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I'VE SAID IT ONCE AND I'LL SAY IT ONCE AGAIN






BAND INTERVIEWS ARE THE NEW MUSIC

This is really heating up to be our generation's Robbie Williams vs. Robbie Williams' electricity bill. Amy Winehouse. Lily Allen. What we have on our hands is the infinity gauntlet of average-looking pop singers and it's not even 4/20 yet. Let me put things in perspective for you. Somebody recently asked me over breakfast burritos whether it was possible for a blogger on the internet to like Amy Winehouse, who I'm pretty sure did shotput at Bellport High School (go clippers), and Lily Allen, a girl who's made a fortune in frequent flyer miles by convincing nice guys that "nice guys are the new asshole," here comes the clit wagon, all those YM columns I read when I was 13 are about to pay off, all aboard!, etc.--whether it was possible to like both these girls at once and not get caught in the middle of one mindblowing reverse Eiffel Tower-type situation. Keep in mind I don't think you can take those subway condoms on the plane with you. No fucking way. So what's the 011, mudfighter? Good luck getting these girls to see a movie together and split a sundae/cone at Sundaes and Cones afterwards.



AMY WINEHOUSE: 71 RIFFS
LILY ALLEN: 48 RIFFS
SUNDAES AND CONES ON 10TH STREET: 72 RIFFS

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