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| Here's a touch of Alan Watts to torch your tush! |
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| Re-diculous happens again for the first time |
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| This might just happen, you might just meet a sloaf, an audio, an aural sloaf, a composition of sloafs left for the historicians to ignore |
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| Well, a precious few hours mixing the self-composed song for Dr. Seuss' 'Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You?' Good times! |
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| Can't let this one die...Check out the Thanksgiving movies for a bigger context |
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| The first composition with leftover scraps of audiocassette phone calls from the 1980s. Beauty, eh? |
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| Curiously, this episode never made into living-at-the-time consciousness, and now with piecing back together the things I didn't know then, I now know that my dad may not have returned some important phone calls a long time ago. |