and it was a rad time (we played and acoustic version of “Offer” at our wedding earlier this year, so I may be biased but they really do literally physically metaphorically rock). This week, I’m going to listen to their last several EPs…

Sleeping Til Sunset (Acoustic Versions):

Non Stop Paranoia:

Dispassionate:

I’m stoked (I have been into Dispassionate since it came out but I missed the others in the past year or so). Here we go.

week 20 | u.f.o.f. by big thief

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This week we are swinging back to an indie rock vibe with Big Thief’s recent album U.F.O.F. It is exactly the slowed down head-space I need to get into to reset after a pretty nutso week (re:leaving Omaha, driving 25 hours solo, returning and settling back into Portland, family visiting time, etc.).

It’s dreamy surreal darkness is the misty overcast blanket my brain needs. I’m here for it.

week 19 | britney spears' discography

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This week I am moving/driving to Portland, OR, which means I will have 25 very long and very free hours to listen to all the podcasts and music I can lay my ears on. That said, I have decided that my “album of the week” will actually be a “discography of the week”…

I am deep-diving into the full discography of the one and only Miss Diva Kween Britney Spears! Very excited for this week, as I’m obviously very familiar with the early albums and the big hits, but there are a lot of deep cuts that I know I have never heard. It’s gonna get weird. It’s gonna get emotional. It’s gonna get bitchy.

Let’s go.

week 14 | dig me out by sleater-kinney

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I’ve dabbled with Sleater-Kinney’s back-catalog here and there, but have never taken the leap. First and foremost, I fucking love Carrie Brownstein. She is my indie queen and even though I read her book, I have more history on the band than knowledge of their music.

Second, we are moving back to Portland in about a month and to get me back in that Pacific Northwest grungy, punky headspace, I’m listening to the band’s third album from 1997, Dig Me Out.

I’m stoked and anyways, yass….here I go.