The fabled time of year when it is appropriate to hunt garden gnomes.
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Sunday, August 22, 2010
Back in middle school, I was on the cutting edge of music. I listened to Guster and Dashboard Confessional and Something Corporate before any of my friends did. And then at some point I stopped caring and didn't pick up Fall Out Boy or The Decemberists or Ben Folds or Lady Gaga until everyone else had been listening to them for ages.
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