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Anyone worried after hearing
Watch Me Fall that Jay Reatard was slowing down and maturing, will be happy to know that on Tuesday he raced through a blistering set turning all those Kiwi pop and garage rock songs into scratchy punk. No energy lost here. Although it was a free show at a small independent record store, he played for a solid half hour, barely pausing between songs. I'm pretty sure I destroyed my ears standing up front. It took about an hour before the world no longer sounded muffled. Always a good sign, right?
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