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          • July 5, 2010 2:08 am
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            Witchita Lineman - Glen Campbell - 1968

            mmmm… psychedelic country - My mom used to play this record when I was a little kid.

            This song fascinated me. The singer sung that he could hear someone in the powerlines and he sang about how he loved them. So I listened to the powerlines too and if you listen, they all have a kinda buzz/hum to them - it sounds very alien - so then whenever I would hear the the song, it felt like a love song to the aliens.

            It made me intensely happy and still does to this day.

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