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Video for Dr. Dog's "The Ark" from the album Fate (Park The Van)
Video for Bishop Allen's "Middle Management" from The Broken String LP (Dead Oceans)
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This Week: I'm an Austinite in New York.
I needed a vacation and what better place to get some rest than in NYC, "The city that never sleeps." Besides meeting old friends, going to the 2008 US Open at the USTA /Billie Jean/ King /National/ Tennis Center, and eating some delightful grub, I did manage to take in some live Music during my trip.

The first of these was at a retro bash in Manhattan, at Andrew WK's new club, Santos' Party House. Some quality DJs (including Calvin Johnson), a Go-Go dancer (Anna Copa Cabbana), and the The Crystal Stilts made for a quite an entertaining evening.
Video for Pink Floyd's "Money" from Dark Side Of The Moon.
Video for Deerhoof's "Fresh Born" from the forthcoming Offend Maggie (Kill Rock Stars).
As all of you know, Deerhoof will be playing the indie stage with loads of other awesome acts at this years Fun Fun Fun Fest in Austin on the weekend of November 8th and 9th. Wowzers.
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by Nick Courtright
It’s Wednesday, and that means it’s time for Nick Courtright’s weekly first glance at music discovered in the last seven days, whether it be just-released, just-leaked, or some long-lost gem that has remained under the radar. Click here for other recent editions of Hot Off the Press, featuring acts such as of Montreal, Peter Bjorn & John, Vivian Girls, Bodies of Water, White Denim, Conor Oberst, The Walkmen, The Bug, Fight Bite, and Grizzly Bear.
TV on the Radio – Dear Science,

released September 23 on DGC/Interscope
Report Card: A
There has always been the foul stench of drama around TV on the Radio. Maybe it has something to do with their obnoxiously broad appeal, or their innately overblown sound, or maybe it has something to do with band’s position as one of the very, very few notable bands of racial diversity in indie rock, a reality that has seemed to make the frustratingly pasty music media a little comfortable and self-congratulatory in their praise. All this put together has bred a certain stink about the band, as if they weren’t actually that good at all, and their bombast and the resulting acclaim was merely a token reward from the affirmative-action minded who have been wounded by indie rock’s apparent elitism. Unfortunately, though, for the conspiracy theorists who want to diminish the band, TV on the Radio—separated from all this sorry gunk—can be pretty fucking good.