<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653</id><updated>2009-12-21T20:29:37.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mista Smiley Y'all</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>328</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-5127083431256805639</id><published>2008-06-09T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:32:19.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben Folds Five - Ben Folds and Waso Live in Perth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/SE1QSCtdiFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SuVnfYRaQYo/s1600-h/BFc.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209908614832949330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/SE1QSCtdiFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SuVnfYRaQYo/s200/BFc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Collaborations between rock or pop performers and symphony orchestras usually yield little more than bombast and redundancy, but Ben Folds' Live in Perth is a delightful exception. Recorded in 2005 in an outdoor venue (described by Folds as "a luminous green petri dish") in that Australian city, the 80-minute concert finds the singer-songwriter-pianist in the company of conductor Simon Kenway and the Western Australian Symphony Orchestra--not the world's finest classical ensemble, perhaps, but one that's perfectly matched to his quirky, affecting style. Favoring material from his Rockin' the Suburbs and Whatever and Ever Amen CDs, Folds used local musicians for most of the arrangements, with the result that the orchestra enhances the songs rather than merely augmenting them. Most of all, of course, it's the songs themselves that carry the day. There's a hint of Stephen Foster's parlor ballads in Folds' approach, especially the several songs that are in waltz time; there's also an undeniable poignancy to character-driven tunes like "Fred Jones Part 2," "Steven's Last Night in Town," "Boxing" (about sportscaster Howard Cosell, a curious choice of subjects if ever there was one!), and "Not the Same" that's vividly brought to life by WASO's string and percussion sections in particular. By the time you get to "Narcolepsy," the twelfth of the 14 songs performed here and one that features a co-vocal by operatic tenor Stuart Haycock, you can't help but be won over by this thoroughly charming show. --Sam Graham (Amazon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=EMF7DYL4"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-5127083431256805639?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/5127083431256805639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=5127083431256805639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/5127083431256805639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/5127083431256805639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2008/06/ben-folds-five-ben-folds-and-waso-live.html' title='Ben Folds Five - Ben Folds and Waso Live in Perth'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/SE1QSCtdiFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SuVnfYRaQYo/s72-c/BFc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-113967586110888237</id><published>2008-06-09T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:59:22.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stellamaris - The City turns everything electric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/SE1TS8RXvSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/v_b6TLXZ_Yk/s1600-h/Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209911928819268898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/SE1TS8RXvSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/v_b6TLXZ_Yk/s200/Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With a drive to succeed sans a record label, Stellamaris took the initiative to finance and record their first full-length studio effort, "The City Turns Everything Electric," in February of 2005. The band itself views this record as an accurate account of the first nine months of writing and playing together. Strong melodies combined with intriguing lyrics that touch on love, greed, death and God, make this an album that almost anyone can identify with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June of 2005 Brian Falco and Ryan Henry joined the band to complete the lineup that is now Stellamaris. Citing artists such as Doves, Pink Floyd, and Wilco, Stellamaris continues to mature while writing new material for their next record. The band has already recorded home demos of many of these songs in preparation for their next release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the fewest, well, only myspace band that I have thought has really been quite talented and will probably be a lot bigger in the futureAND I KNOW THIS IS A RUN N sentence but also worthy of a buy and a concert tickey, ooo yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://download.yousendit.com/D20E9D936579B4FD"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-113967586110888237?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/113967586110888237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=113967586110888237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/113967586110888237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/113967586110888237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/02/stellamaris-city-turns-everything.html' title='Stellamaris - The City turns everything electric'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/SE1TS8RXvSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/v_b6TLXZ_Yk/s72-c/Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-5793452938560902458</id><published>2008-01-31T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T09:16:52.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Aim: Love Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/R6H5X21MISI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MnKhhW4GkbE/s1600-h/blow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161680836194214178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/R6H5X21MISI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MnKhhW4GkbE/s200/blow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever found yourself home alone after a tough time outside in the world that just kinda sucks sometimes just to realize that inside these walls all your dreams HAVE BEEN SHATTERED? God knows I have not, but if you have..ugh.. I duno. Who is blow? It's not drugs sillys. Blow is this mildly smeeki fox named Khaela Maricich, You know shes the one singing the type along because it only probably takes 45 wpm to type out the lyrics because it doesnt seem like it took very much thought into creating the songs but YOU WERE FOOLED these are TOUGH feelings and sometimes the simpliest of words express them the bestest. Anywho it's a very catchy jumpy sing along album that'll make you wanting more. But if there has to be a genre for it..its uh..wait let me look it up... "Resilient electro-pop". There you go. FINISHED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/077DA0140A79306D"&gt;Clicky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-5793452938560902458?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/5793452938560902458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=5793452938560902458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/5793452938560902458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/5793452938560902458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2008/01/poor-aim-love-songs.html' title='Poor Aim: Love Songs'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/R6H5X21MISI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MnKhhW4GkbE/s72-c/blow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-637673185372857856</id><published>2008-01-31T08:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:46:15.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unkle - Psyence Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/R6H3SG1MIRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8dFYKOhlHCM/s1600-h/unkle.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161678538386710802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/R6H3SG1MIRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8dFYKOhlHCM/s200/unkle.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Unkle album is truly CLASSIC by all means. It has many guest appearences by 'popular' musicians. Thom Yorke in "Rabbit in Your Headlights" also, Joe Satriani ("Unkle Main Title Theme") meet Massive Attack ("Blood Stain", "Unreal"), Craig Armstrong ("Celestial Annihilation") and don't you dare forget the voice of The Verve's Richard Ashcroft in "lonely soul". "Lonely Soul" seems eerly haunting nowadays, probably because it was featured on a commerical for a very popular gamez. LOLZ WHICH GAMES YU SAYS. WELL I WONT says because I forgot. If you havn't listened to this VERY overlooked album already, this is the time to little grasshoppa.. click...enjoy and pewpew with glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/A088B8252C726C23"&gt;*coughz*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-637673185372857856?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/637673185372857856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=637673185372857856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/637673185372857856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/637673185372857856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2008/01/unkle-psyence-fiction.html' title='Unkle - Psyence Fiction'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6oGbAeC2gyU/R6H3SG1MIRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8dFYKOhlHCM/s72-c/unkle.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-116022917981019666</id><published>2006-10-07T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T06:52:59.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dillinger Four - Situationist Comedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/dillinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/dillinger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The band blames the weather, or at least their publicist does, and maybe there's something to that. Midwestern bands do seem angrier and louder than their coastal compatriots, perhaps due to all those long, cold winter nights and vast, open vistas that make one holler to be heard. Maybe it's merely lack of exercise; it's hard to skateboard through a cornfield and tougher to snowboard down a prairie or around Minnesota's many lakes. So Dillinger Four aren't your typical sleek hardcore heroes drenched in California sun and breezy melodies, but a quartet of pachyderm punks crashing out of the hinterland and Hopeless Records, who released their first two albums, and into the arms, appropriately enough, of Fat Wreck Chords. OK, really they're only big boned, but their sound is huge, and on Situationist Comedy they thunder and roar, slam and crash, walloping their way across the tracks, the musical equivalent of a demolition derby of two-ton trucks. Heaving into the musical elements of arena rock, old school punk, and speedcore and pouring the molten mass into a melodic mold, Dillinger Four rampages across genre divides and makes a mockery out of the term generic punk. Only one complaint: So large is the sound, that the vocals are pretty much trampled underneath. A crime really, as the group has much of import to impart, but thankfully lyrics are included in the CD booklet. Their most visited theme is nonconformity in the personal, business, and political realms, and the message is clear: stand up, stand strong, and be true to yourself. In the post-9/11 milieu, this is all the more important, which the lyric, "simple arguments now accusations of dissent," nicely sums up. Hypocrisy is flailed, privilege unveiled, and convictions ring true. A heavy-hitting album in every sense of the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/download/Ogfet99nQa8%3D"&gt;Link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-116022917981019666?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/116022917981019666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=116022917981019666' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/116022917981019666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/116022917981019666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/10/dillinger-four-situationist-comedy.html' title='Dillinger Four - Situationist Comedy'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-115763135304006951</id><published>2006-09-07T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:15:53.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Descendents - Somery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/DS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/DS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somery is an overview of the Descendents' SST records, drawing equally from each album released by that label. Although this means a handful of great songs from their best albums are missing, Somery nevertheless selects the highlights from their occasionally uneven records, making it a useful and comprehensive retrospective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/26806205/somery.rar"&gt;Link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-115763135304006951?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/115763135304006951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=115763135304006951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763135304006951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763135304006951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/09/descendents-somery.html' title='Descendents - Somery'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-115763092149326525</id><published>2006-09-07T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:08:41.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regina Spektor - Begin To Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/h34990vhg2o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/h34990vhg2o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Begin to Hope, Regina Spektor treads a delicate balance between her anti-folk past and her present home on Sire Records. Though the label re-released Soviet Kitsch in 2004, Begin to Hope is Spektor's first original material for Sire, and it feels more like a major-label debut than Soviet Kitsch ever did. The album's big, glossy production and preponderance of drum machines and keyboards inches Spektor toward territory that isn't exactly mainstream, but is closer to a more conventional adult alternative singer/songwriter sound. Her songwriting mirrors this, too: "Field Below," which finds her wishing for the countryside while living in the city, has a mellow, appealingly rambling vibe that grows from the traditional singer/songwriter roots of Joni and Carole; "Better" takes the breathy, literate, pretty side of Spektor's music and tailors it into a radio-friendly single. "On the Radio" takes it a step further and becomes a smart, funny, and sad meta-single, with lyrics like "We listened to it twice/Because the DJ was asleep" backed by poppy synths and beats. But even though Begin to Hope's first few songs might suggest otherwise, Spektor is much too freewheeling and quirky a talent to stick to the straight and narrow for the entirety. Show tunes, classic soul, the Bible, and the backs of cereal boxes are all inspirations for the album. And whether she quotes the melody from Doris Payne's "Just One Look" and pairs it with lyrics about orca whales on "Hotel Song," or begins the lovely, confessional closing track, "Summer in the City," with the line "summer in the city means cleavage," Spektor uses them in unexpected ways. She also places some truly surreal, heady tracks toward Begin to Hope's end: "Lady" is a torchy number arranged for piano, saxophone, and typewriter, while "20 Years of Snow" is buoyed along by impressionistic keyboards that twinkle and tumble like a just-shaken snow globe. "Apres Moi," one of the album's most impressive tracks, showcases her classical piano training, her Russian heritage, and those biblical influences to ominous, paranoid effect. Leaving the more unique, quintessentially Regina Spektor-esque tracks at the end of Begin to Hope isn't so much a bait-and-switch as is a clever way to lure in and loosen the inhibitions of new fans. The album feels like getting to really know someone: at first, it's polite and a little restrained, but then its real personality, with all of its charming idiosyncrasies, finally reveals itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/t1250f"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-115763092149326525?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/115763092149326525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=115763092149326525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763092149326525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763092149326525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/09/regina-spektor-begin-to-hope.html' title='Regina Spektor - Begin To Hope'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-115763081656153311</id><published>2006-09-07T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:06:56.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avett Brothers - The Gleam Ep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/thumb_387_660102937c8c67912bd49c6312511dda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/thumb_387_660102937c8c67912bd49c6312511dda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Avett Brothers are a non-traditional bluegrass band that originated in Concord, North Carolina. The band is made up of two brothers, Seth and Scott Avett, and a third member Bob Crawford. Risen from the ashes of Seth and Scott's former rock band Nemo, The Avett Brothers combine old-time country, bluegrass, punk, pop melodies, folk, rock and roll, honky tonk and ragtime to produce a sound described by the Washington Post as "post civil-war modern rock", or by other reviewers as "grungegrass". The group themselves eschews labels, feeling that "none would do the music the justice. It's simply left up to each person to extract his or her own account from the Avett's music."Their live performances, generally at smaller venues, showcase their use of three-part harmony and southern rock feel, and are admired for being intense, energetic, and soulful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ZU8QNDPF"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-115763081656153311?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/115763081656153311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=115763081656153311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763081656153311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763081656153311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/09/avett-brothers-gleam-ep.html' title='Avett Brothers - The Gleam Ep'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-115763070120554123</id><published>2006-09-07T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:05:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanna Newsom - Walnut Whales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/Walnutwhalesnewsom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/Walnutwhalesnewsom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walnut Whales is the self-distributed debut EP by Joanna Newsom. It was released on CD-R in 2002. Though the majority of the tracks were re-recorded, with very slightly altered lyrics, for her debut full length album The Milk-Eyed Mender, three of the songs — "Erin", "Flying a Kite", and "The Fray" — are otherwise unreleased. Being a limited edition release it is now unavailable outside of file-sharing networks and second hand exchanges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QP0ETJ7E"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-115763070120554123?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/115763070120554123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=115763070120554123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763070120554123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763070120554123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/09/joanna-newsom-walnut-whales.html' title='Joanna Newsom - Walnut Whales'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-115763063090314478</id><published>2006-09-07T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:03:50.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anniversary - Designing For a Breakdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/TA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/TA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Anniversary's debut album, Designing a Nervous Breakdown, blends their skill at crafting emotional, punky-yet-melodic songs with a fondness for new-wave synths. Little analog flourishes pop up on songs like "The 'D' in Detroit," which also features pleasant boy-girl vocals and driving guitars. "The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter" recalls the delicate, intertwined guitars and endearingly awkward vocals of bands like Joan of Arc or Modest Mouse, while "All Things Ordinary" and "Emma Discovery" don't forsake melodic complexity for their charging rhythms. A strong debut, Designing a Nervous Breakdown reaffirms that traditional indie rock can still sound fresh and lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/xoy5gg"&gt;Link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-115763063090314478?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/115763063090314478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=115763063090314478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763063090314478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763063090314478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/09/anniversary-designing-for-breakdown.html' title='The Anniversary - Designing For a Breakdown'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-115763048897070777</id><published>2006-09-07T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:01:29.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spitalfield - Better Than Knowing Where You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/spitalfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/spitalfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Growing up in the public eye has never been an easy task for a young band. We have had the distinctive pleasure of watching SPITALFIELD mature from a pop-punk band out of the suburbs of Chicago into an impressive, fierce, and very smart rock band…and this was only with their first two records! The whole world took notice on their critically acclaimed second record, Stop Doing Bad Things, making it evident that the “SPITALFIELD sound” was becoming a whole new beast altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/t0hagb"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-115763048897070777?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/115763048897070777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=115763048897070777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763048897070777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/115763048897070777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/09/spitalfield-better-than-knowing-where.html' title='Spitalfield - Better Than Knowing Where You Are'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114945224055139984</id><published>2006-06-04T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:17:20.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning 40 Federation - Self Titled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/g40174ig9ta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/g40174ig9ta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As quests for 21st century recombinants of 20th century music forms go, Morning 40 Federation is one of the more imaginative ones, integrating traditional New Orleans jazz, funk, film noir-ish creepiness, and an appetite for trashiness into a format that's more alternative rock than anything else. The vocals are delivered with the sardonic diffidence of a jaded carnival barker, and a sense of ironic joie de vivre permeates the proceedings. To be a wet blanket about matters, though, why isn't this as fun or moving as it could have been? Well, the mix is often as sludgy as a bayou swamp, and while in some senses that might be perceived as appropriate for this kind of thing, at times it's thick enough to make you feel like you're drowning in it rather than wading through it. (When much of the murk clears on songs like "9th Ward" and "One in the Bottle," the surge in cogency is palpable.) Also, while the greasy on-the-prowl mood is kind of cool, some the songs are kind of too similar to each other to stand out. Too, the record's so long (and some of the individual cuts definitely go on for too long) that it can turn a little sour, much like a stopover at a speakeasy can wear out its welcome after one too many drunks knocks over your beer. It's suitable enough music for when you're in a rather prickly decadent frame of mind, with unpredictable musical turns throughout, especially in the insertion of brassy passages that bring to mind particularly wobbly New Orleans festivities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;ufid=1F3C67764D0C7B05"&gt;Link Uno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Apologies for the uhh gap? Prehapes? WoW really does get addicting :( , anyways I bought this cd a few weeks ago, its so purday. Figured a share would be nice, i'll try to upload more. till then toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114945224055139984?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114945224055139984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114945224055139984' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114945224055139984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114945224055139984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/06/morning-40-federation-self-titled.html' title='Morning 40 Federation - Self Titled'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114611068972907381</id><published>2006-04-26T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:04:49.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fiery Furnaces - Rehearsing my Choir</title><content type='html'>The Fiery Furnaces' fourth US release, "Rehearsing My Choir" is based, with liberal heaps of poetic license, around the recollections of Matt and Eleanor Friedberger's grandmother, 83-year-old Olga Sarantos. As Eleanor and Mrs. Sarantos trade off on vocals, signaling quick shifts in time and perspective, the music barrels along at their heels, the Furnaces changing up instruments and arrangements to match the action. As much musical theater as concept album, the story arc of "Rehearsing My Choir" largely takes place in mid-20th century Chicago. The lyrics matter-of-factly recount our heroine's adventures from a half-century ago, and so reflect how the average person's aspirations and experiences were different enough then to seem almost alien now. But it's no period piece, no nostalgia or attempts at "authenticity" in evidence, and Mrs. Saranatos' dry, unsparing treatment on tracks like "Candymaker's Knife in My Handbag" is the furthest thing from sentimental. "! Rehearsing My Choir" was written and produced by Matt and recorded in separate stages: Vocals engineered by John McEntire At Soma EMS in Chicago over November/December '04, the musical backing tracks recorded that November by Bill Skibbe at Key Club Recording Company in Benton Harbor, MI, and mixing done with Rafter Roberts at San Diego's Singing Serpent, in Feb. 2005 Originally from Oak Park, IL, siblings Matt and Eleanor Friedberger formed the Fiery Furnaces in 2001, after each had made the separate decision to move to New York City. Neither had been in a working band before, but once they started playing regularly in NYC the Furnaces made up for lost time – most successful bands have less to show for their lifetimes than the Fiery Furnaces have packed into the span of two years. Since recording "Gallowsbird's Bark", (released by Rough Trade in 2003), the band has spent most of its time in the studio or touring. By the time of "Gallowsbird's" release, the band was already finishing up its 76-minute follow-up, "Blueberry Boat," released later in 2004. "EP," a full-length record consisting of B-sides and UK singles, was released in early 2005 and was as different in intent and execution from "Blueberry Boat" as that record was to "Gallowsbird's Bark." With the Shins, Franz Ferdinand, Wilco and others along for the ride, the Furnaces spent the remainder of 2003-2005 trekking around Europe, Australia, Japan and the USA. During this time the band also established its unorthodox method of recreating its songs live - running through the set list all at once, breaking the songs into fragments and threading the bits amongst each other, not stopping for breath til the end. The Fiery Furnaces have just finished their next record, "Bitter Tea," which is tentatively scheduled for release in the early 2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/D2BB23A463CB08BF"&gt;Link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114611068972907381?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114611068972907381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114611068972907381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114611068972907381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114611068972907381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/fiery-furnaces-rehearsing-my-choir.html' title='The Fiery Furnaces - Rehearsing my Choir'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114611058434077166</id><published>2006-04-26T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:03:04.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flotation Toy Warning - Bluffer's Guide to the Flight Deck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/images/f/flotation-toy-warning/bluffers-guide-to-the-flight-deck.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/images/f/flotation-toy-warning/bluffers-guide-to-the-flight-deck.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If Flotation Toy Warning is out to lull listeners with sheer melodic excess, perhaps it's working a little too well. Over the course of the band's elegant avant-pop debut, it subjugates effect to ambition, inflating concise pop sound-bites to epic proportions (10 songs in a daunting 72 minutes). Sitting at the digi-pastoral nexus of Scott Walker's overstated vocals, the Flaming Lips' neon popscapes, Brian Eno's ambient experiments, and Neutral Milk Hotel's found-sound dalliance, FTW engages in much repetition that seems unnecessary-- many of these ideas could have been winningly discharged in half the time. Instead, they intricately bloat and dawdle, and you might feel "over" a song before it breathes its admittedly gorgeous last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/16C93FC052003D5E"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114611058434077166?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114611058434077166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114611058434077166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114611058434077166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114611058434077166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/flotation-toy-warning-bluffers-guide.html' title='Flotation Toy Warning - Bluffer&apos;s Guide to the Flight Deck'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114598781905096767</id><published>2006-04-25T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:56:59.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Silver Mt. Zion - "This Is Our Punk-Rock," Thee Rusted Satellites Gather + Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soundoo.com/images/jackets/3303-00000078L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.soundoo.com/images/jackets/3303-00000078L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just keep getting bigger with A Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra. This album, their third, sees another incremental change in the band name, and a bump in membership. Though still the core septet from their previous effort, they are joined this time by a 22-member choir. So, with the change in the makeup of the band comes a change in their sound. And on This Is Our Punk-Rock Thee Rusted Satellites Gather + Sing, A Silver Mt. Zion have finally gotten huge. Opening track "Sow Some Lonesome Corner So Many Flowers Bloom" moves the group out of the shadow of Godspeed You Black Emperor! and into their own. The choir take the front of the stage, singing simple "fa-la-la" lyrics in a dramatic melodic progression, expressing a purpose in ways that Godspeed has only hinted at. Halfway through the choir stops and are replaced by a guitar and violin duet that swims in the melancholy waters of the first album, before erupting into a majestic climax with a full band. Whereas in the past the band has refrained from really delivering on a build-up, here all caution is thrown to the wind and it is comparable to the highest peaks of the GYBE! discography. The remaining tracks all feature Efrim on vocals, his cracked voice recalling Will Oldham's Palace, with an Appalachian folk vibe running throughout. Granted, this would be folk music of the saddest sort, but paired with a Quebecois' hopefulness in place of American despair. This Is Our Punk-Rock is the most satisfying and rewarding album that A Silver Mt. Zion have delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/454BC24C7EBDD97B"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114598781905096767?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114598781905096767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114598781905096767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598781905096767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598781905096767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/silver-mt-zion-this-is-our-punk-rock.html' title='A Silver Mt. Zion - &quot;This Is Our Punk-Rock,&quot; Thee Rusted Satellites Gather + Sing'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114598755811006266</id><published>2006-04-25T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:52:38.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Silver Mt. Zion - Born Into Trouble As Sparks Fly Upward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soundoo.com/images/jackets/3303-00000073L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.soundoo.com/images/jackets/3303-00000073L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For their sophomore release, A Silver Mt. Zion has expanded and changed their name, adding three more members to make the original trio of Efrim, Thierry, and Sophie from Godspeed You Black Emperor! a sextet at their core, plus the addition of a huge horn section (one heavily overdubbed contributor on trumpet and trombone) and various others lending vocal, atmospheric, percussive, and textural support. The three new members — Becky, Jessica, and Iain — fill out the band's sound with a denser string presence, which creates a backdrop for piano and eventually, electric guitars and drums. This band is like the mirror image of Godspeed You Black Emperor!; things evolve more slowly and melodically, and they open onto themselves. One example is the opener, "Sisters! Brothers! Small Boats of Fire Are Falling From the Sky!," where a lone violin and piano are eventually engaged by more strings and high, whining guitars that grow out into chord progressions that build on the ostinato of the theme but never, never explode. On "Could've Moved Mountains," the strings open up sad vistas in the heart of sound itself and are caressed by a guitar streaming, ever so slowly, along the underside of the mix before it reshapes the tune in its own image. This is music constructed with the same sense of dynamic and attention to detail, from echo and flange to masked vocals and the shimmer in cymbals, but it is so stunningly, heartbreakingly beautiful in its unfolding that for it to reach any other conclusion than to fall apart or disintegrate at the end of each piece would be to violate it somehow. As it is, the music on Born into Trouble as the Sparks Fly Upward is devastating in its beauty and ghostly in its articulation. We can only wonder what spirits came from the ether to inform this vision, and be glad they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/2A3A3DD80143A42F"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114598755811006266?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114598755811006266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114598755811006266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598755811006266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598755811006266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/silver-mt-zion-born-into-trouble-as.html' title='A Silver Mt. Zion - Born Into Trouble As Sparks Fly Upward'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114598735441162961</id><published>2006-04-25T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:49:14.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars - Set yourself on fire</title><content type='html'>Set Yourself on Fire is the third album by Canadian indie rock band Stars. It was released in 2004 on the Arts &amp; Crafts International record label in Canada and the United Kingdom, and in 2005 in the United States.The album's most notable single was "Ageless Beauty", the band's breakthrough hit in Canada.Currently, Set Yourself on Fire is a candidate for Amazon.com's Best of the Year So Far: 2005 selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=178VL150"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114598735441162961?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114598735441162961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114598735441162961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598735441162961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598735441162961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/stars-set-yourself-on-fire.html' title='Stars - Set yourself on fire'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114598727647657147</id><published>2006-04-25T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:48:30.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Architecture in Helsinki - In Case we die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://image.allmusic.com/00/amg/cov200/drg700/g740/g74050dwslv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://image.allmusic.com/00/amg/cov200/drg700/g740/g74050dwslv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;On their debut album, Fingers Crossed, Architecture in Helsinki felt like they were just getting their bearings. This gave the album, and the Australian indie pop collective's mix of symphonic and electronic pop, a tentative, first-steps kind of charm. However, after a spending a year on the road tightening up their live act, and a little while longer in their wonderfully named Super Melody World studio recording their second album, In Case We Die, the group sounds much more assured. Everything on In Case We Die, from the intensely sweet melodies and vocals to the widescreen production, delivers the kind of playful pop majesty that Fingers Crossed's best moments hinted were within Architecture in Helsinki's grasp. "More assured" doesn't mean "less creative" though; this is a second album that really does expand on the sounds and ideas of the debut instead of just rehashing them. Indeed, Fingers Crossed's standout pocket symphony, "The Owls Go," feels like a template for In Case We Die's lush, playful, multifaceted sound. Most of the songs have lots of parts and changes to them, such as the opener, "Neverevereverdid," which begins with a spooky, operatic fanfare, then becomes delicately rambling folk-pop, and finally morphs into speedy, shouty Krautrock. Despite the ambition of songs like this and the suite-like "In Case We Die, Pts. 1-4," the album never feels ponderous; in fact, it's often even cuter than Fingers Crossed was. "It'5!" and "Cemetery" are adorable without being saccharine, and touches like the power-drill solo on "Frenchy, I'm Faking" and jungle sound effects on "Need to Shout" ensure that the album's more polished sound never feels slick or stuffy. Even In Case We Die's most straightforward moment, the single "Do the Whirlwind" — which is so sleekly synthy that it could almost pass for straight-up dance-pop — shares at least some of the quirky warmth of more homespun-sounding songs like "Tiny Paintings." An album with this much vibrant, irresistible, Technicolor music to its name could have only come from a place called Super Melody World. Not only is it a delight to hear Architecture in Helsinki come into their own on In Case We Die, but the fact that it comes so soon after their debut makes it all the sweeter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114598727647657147?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114598727647657147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114598727647657147' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598727647657147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598727647657147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/architecture-in-helsinki-in-case-we.html' title='Architecture in Helsinki - In Case we die'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114598714645461084</id><published>2006-04-25T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:45:46.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparta - Porcelain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You liked the 'more mellow' songs of At the Drive-In, you probably gonna love this one. This is the style of 'Invalid Litter Dept' in perfection. Great arrangements, very harmonic and melodic rock, with a slight touch of post-core here and there. With about an hour of playtime, you also get a good share of music for your buck. The melancholic aspect clearly dominates for me on this one. And as I'm into stuff like that, I really like this album.Still, the real kicker is missing. Though this is great stuff, it an go by unnoticed in the background while doing something. Like, for instance, 'Bleed American' by Jimmy eat World. If you do not pay attention to the music, it will go unnoticed somehow, and an hour later you will ask yourself "What, already over?". Which is kinda sad, as the music is really Grade A. Some minus points for that. But if you concentrate on it, real great stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;^ lol, i didnt write that got it offa sputnik thought it was amusing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://download.yousendit.com/55FA771A6D99B41B"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114598714645461084?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114598714645461084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114598714645461084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598714645461084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598714645461084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/sparta-porcelain.html' title='Sparta - Porcelain'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114598702851766998</id><published>2006-04-25T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:43:48.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anathallo -  Sparrows</title><content type='html'>These seven songs, recorded in 2002, commemorate the second release for anathallo. We had a lot of fun during the four day recording process. We slept in a minivan in the Pamida parking lot and talked about marriage, struggles, and making pancakes. The outcome of the experience was a record which (initially) left us quite discouraged. We weren't happy with it at all. I had a horrible time with the vocals and vowed to become a monk. Unfortunately, those plans never came to fruition. After a couple weeks of thinking, listening, and remixing, we decided that it wasn't as bad as we thought. It's angular, slightly more 'rock' than our other releases and marks our discovery of polyrhythm. For fans of Diana Ross, Limp Bizkit, and The Shaggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s42.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=176W24E6JNKLS1IY6J2W786HEG"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114598702851766998?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114598702851766998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114598702851766998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598702851766998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114598702851766998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/anathallo-sparrows.html' title='Anathallo -  Sparrows'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-113101915415455891</id><published>2006-04-25T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:42:15.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Monument to Masses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/From%20Monument%20to%20Masses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/From%20Monument%20to%20Masses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so From Monument to Masses, is a policatlly ASCUTE wtf doesthat mean, band. They be from the fine city of San Fran(yay california!). and this album (&lt;em&gt;Schools of Thought Contend&lt;/em&gt; ) has some pretty awesome beats on it. What would they be genre wise? probably experimental, and instrumental rock and uh post rock/indie rock. w.e. Just released a month or so ago, this album as become one of my favorites. I know for a fact that this piece of awesome, delicious awesome..ness.. is goinng to go with me on my month long journey! so i dont really know how to explain the album cuz its more of a mix i would think then just from one certain band, so why not let the professionals do what they do best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;FMTM, along with many talented artists, have been working very hard for the past several months on a new full-length album titled "Schools of thought contend.". The album, now finished, contains a number of diverse remixes&lt;br /&gt;(ranging from electronic and indie pop to drum&amp;amp;bass and post-rock) of songs&lt;br /&gt;off "The Impossible Leap...", as well as 2 new FMTM studio tracks. We will be&lt;br /&gt;putting up a new webpage profiling the many contributing remix artists, as well&lt;br /&gt;as offering additional writings and remix tracks not available on the album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And there you have it! check it out, its surely as awesome as i say if your into what i said... and stuff.. oh and theres two links cuz MS was being gay. its a huge album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=0QFZU1A4"&gt;Link Here(MS)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/3s1wu7"&gt;Mirror one(sendSPC)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-113101915415455891?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/113101915415455891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=113101915415455891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/113101915415455891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/113101915415455891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-monument-to-masses.html' title='From Monument to Masses'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-113536028194479873</id><published>2006-04-25T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:40:55.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufjan Stevens - Enjoy Your Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/1600/rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7977/1739/200/rabbit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sufjan Stevens' second release, Enjoy Your Rabbit, is a vast departure from the pan-ethnic folk of his debut. Using almost no exterior samples, Stevens crafts an electronic, all-"instrumental" song cycle based on the symbols of the Chinese zodiac. While working within these considerably narrower confines, he still maps out a wide musical territory by using each symbol as a mode, each one exploring different textures and tempos and, in the process, evoking a surprising array of moods. At times eerie and ominous like a backwoods Autechre, other times sounding like more club-oriented fare, Stevens sometimes trades in bloops and bleeps for oblique glitches and crackles, but the underlying guiding principle is wide-eyed exploration that fills nearly every track with a sense of playfulness. Enjoy Your Rabbit never gets too serious, although at times it's very intense. Many tracks even have some sort of musical pun working just under the surface; for instance, "Year of the Horse" is by far the longest, clocking in at over 13 minutes, and "Year of the Ox" has a regular, heavy thudding beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=C502ERK9"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt; (NEW LINK)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-113536028194479873?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/113536028194479873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=113536028194479873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/113536028194479873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/113536028194479873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/sufjan-stevens-enjoy-your-rabbit.html' title='Sufjan Stevens - Enjoy Your Rabbit'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114451694591117570</id><published>2006-04-08T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T10:23:48.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neverending White Lights - Act 1: Goodbye</title><content type='html'>shrugtastical, blogs being weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, therefore. No Descrip Or, Image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d01.megashares.com/?d01=b28d668a3b90f01b76e8aef6302f1cfc"&gt;Link Here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114451694591117570?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114451694591117570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114451694591117570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114451694591117570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114451694591117570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/neverending-white-lights-a_114451694591117570.html' title='Neverending White Lights - Act 1: Goodbye'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114451607970803505</id><published>2006-04-08T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T10:07:59.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsieur Gainsbourg Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000E6TYJ8.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_V55772483_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000E6TYJ8.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_V55772483_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serge Gainsbourg (April 2, 1928 – March 2, 1991) was a French poet, singer-songwriter, actor and director. Gainsbourg's varied style and formidable individuality made him impossible to categorize. Although famous in France for many years, he did not achieve his first No. 1 album until 1979 when he released Aux Armes et caetera more than twenty years after his music career had begun. But since the 1980s his legacy has been firmly established.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3S8W881GNH9SI0ATEMD9V21KV6"&gt;Link Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114451607970803505?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114451607970803505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114451607970803505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114451607970803505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114451607970803505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/monsieur-gainsbourg-revisited.html' title='Monsieur Gainsbourg Revisited'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17921653.post-114451596258198364</id><published>2006-04-08T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T10:06:02.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL - Allroy's Revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="All"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="All" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All's third album is a faster, punkier outing that lacks the focus and attitude of the group's earlier work. Vocalist-of-the-month Scott Reynolds sings with maturity on existential dilemmas like "Copping Z" and "Fool," and his earnestness sets the record's tone; Allroy's Revenge is an ambitious record, but given All's prior success as a goofcore band, an ambitious record is probably the last thing that fans want to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s59.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0MV79B9D9TNTH342Q0VT486J38"&gt;Link Here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17921653-114451596258198364?l=mister-smiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/feeds/114451596258198364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17921653&amp;postID=114451596258198364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114451596258198364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17921653/posts/default/114451596258198364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mister-smiley.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-allroys-revenge.html' title='ALL - Allroy&apos;s Revenge'/><author><name>Xanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773811948261490119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02773001103557643075'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>