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Judging by the way us Merc bloggers strut around town in our matching End Hits signature windbreakers, you’d think that we’re quite full of ourselves and our keen ability to make the magic happen in Moveable Type. But, alas, it’s not true. In fact, we have lots of love to give other local blogs, especially the cool kids over at Fuck Bad Music.
Evidentially they aren’t down with bad music, but FBM is a great source for all the hotshit dance burners that the kids are listening to these days. They are truly passionate about music, especially live shows, and the FBM posse does a great job of capturing that early 20s chaos of trying to go to as many shows as humanly possible on any given night. Sleep is for old people.
Speaking of sleep, this blogger needs a nap.