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name your price: Dance Of The Mancavettes, by Convex Mancave

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It’s probably got something to do with womens’ gymnastics, but Greyhound Out Of Mainline and Matthew Collings have returned to the Mancave. The last we heard from them was Big In Mogadishu (broken down into two parts, apparently, the latter of which is something called Mogadishuier).

The title is Dance Of The Mancavettes (pure perfection). So far the standout track (tracks?!) is “Ten Hundred Days,” the sensatory likeness of Collings grabbing up sheets of Winford’s perfectly usable guitar and crumpling them into paper wads, for trashcan basketball. Imagine scooping up handfuls of water, only for them to turn to static while you watched. A certain craving builds.

Check out also the tuning-peg trickery of “Waiting Room” and the celestial curtness of “Here’s My Intro.” The EP’s contra-dedication to Carly Rae Jepsen leaves only one possible way out of this post:

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