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Friday Playlist #10: The Best of R.E.M.




To be honest, I'm not super sad about the break-up because R.E.M. is band that will never really fade away. They have such a long catalog of great music that it will be with us for years and years to come and will continue to influence kids who won't even remember who Michael Stipe was!

(I mean really, I just read a book about Emo culture called Everybody Hurts. The book sucked ass, but we all know which song it was referencing!)

The saddest thing about a band like this breaking up is knowing you'll never get to see them live. But c'mon now, people. The Police broke up in the 80's and I just saw them 4 years ago. Who knows? Maybe they'll get back together in 10 or so years and bring Bill Berry back with them! Now THAT would be worth the $150 ticket price!

But I digress......

Here's my favorite hits of R.E.M. Another band that reminds me of my man......and even a few that remind me of Little Boy.......

~Near Wild Heaven

~Nightswimming

~Radio Free Europe

~The One I Love

~What's the Frequency, Kenneth?

~Pop Song '89

~It's a Free World, Baby

~(Don't Go Back to) Rockville

~Fall on Me

~Orange Crush

~It's the End of the World as We Know It

~Man on the Moon

~Finest Worksong

Pull out your vinyl, your CDs or your current choice of MP3 player and crank up some R.E.M. today. You'll feel 16 again, I promise. And ten years from now, you'll feel it then too. I'm sure of it.......

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