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The Naked and Famous (I Am Neither)

So, last night.
I went to a concert and I think I was one of the first to leave, and it wasn't because I disliked the music.

I loved the music. I was a little sad to miss the headlining act (Foals), but my lovely friend Sarah was running a 10k race this morning (who does that!?), and needed her beauty sleep. And solo-concert-ing is not really my cup o' tea. Although I did try it once.

Anywho. We stayed for 1.5 acts, which was well-worth my $15. Go check out Freelance Whales. But the point of the concert was for Sarah to catch The Naked and Famous. When she invited me, I thought, "Have I heard of them before? ...Sure, I'll come."

And I don't regret it. Downloaded the album as soon as I got home. My endorsement is so complete that I am forcing myself not to highlight every song on their record "Passive Me Aggressive You."







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  1. I was just introduced to this band about a month ago. Pretty sweet stuff. Some of the lyrics cut to the heart and make me want to cry though... not that that's a bad thing or anything.

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  2. Wow, that's a heckuva triple bill for fifteen bucks!

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  3. Sorry, curious: How do you get videos up?

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  4. mindy - yes! moving lyrics AND sweet beats. what a combo.

    ariana - do you know all three bands!?! you WOULD. :)

    shellie - super-easy. on youtube, under the video, there's an "embed" option. cut and paste the html into your post!

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