In which Bob Lefsetz tries to turn Five Guys’ success into a metaphor for the music industry and fails miserably.
Martha Graham
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Scott Malchus
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For the final two miles of my half marathon, I’ll have Aaron Copland’s Appalachian Spring play in its entirety to help push me through to the end. I figure that if I need something to distract me for the final half hour of the run there’s no better way than Copland’s 25 minute masterpiece.
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