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	<title>Comments on: Frank Black: Odd Ball</title>
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		<title>By: By the way if the revolution comes&#8230;please take my rifles and take my guns &#124; Sweat &#38; Glitter</title>
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		<description>[...] I got the Frank Black &#8220;Christmass&#8221; CD for, ironically, Christmas (and yeah I know it&#8217;s from 2006). Anyway, I fired it up while I was driving home from work. My mind did a little time traveling and went back to the summer when I was in the Tampa library dodging a courtly homeless man who kept asking me out. I lost him in the maze of magazine towers and promptly lost myself in a music magazine that featured interviews with two of my favorites, Frank Black and Nick Cave. [...]</description>
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