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'carly' -- this reporter in her cheap navy business suit, jill-of-no-trade, talking yuppy smack & crackin' on hoboken's neo-frathouse de-chic -- got schooled by us 'rock fans' this night, 'splained to her why there is no life without or before sonic youth. i got way better pics of steve & thurston at maxwell's, but check out how geeked out i was with my knapsack!
the show was beyond measure. you know that feeling you get when someone tells you they found your stolen cassettes? this night was that feeling times redundancy. like driving your first police car, or giving birth to a healthy baby midget, or making a mime scream.
audio cataclysm. if only vanessa could've been there, i'd have asked to die right then, cuz i knew i was reborn.
also, check out a better review of the show:
'More on Moore'
www.nj.com/hobokennow/index.ssf/2007/09/more_on_moore.html
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