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Sometimes we stumble into where we want to be and other times the algorithm gets it right
Sometimes we stumble into where we want to be and other times the algorithm gets it right

Spotify should be a revelation. And often I do think of how amazing it is that I live in a time where I can think of any song, any piece of music and have it to listen to in seconds, all at the low low cost of £9.99 per month. Where I think it becomes problematic is when it becomes like having a huge table with a buffet, but this buffet has everything you could ever think to eat.

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On a bus in Camden. Fight Club era
On a bus in Camden. Fight Club era

I used to say that if you sat still long enough, the world comes to you. That’s how it felt. The fame of the people was never the point. The famous were sucked into the same orbit as the rest of us.

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The Noise Coming From Philippe
The Noise Coming From Philippe

What will always win me over is a singer who just makes extraordinary noises. This goes beyond singing a song. This is more than performing a song. This is a song bursting out of the singer.

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Palo Alto, 1998
Palo Alto, 1998

Freebird was more like an orgy of guitars and you could never just start at the guitar section. You’d have to build to it.

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Why Cola by Lana Del Rey is Genius  </span>
Why Cola by Lana Del Rey is Genius

It’s an American dream wrapped in sex, drugs and diamonds.

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Conor Oberst and his band Bright Eyes probably never even met Art Garfunkel
Conor Oberst and his band Bright Eyes probably never even met Art Garfunkel

I woke up on the plane and thought—
did I actually go to that gig?

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The Woodstock of not belonging. Crystal Palace National Sports Centre 28th June 2005.
The Woodstock of not belonging. Crystal Palace National Sports Centre 28th June 2005.

I felt more ‘there’ watching it on TV
than I did actually being there.

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Hyde Park 2018
Hyde Park 2018

Same song.

Completely different experience.

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