<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902</id><updated>2011-05-28T17:27:29.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Skillet</title><subtitle type='html'>An MP3 Blog with a predisposition towards independent and Knoxville artists. The MP3s here are legal. If you feel one isn't, email me and it will be removed. I also don't host these, so if a song is no longer up, it ain't my fault. Get 'em while they're hot.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111308702657865290</id><published>2005-04-09T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T18:05:05.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Westside Daredevils</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/westside_daredevils_band_photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/westside_daredevils_band_photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/westside_daredevils/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Westside Daredevils&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knoxville's Westside Daredevils blend vocal harmonies together with a three-pronged guitar assault, creating a melodic, textured wall of sound. No power chords here. The 'devils are far more creative with their orchestration. The five-piece's arrangements are filled with thick harmonies, catchy pop hooks, and a variety of styles. This is guitar pop as it was meant to be heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/westside_daredevils/andrea.mp3"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/westside_daredevils/heroes_and_zeroes.mp3"&gt;Heroes and Zeroes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/westside_daredevils/darling_currency.mp3"&gt;Darling Currency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/westside_daredevils/she's_a_disguise.MP3"&gt;She's a Disguise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111308702657865290?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111308702657865290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111308702657865290' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111308702657865290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111308702657865290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/04/westside-daredevils.html' title='Westside Daredevils'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111302563442147981</id><published>2005-04-09T00:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T01:09:54.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Todd Steed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/knoxville_tells_album_cover1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/knoxville_tells_album_cover1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/todd_steed/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todd Steed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knoxville's Todd Steed is something of a modern day town minstrel. He writes and sings songs about his Southern hometown, capturing the love-hate relationship many have with the scruffy little city. Steed chronicles it all, from the underachieving populace to the friendly-spirited pubs to the bookstores that don't serve tea. Over a backdrop of unpretenious East Tennessee sound that flips a middle finger in Nashville's direction, Steed sings his anthems. On his latest album, &lt;i&gt;Knoxville Tells&lt;/i&gt;, a veritable who's who of Knoxville musicians (Scott Miller, RB Morris, Tim Lee, Mic Harrison, Jeff Bills, John Baker, Jim Rivers, Kat Brock, Randall Brown, etc.) lend a hand to a disc of songs about the things, people, and places stumbled upon in East Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/todd_steed/east_town_mall.MP3"&gt;East Town Mall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disgraceland.com/MP3/119.mp3"&gt;North Knoxville (rock version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/todd_steed/north_knoxville.MP3"&gt;North Knoxville (acoustic version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/todd_steed/new_knoxville_girl.MP3"&gt;New Knoxville Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disgraceland.com/MP3/207.mp3"&gt;The World's Unfair (Since 1982)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111302563442147981?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111302563442147981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111302563442147981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111302563442147981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111302563442147981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/04/todd-steed.html' title='Todd Steed'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111302288253180658</id><published>2005-04-09T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T00:17:47.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Longmont Potion Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/longmontpotioncastle.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/longmontpotioncastle.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.longmontpotioncastle.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Longmont Potion Castle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prank calls used to be funny. In some ways they still are. But calling up unsuspecting businesses and homeowners to berate them has gotten more than a bit cliched. Longmont Potion Castle does what so many others have failed to do: he breathes new life into a tired art form. That's not to say he's perfect. There's still something utterly obnoxious here. And he treads familiar waters at times. What sets Longmont Potion Castle apart, though, is his creativity, sheer silliness, utter disregard for logic, and an ultra-quick reaction time. Longmont Potion Castle abandons convention by editing out portions of the conversation, adding sound effects in the midst of utterly serious dialogue, and by asking businesses repeatedly for items that clearly do not exist (bottled squid potion anyone?). Sounds a bit childish, but it will make you giggle like a schoolgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few Longmont Potion Castle calls can be heard &lt;a href="http://www.longmontpotioncastle.com/phonefun/http_docs/lpcphonefun.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I'm particularly fond of LPC Best of Volumes 1 and 2. (The files are a bit cranky, so you may have to push play a couple of times to get them to work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111302288253180658?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111302288253180658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111302288253180658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111302288253180658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111302288253180658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/04/longmont-potion-castle.html' title='Longmont Potion Castle'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111302034115268162</id><published>2005-04-08T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T23:56:31.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul-Junk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/1958_cover250.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/1958_cover250.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.souljunk.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soul-Junk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul-Junk aka Glen Galloway aka Glen Galaxy really is a mad rapper. Much like &lt;a href="http://www.halfhandedcloud.com"&gt;Half-Handed Cloud&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.soundsfamilyre.com/soundsfamilyre/df"&gt;Danielson Famile&lt;/a&gt;, he makes avant-garde music about God that is neither pretentious nor cheesy. It's the sort of religious music that even gets the athiest excited. Parts experimental Hip-hop, free jazz, noise, and indie rock, Soul-Junk is Beck if he were an acid-dropping rapper. Jumbled, jarring layers of loopy, whirring, lazy beats and psychedelic funk make this some of the most imaginative Hip-hop around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundsfamilyre.com/soundsfamilyre/media/mp3/Hogging%20All%20The%20Islands.mp3"&gt;Hogging All the Islands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.souljunk.com/mp3s/soul-junk_1940_sunk%20fang%20shuffle.mp3"&gt;Sunk Fang Shuffle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.souljunk.com/Soul-Junk_-_1956_-_illmi.mp3"&gt;ill-m-i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.souljunk.com/mp3s/new/soul-junk_1940_inverse%20square%20dance.mp3"&gt;Inverse Square Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.souljunk.com/mp3s/new/soul-junk_1940_netherjams.mp3"&gt;Netherjams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111302034115268162?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111302034115268162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111302034115268162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111302034115268162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111302034115268162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/04/soul-junk.html' title='Soul-Junk'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111240011280308487</id><published>2005-04-01T18:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T18:14:37.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dixie Dirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/dixiedirt.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/dixiedirt.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dixiedirt.us"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dixie Dirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knoxville's Dixie Dirt does not sound as its name implies. The band does not play Appalachian melodies, country, or Americana roots rock. Rather, this band is equal parts Neil Young, Sonic Youth, Ragged Glory, with a little dirty Knoxville sound thrown in for good measure. Dixie Dirt makes organic, gritty, and ambitious songs that begin with soft restraint, building to grainy kaleidoscopic intensity. &lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com"&gt;Lynn Point Records&lt;/a&gt; has Dixie Dirt's entire &lt;i&gt;Springtime is for the Hopeless and other ideas&lt;/i&gt; disc available as a &lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/dixie_dirt/index.html"&gt;free download&lt;/a&gt; (including cover art).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/dixie_dirt/fast_food_media.MP3"&gt;Fast Food Media&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/dixie_dirt/a_letter_put_to_music.MP3"&gt;A Letter Put to Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/dixie_dirt/whiskeydrunk.MP3"&gt;Whiskeydrunk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111240011280308487?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111240011280308487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111240011280308487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111240011280308487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111240011280308487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/04/dixie-dirt.html' title='Dixie Dirt'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111176833610619654</id><published>2005-03-25T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:39:55.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/bunkywebsmall.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/bunkywebsmall.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bunkymusic.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bunky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous for its legendary live performances, San Diego’s Bunky makes larger than life fuzzy-sounds and slicked up pop explosions while all the neighborhood kids gather round to watch with curious faces. You’d think the gawking bystanders who amble up to listen hadn’t heard this sort of thing before, which is nonsensical. But Bunky has spit-shined its junkyard hybridization of garage punk, avant garde rock, ska and lovey-dovey balladeering in such a way that you might not even notice. Bunky is twitchy, erratic pop noise, flexible vocals, off-kilter beats and tunes that bulldoze through genre boundaries like a toddler shooting up sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/Strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bunkymusic.com/music/Bunky/Bunky_-_BaBa.mp3"&gt;BaBa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bunkymusic.com/music/Bunky/Bunky_-_chuy.mp3"&gt;chuy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bunkymusic.com/music/Bunky/Bunky_-_yes-no.mp3"&gt;yes-no&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111176833610619654?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111176833610619654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111176833610619654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111176833610619654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111176833610619654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/bunky.html' title='Bunky'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111127791865327442</id><published>2005-03-19T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:41:01.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/sleepstationalbumcover.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/sleepstationalbumcover.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleep-station.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep Station&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Jersey’s Sleep Station makes lush, beautiful concept albums that communicate a sense of wonder and beauty. Lyrical, intricately subtle, and driven by obsessive musical impulses, the quintet pulls off the epic with surprising ease. From &lt;em&gt;Hang in There Charlie’s&lt;/em&gt; take on a 1970s astronaut abandoned by ground control and left to suffocate in loneliness, to &lt;em&gt;Von Cosel’s&lt;/em&gt; twisted romance about a deceased TB patient and the doctor who falls in love with the corpse, preserving it in formaldehyde for a decade, Sleep Station expresses empathy for fucked up characters, all over a poppy, wholly unsentimental musical soundscape. Sleep Station has an entire EP for free download (art included) &lt;a href="http://www.voncosel.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleep-station.com/afterthewar/caroline.mp3"&gt;Caroline, London 1940&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleep-station.com/afterthewar/burdentoyou.mp3"&gt;Burden to You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyeballrecords.com/Music/SleepStation_fadingout.mp3"&gt;Fading Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.voncosel.com/05MyLastDesire.mp3"&gt;My Last Desire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyeballrecords.com/Music/SleepStation_SilverHills.mp3"&gt;Silver Hills&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111127791865327442?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111127791865327442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111127791865327442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111127791865327442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111127791865327442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/sleep-station.html' title='Sleep Station'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111102994427828728</id><published>2005-03-16T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T21:40:26.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/Mustard Polaroids.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/Mustard Polaroids.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mustard/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mustard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time in the late-nineties Knoxville's bar scene was charmed by a three-piece called Mustard. Fronted by guitar wizard Chris Cook, Mustard was a collection of charming high-spirited guitar pop, infused with elements of 70s metal, blues, surf and garage rock. Sloppy, lo-fi, low-key, off-key, flashy yet restrained, and with an ample supply of fun and a danceable live show, Mustard is sadly no more. Fortunately you can download the band's entire first CD (complete with cover art) at &lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com"&gt;Lynn Point Records&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/mustard/eureka_grande/roly_poly.mp3"&gt;Roly Poly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/mustard/eureka_grande/rock_star.mp3"&gt;Rock Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/mustard/eureka_grande/i_make_u_sick.mp3"&gt;I Make You Sick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/mustard/eureka_grande/knox_5000.mp3"&gt;Knox 5000&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/mustard/eureka_grande/honky_pride.mp3"&gt;Honky Pride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lynnpoint.com/mp3/mustard/eureka_grande/lou_can't_reed.mp3"&gt;Lou Can’t Read&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111102994427828728?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111102994427828728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111102994427828728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111102994427828728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111102994427828728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/mustard.html' title='Mustard'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111102135558692045</id><published>2005-03-16T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T19:14:48.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Handed Cloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/hhc_thyword.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/hhc_thyword.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.halfhandedcloud.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half-Handed Cloud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-Handed Cloud is Sunday School meets &lt;i&gt;Sgt. Pepper's&lt;/i&gt;. A one-man band blending toy instruments, found sounds, guitars, cellos, pianos, breathy church organs, woodwinds, trombones, non-instrument sounds, eight-person choirs, sampled air conditioners in reverse, mini-discs and phone calls to friends, Berkeley-resident John Ringhofer creates two-minute whirlwind musical collages like no one else. The Old Testament has never been this erratic, or this much of a drug trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asthmatickitty.com/mp3s/half-handed_cloud_-_thy_is_a_word_-_animals_are_cut_in_two.mp3"&gt;Animals Are Cut in Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asthmatickitty.com/mp3s/half-handed_cloud_-_learning_about_your_scale_-_can%27t_even_breathe_on_my_own_two_feet.mp3"&gt;Can't Even Breathe On My Own Two Feet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asthmatickitty.com/mp3s/half-handed_cloud_-_infamous_polywogs_comp_-_once,twice,seven_times_a_werewolf.mp3"&gt;Once, Twice, Seven Times a Werewolf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundsfamilyre.com/soundsfamilyre/media/mp3/To_Love_Like.mp3"&gt;To Love Like the Father and Son Love Each Other&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asthmatickitty.com/mp3s/half-handed_cloud_-_WHJBTWHBL_-_We%27re_Very_Greatly_Loved.mp3"&gt;We're Very Greatly Loved&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111102135558692045?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111102135558692045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111102135558692045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111102135558692045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111102135558692045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/half-handed-cloud.html' title='Half-Handed Cloud'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111076209062432070</id><published>2005-03-13T19:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T19:07:23.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scout Niblett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/uptown.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/uptown.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scoutniblett.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scout Niblett&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England's Scout Niblett is the sort of performer who makes you fall in love with music all over again. She wears a blonde wig onstage, records with Steve Albini, tours with Cat Power, and has the voice of an enthusiastic child. She wails over drum-heavy songs so gleefully that you wouldn't be surprised to see her rush off to play hopscotch with her friends. She's like a female version of Calvin from the &lt;i&gt;Calvin &amp; Hobbes&lt;/i&gt; comic strip: imaginative, hyperactive and unpredictable, all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scjag.com/mp3/sc/drummerboy.mp3"&gt;Drummer Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scjag.com/mp3/sc/fireflies.mp3"&gt;FireFlies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scjag.com/mp3/sc/uptowntopranking.mp3"&gt;Uptown Top Ranking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111076209062432070?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111076209062432070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111076209062432070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111076209062432070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111076209062432070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/scout-niblett.html' title='Scout Niblett'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111075845254137836</id><published>2005-03-13T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T18:22:25.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolie Holland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/escondida.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/escondida.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jolieholland.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jolie Holland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer/songwriter Jolie Holland sounds like a black and white era starlet. Combining blues, folk, gospel, jazz and pop in totally inventive ways, Holland marks the emergence of a unique and important new voice in the music scene. Jazzy, pure, graceful, poetic and sensual, she's a quiet Nora Jones meets Billie Holliday mixing a little bit of New Orleans with a little bit of Texas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anti.com/download.php?id=27"&gt;Black Hand Blues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anti.com/download.php?id=28"&gt;I Wanna Die&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anti.com/download.php?id=29"&gt;Black Stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anti.com/download.php?id=30"&gt;Old Fashioned Morphine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111075845254137836?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111075845254137836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111075845254137836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111075845254137836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111075845254137836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/jolie-holland.html' title='Jolie Holland'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111075527037675141</id><published>2005-03-13T17:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T17:22:50.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sage Francis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/sage francis.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/sage francis.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sagefrancis.net"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sage Francis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sage Francis is many things to many people. He's a bisexual white rapper from Rhode Island. He's an Old School revivalist. He's a slam poet. He's a political pundit raging against Republicrats and Democrans. He's an underground phenomenon. He's a crybaby emo confessionalist. He's a verbose prophet who never quite hits the mark, yet who raps circles around anyone who can. He's a mindblowing talent who makes you remember how great Eminem used to be, back when every other line made you hit the rewind button over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epitaph.com/_lib/stream.php?f=Slow+Down+Gandhi.mp3&amp;p=/138/410/4863.mp3&amp;id=4863"&gt;Slow Down Gandi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epitaph.com/_lib/stream.php?f=Dance+Monkey.mp3&amp;p=/138/410/4856.mp3&amp;id=4856"&gt;Dance Monkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sagefrancis.net/index.php?option=com_remository&amp;Itemid=74&amp;func=download&amp;filecatid=11"&gt;Makeshift Patriot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sagefrancis.net/index.php?option=com_remository&amp;Itemid=74&amp;func=download&amp;filecatid=12"&gt;Hey Bobby (Reanimator Remix)(Radio Edit)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sagefrancis.net/index.php?option=com_remository&amp;Itemid=74&amp;func=download&amp;filecatid=9"&gt;Threewrite (Remix Mikal kHill and Arit Harvanko)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111075527037675141?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111075527037675141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111075527037675141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111075527037675141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111075527037675141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/sage-francis.html' title='Sage Francis'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111058772962647883</id><published>2005-03-11T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T18:40:48.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ibrahim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/Ibrahim.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/Ibrahim.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.distanceof.com/ibrahim/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ibrahim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental music tends to fall into a few basic categories. You've got your quiet and pretty instrumental, and you've got your experimentally ambitious, verging on pretentious instrumental. Throw in a smattering of surf rock and math rock and you've got a rough skeletal of the scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knoxville's Ibrahim doesn't really fit into any of these categories. Ibrahim is a rock band playing rock music, minus a vocalist. Ranging from the simple to the complex, with hints of Joy Division and Sonic Youth, Ibrahim is layers upon layers of beautifully textured sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.distanceof.com/ibrahim/music/RallyLines.mp3"&gt;Rally Lines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.distanceof.com/ibrahim/music/Sharpton.mp3"&gt;Sharpton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.distanceof.com/ibrahim/music/AmericanSamoa.mp3"&gt;American Samoa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111058772962647883?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111058772962647883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111058772962647883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111058772962647883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111058772962647883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/ibrahim.html' title='Ibrahim'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111043580245414831</id><published>2005-03-10T00:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T00:36:41.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Headphones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/headphones-cover300.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/headphones-cover300.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.headphonesmusic.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Headphones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headphones is the new side project of David Bazan (&lt;a href="http://www.pedrothelion.com"&gt;Pedro the Lion&lt;/a&gt;), Tim Walsh (&lt;a href="http://www.pedrothelion.com"&gt;Pedro the Lion&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twwalsh.com/"&gt;TW Walsh&lt;/a&gt;), and Frank Lenz (&lt;a href="http://www.sf59.com/"&gt;Starflyer 59&lt;/a&gt;). Constructed entirely from synthesizers and drums, Headphones finds Bazan in familiar lyrical territory, exploring the dark and gnarled soul of humanity. Deftly low-key and expectedly lyric-driven, Headphones integrates rock and electronic music into a arresting debut by three seasoned musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headphones entire album can be heard via streaming audio &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/headphones/music"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111043580245414831?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111043580245414831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111043580245414831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111043580245414831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111043580245414831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/headphones.html' title='Headphones'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111025469540820483</id><published>2005-03-07T22:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:11:29.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Bangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/julius.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/julius.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theroyalbangs.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Royal Bangs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knoxville’s Royal Bangs used to be known as the Suburban Urchins. Now they’re not. No matter what you call them, the Bangs produce a refreshing mixture of jerky garage rock, Beatlesque creative prowess and abrasive high-octane youthful zest. Melodic, zany, jagged, careless, passionate, post-punk, the Royal Bangs are very much the epitome of rock and roll. If you like what you find here, the Bangs have two full albums available for free download at their website. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theroyalbangs.com/mp3/cir/BrianTheLion.mp3"&gt;Brian the Lion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theroyalbangs.com/mp3/cir/TheUmbrellaSong.mp3"&gt;The Umbrella Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theroyalbangs.com/mp3/no/MyFriendTheTelevision.mp3"&gt;My Friend the Television&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theroyalbangs.com/mp3/julius/FakeThatChrysler.mp3"&gt;Fake That Chrysler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111025469540820483?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111025469540820483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111025469540820483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111025469540820483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111025469540820483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/royal-bangs.html' title='Royal Bangs'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111014621996304791</id><published>2005-03-06T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T16:03:41.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>D. Rangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/d. rangers.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/d. rangers.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drangers.ca"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D. Rangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many, the genre of country music is synonymous with the irritating pop twang prevalent in Nashville, Tennessee, or else the ignorant machismo prattling of Toby Keith. That’s a shame. If you didn’t get anything else out of &lt;em&gt;O Brother, Where Art Thou?&lt;/em&gt;, you should have at least learned that rootsy, old-timey country and Appalachian music carries far more diversity than whatever Travis Tritt is up to these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnipeg’s D. Rangers are living proof. Innovative, dangerous and purveyors of, from what I’ve heard, a truly impressive live show, the D. Rangers combine bluegrass, western swing, rockabilly, punk and good old fashioned rawk into a remarkable take on traditional music. Plus any band that plays something called a muckbucket bass is worth more than a passing glance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonicbids.com/epk/audio_standard/audio_standard.mp3?file_id=77027"&gt;We Stay High and Lonesome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonicbids.com/epk/audio_standard/audio_standard.mp3?file_id=77028"&gt;Coughin' Up Blood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonicbids.com/epk/audio_standard/audio_standard.mp3?file_id=77030"&gt;Cherokee Surf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111014621996304791?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111014621996304791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111014621996304791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111014621996304791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111014621996304791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/d-rangers.html' title='D. Rangers'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111014198702979646</id><published>2005-03-06T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T14:59:34.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing Science Records</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/space.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/space.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acme.com/jef/science_songs/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singing Science Records&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing quite so fun as learning set to music. But before PBS came along, kids were often subjected strange LP recordings imparting knowledge. Case in point? Jef Poskanzer’s archive of science-themed folk songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poskanzer has a tremendous archive of these eerie, Atomic Age ditties from a six-LP set of science-themed songs from the late 1950s and early 1960s. The albums were produced by Hy Zaret and Lou Singer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Poskanzer notes, “Zaret's main claim to fame is writing the lyrics to the classic &lt;em&gt;Unchained Melody&lt;/em&gt; for the 1955 movie &lt;em&gt;Unchained&lt;/em&gt;, later recorded by the Righteous Brothers. Three of the albums were performed by Tom Glazer, the semi-famous 1940s folk musician who wrote &lt;em&gt;On Top of Spaghetti&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should really sample these songs on a Hip-Hop album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Glazer and Dottie Evans - &lt;a href="http://www.acme.com/jef/science_songs/beep_beep-160.mp3"&gt;Beep, Beep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marais &amp; Miranda - &lt;a href="http://www.acme.com/jef/science_songs/song_of_rocks-160.mp3"&gt;Song of the Rocks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Collins - &lt;a href="http://www.acme.com/jef/science_songs/thunder-160.mp3"&gt;Who's Afraid of Thunder?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111014198702979646?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111014198702979646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111014198702979646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111014198702979646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111014198702979646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/singing-science-records.html' title='Singing Science Records'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-111008718520859162</id><published>2005-03-05T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:44:59.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Senryu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/splash2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/splash2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.senryutheband.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senryu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knoxville’s Senryu is a genre-melding six-car Interstate pileup of a band. Never content to play in one musical sandbox, this pop-wielding quartet meshes stripped-down acoustics, orchestral balladry, Vaudeville anthems and bitter sweet love songs into a gooey synthesis of burly rock wizardry. Senryu has been compared to Smashing Pumpkins, Interpol and a Jeff Buckley fronted Cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disgraceland.com/MP3/210.mp3"&gt;Stretched Across&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.senryutheband.com/music/the_problem_live.mp3"&gt;The Problem (Live)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-111008718520859162?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/111008718520859162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=111008718520859162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111008718520859162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/111008718520859162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/senryu.html' title='Senryu'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9699902.post-110991105991234423</id><published>2005-03-03T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:51:22.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Advantage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/640/COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/123/3901/320/COVER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theadvantageband.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Advantage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of gimmick cover bands out there (many would argue that all cover bands are gimmick bands). Some pay tribute to a specific band. Others cover all the songs on a particular album. Some tackle a particular genre. Others lift the tune and parody the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Advantage is a bit different. Oh, it’s a cover band all right. But unlike Me First and the Gimme Gimmes or dozens of Dave Matthews’ tribute bands, The Advantage covers music from 8-bit Nintendo games. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no defending this sort of behavior. It’s a publicity stunt. It’s a damn good one, too. The band is tight and plays random songs--everything from Castlevania and Contra to Double Dragon 2 and Metroid. Your old school NES has never sounded this great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5rc.com/audio/Ninja%20Gaiden%20-%20Mine%20Shaft.mp3"&gt;Ninja Gaiden – Mine Shaft&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theadvantageband.com/mp3/the%20advantage%20-%20doubledragon2,%20story+boss.mp3"&gt;Double Dragon 2. Story+boss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theadvantageband.com/vidioes/CASTLEVANIA%20AT%20NOISEPOP04.mpg"&gt;Castlevania&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9699902-110991105991234423?l=digitalskillet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/feeds/110991105991234423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9699902&amp;postID=110991105991234423' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/110991105991234423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9699902/posts/default/110991105991234423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digitalskillet.blogspot.com/2005/03/advantage_03.html' title='The Advantage'/><author><name>Digital Skillet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08318060008337510401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
