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first time i
heard pavement was on a mix tape from john king. i was
driving when conduit for
sale! came on and blew me away. i U-turned to
the nearest record store to buy slanted
& enchanted, an instant classic. 32 years
later, hisham
got me a backstage pass to see them at bumbershoot.
they say never
meet your heroes but steve malkmus was
pretty down to earth, just a guy relaxing before
work. after pre-show
dinner at the 5 point, things got kafkaesque
as hisham, jen, and i were led astray by security,
wandered the complex up, down, up again in search of green room, which we
found just in time to head for the stage. there's no
recapturing one's youth, but it did recall the
excitement i used to feel going to punk shows as a
teenager. is there a word for the memory of a feeling that is not the feeling itself?
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