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the Mountain Goats

I was 29 years old, rolling through New Jersey suburbs in the Vista Cruiser, when the Mountain Goats saved my life. I didn’t know who they were, didn’t even know that they were a band. All I understood was that there was this reedy, not-quite Neil Young, not-quite-tenor voice humming out of the car radio in gorgeous lo-fi, backed up by equally gorgeous lo-fi lone guitar. The voice sang: and Bill Gates/will single-handedly spearhead the Heaven 17 revival/and the Chicago Cubs will beat every team in the league/and the Tampa Bay Bucs will make it all the way to the top/and I will love you again. . . .

Then the song was over, there was this little silence, and I almost wept because I realized that I had just heard the truth. Which is (in this particular case), that even our worst moments may eventually be redeemed, because there is always the chance that they can become something as simultaneously

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