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Holly A Hughes has been a rock 'n roll fan since February 9, 1964. She's heard it all, on vinyl, cassettes, 8-track tapes, CDs, and mp3 files. But so long as it's got a good beat, she'll dance to it.
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Is the secret to the universe hidden in Paul Weller's mysterious, magnificent, multitudinous 22 Dreams? Depends what you're looking for.
This New-York-based indie band's third album breaks out an effervescent pop energy that's better than champagne
Judith Owen is the sort of artist that makes you want to throw labels out the window.
Fred Eaglesmith's gritty bluegrass-roots CD parses the difference between piety and faith in America today
What do you get when you mix a down-home instrumental sound with an indie mindset? The Wood Brothers.
Mellow Brit singer-songwriter strums his way through a disappointing solo effort.
With his superb new album, Joe Jackson continues to defy stereotypes and confound expectations
Brushing off a few cobwebs to find the gifted artist inside this mid-century crooner.
American original Fred J. Eaglesmith treats his Fredhead fans to the blue-plate special at Milly's Cafe.
A massive re-issue of Nat King Cole's Capitol albums reveals the neglected jazz artist inside the 50s pop crooner.
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