Kristoffer Ragnstam - "Beauty"

This song, like its brother below, has two separate halves. The first is sliced from the stalk of the Hidden Cameras-style run-on-the-spot upward spiral that goes and goes and crests and crests. It's like a baby grand with a ragtop. The second half is the daytime motel room, scotch from an old cooler that's long lost its cool, lifestyle, or fake lifestyle, of a Van Morrison song. I'm suddenly in a dirty old suit, ragged from partying, and giving the finger to some kids waiting for the school bus.

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Snowjackets - "The Holy Flower (The Baroque Seasons remix)"

I got this song like an hour ago in my inbox. I know, eh? As I was saying before, but this time, three halves: first half, like reading Boy's diary. Being led briskly down a richly decorated hall, chandeliers pass steadily overhead. The second half, the percussion and tensity of a Broken Social Scene song. Out of the hallway and onto the horses. The third half, swirls and wisps with the chorus and throb of The Flaming Lips. The horses suddenly lift off into space. Their legs not fake-running, though, just hanging loose, swelling slightly from the lack of pressure.

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