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Cave Weddings - “Bring Your Love” On the subject of the inter-mingling of the senses, I've heard much talk about the colour of music or the smell of a dream or a memory. If you're a reader here, you'll know that I am a strict separationist when it comes to the senses. Music can only be experienced aurally, painting is a completely silent aesthetic sensation, sex is a practice reserved only for touch. But I can't ignore this realization I'm having while listening to this song. I have to remind myself, sitting here aching and hungry, that “Dan, you can't eat music.” [MySpace]

Think About Life - “Sweet Sixteen” She keeps three pills in her jean jacket pocket. In her ratty jean jacket, with "reality creator" scrawled across the back in masking tape, and her stringy dyed hair rubbing in her face, she keeps them in her breast pocket in a little baggy. She's straightedge, with grey eyes and messed-up teeth, but she keeps these pills on her at all times. "What's it gonna take for you to take those things?" "Panic." [Buy from Alien8]

- Dan Beirne