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- [[[Chan Marshall]]]'s an honest heroine of the new indie staple – not noise-tune and certainly not irony, both as passé as the guilty pop dreams they kept at bay, but sadness. Slow sadness. Slow sadness about one's inability to relate. And not to audiences. Hell is other people. (en)
- Well, you know ... fuck those people. Well, I think they're already fucked – you don't need to fuck them. There's no point arguing with a puritan. They're just going to think you're a sinner and consign you to hell. It's one of the tendencies I've been fighting for my entire life. I hate it in literature, and I hate it in music. But it's especially vile in music, because it's so clear that music's human function, whatever exactly that is – and nobody understands what it is – has something to do with pleasure. And what a lot of these people don't admit, in fact, is that they're just perverts. And they get their pleasure from pain. (en)
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