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This question occurred to me thanks to the shuffle switch on my ipode, which, on a long, lonely drive through Vermont in a wet snowstorm, presented me, all out of context, with
“Memory of a Free Festival”: the distantly trippy, elegiac-in-the-face-of-joyful, seven-minute final
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