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Horus8 & The Werewolves
Monster Inside
An oedipus complex original
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Jazz
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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six ounce gloves
Flee
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Rock
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Stop The Revolution
I'd sell my grandmother for a drink...
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Post New Wave
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Stop The Revolution
Peter Sellers On My Mind
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Stop The Revolution
There's No Such Thing as Robots
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Alternative Pop Rock
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Stop The Revolution
Hi-5 Getaway
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Alternative Pop Rock
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Stop The Revolution
Justine, Justine?!?
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Post New Wave
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Owen Poteat
Sweet Pea Blues
Acoustic blues guitar, laid back vocals and hot Mississippi Saxophone (Harp) from Blue Ridge Mountain's acoustic blues king.
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acoustic blues
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Stop The Revolution
Death^2
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Stop The Revolution
The Big Uneasy
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Alternative Pop Rock
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Fuji Heavy
Intergallactic Love
The one is about the procreation of man with impending doom imposing on a lonely spacestation that has been inhabited by a lovely family.....
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Fuji Heavy
Sunburn
A little diddy about baking in the sun and reading the tabloids. Oh how we love the tabloids....Makes me feel warm and tingly inside..
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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FiveAcrossTheEyes
391
391 (puerto rican turnpike)
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Punk
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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FiveAcrossTheEyes
Closed Casket
New track off 2005 demo to be on upcoming full length. GET INTO IT
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Punk/Emo/Ska
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Sue Passmore
So Simple
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Folk/Acoustic Rock/Americana
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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The Fibonaccis
Old Mean Ed Gein
A sixteen-year-old girl writes a letter to her hero.
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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The Fibonaccis
Crickets
Robert Pinsky writes: "Scientific discoveries and explorations—in genetic codes, in sub-atomic particles or in the vastness of space—seem to make the world as a whole all the more mysterious, even while they explain some part of it. That sense of mystery, for Emily Dickinson, is associated with this time of year. She imagines the secret rituals of crickets or cicadas, her isolation from their hidden, insect ceremonies. The sound of the insects, her sense of their presence, makes the August...
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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The Fibonaccis
Had It With Girls
Women—are they necessary?
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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Mammon
Better You Than Me
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Alternative
3/22/2021 8:55:32 PM
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