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On a similar note, listening to Rilo Kiley kind of gave me a crush on Jenny Lewis, like everyone (for some reason almost all my celebrity crushes and none of my meatspace ones have been on redheads) which was mostly just \u201cpretty girl\u2026 singing pretty words!\u201d

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And what dispelled that was first, living around Echo Park for a while I\u2019d occasionally run across Jenny and Blake in normal life, and you realize they\u2019re both kind of plain, it\u2019s just for shows and shoots she pretties herself up and he uglies himself up

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(also I used the bathroom after her once at, what, Casbah Cafe?, and oh god she stunk the place up, that\u2019s a cute way to have someone humanized for you)

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And second, listening to their side (well, by that time main I guess) projects - The Elected and Jenny\u2019s stuff with The Watson Twins and realizing, from experiencing their songwriting styles in isolation, the Jenny lyrics I really loved had actually been Blake lyrics

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(that\u2019s something, looking back at it you realize that a lot of their songs were one of them singing the other one\u2019s words about their shortcomings as lovers, that must have been a strain - they really were our generation\u2019s Fleetwood Mac)

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Also: the current Swedish wave as a revival of the producer-auteur pop tradition that was eclipsed by the one-two combo of The Beatles and singer-songwriter folk-gone-electric, blah blah rockist cult of authenticity blah blah Phil Spector, blah blah Motown, I can\u2019t be arsed to write it out

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