I still play Jason Molina's stuff quite regularly, which in turn never fails to reminds me what a talent we lost when his body couldn't take any more abuse at the age of 39. For those of you not in the know, do check out this well informed eulogy in the Chicago Reader. Anyway, here's an angry and intense one of his. "Now the world was empty on the day when they made it, but heaven needed someplace to throw all the shit..."
Magnolia Electric Co. - The Dark Don't Hide It
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