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Standard Toilet Seat: Hey, remember when we sweat on Coney Island?
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Hey, remember when we sweat on Coney Island? Here we have the Rogers Sisters, with emphasis on bassist Miyuki Furtado, whom Sam and I recently passed one quiet night last week in Brooklyn. Tapes 'N Tapes was endearing, and boring. But Man Man, on the other hand. Was crafty kitchen sink, acid-face mayhem. I don't think their straight. In fact, I think they'd get along well with hippie Ernie. Posted by freddy at 3:11 PM. Download The Stovetops' 3/14 podcast on WMBR. No good lyrics to quote here).
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Standard Toilet Seat: 07.2006
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It has been a while, to be sure, what with a semester fling with Judy. And a summer wrapped up in the war. But the Standard Toilet Seat is due for a freshening-up, with shiny new content, from musings on NYC fools ("do you want me to tell you about my art") to the soon-posted Siren Music Festival photo extravaganza (thanks to Stylus Magazine. Sam and I were in the press pit last Saturday, and I was snapping away with my film camera, hence the current delay in uploading the hot shots of Art Brut, et al).
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Standard Toilet Seat: 03.2006
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I always knew NYU was for lamers. Kenny's got the beer! And now Gawker's only confirmed my suspicions! I mean, here at Vassar, we're way cooler than NYU kids. Like, we don't just go to our school because it's in New York or to snag hooknasties in bar bathrooms. We go here for the academics, and the many on-campus entertainment options, like the Mug, a dance club underneath a cafeteria, and the proximity to New York. And, uh, the ratio! If only I could find that sweet article Spin. Doesn't want you to see!
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Standard Toilet Seat: 04.2006
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If you're ever sitting idly, perhaps eating a poorly wrapped burrito, trying to do anything but what it is that you have to do, delve into Ananova. But still.I read it on Ananova first. In that vein, two delights just found tonight:. Pips might taste better microwaved, but Berliner Karl-Friedrich Lentze is pissed. Or even better still, and Stovetops listen up, it seems a record deal is only a few depressing, private basement webcam performances away. Posted by freddy at 10:24 PM. The high and mighty.
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Standard Toilet Seat: Freshening the Seat
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It has been a while, to be sure, what with a semester fling with Judy. And a summer wrapped up in the war. But the Standard Toilet Seat is due for a freshening-up, with shiny new content, from musings on NYC fools ("do you want me to tell you about my art") to the soon-posted Siren Music Festival photo extravaganza (thanks to Stylus Magazine. Sam and I were in the press pit last Saturday, and I was snapping away with my film camera, hence the current delay in uploading the hot shots of Art Brut, et al).
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Standard Toilet Seat: and strike two...
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Slash oh fucking Jesus and Semadar. Chain, not again. As if javagerism. Weren't bad enough, "hipster synagogues"? Name has arthur retardzberger been finding these assholes? Posted by mary l'ween at 7:55 AM. Download The Stovetops' 3/14 podcast on WMBR. I always knew NYU was for lamers. Ye Olde Breukelen Rock Hall. Mum, why do you kiss floozies? I bet you go to more classes than not.
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Standard Toilet Seat: Let's Get Musseled
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That mussels taste good? If not, maybe charming young Frenchmen, such simple sophisticates, will convince you. Still not? Pair them with promo-copy for one American restaurant and the following money quote, and how can you not believe the Times? I’ll tell you who ate mussels in America 25 years ago, said Paul Brayton, a Maine-based expert in shellfish aquaculture. In a pizza joint in Jersey, if your pizza was taking too long, they used to send out half a dozen mussels on the half shell.".
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Standard Toilet Seat: 01.2006
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More Demos (now from Poughkeepsie). That's right. Except these are crisper, less patchoul-banter-to-a-tune. Two by Sam and two by me. Part of a late-announced, continued series of songs under the Standard Toilet Seat media empire. But unfortunately, as "You Send It" files, they'll only be up for a week, at least til we find a permament website for stashing. Tally-ho! Posted by freddy at 5:39 PM. All for now. Tally-ho and more banter later on the scope of daft culture. Posted by freddy at 10:00 PM. The wo...
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Standard Toilet Seat: 08.2006
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That mussels taste good? If not, maybe charming young Frenchmen, such simple sophisticates, will convince you. Still not? Pair them with promo-copy for one American restaurant and the following money quote, and how can you not believe the Times? I’ll tell you who ate mussels in America 25 years ago, said Paul Brayton, a Maine-based expert in shellfish aquaculture. In a pizza joint in Jersey, if your pizza was taking too long, they used to send out half a dozen mussels on the half shell.". And then Eddie ...
