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May 02, 2008

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thea

Hi Hong An!
I know I haven't seen you in a really long time, so maybe it's a little creepy that I was reading your blog, but this is an excellent observation:
"The recent move away from the Kneejerk Irony that marked the early '00s seems to be veering from The New Sincerity and into the territory of Dada."
I think you are right on.
That's it!
Hope things are good.

ht

hey thea! so great to hear from you. my co-blogger MD actually wrote this piece, and there's actually gonna be a follow-up post of sorts, featuring additional thoughts on mr. lin and his merry stream of consciousness ...

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  • If Ayn Rand and Walter Benjamin got in a cage fight and then made up over foie gras, single malt scotch and indie pop, you'd have the delightful adventures of "That Was Probably Awkward." Plus or minus the single malt and foie gras, depending on the week's finances. But always the indie pop. Sad, stirring indie pop. And a decent happy hour.

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