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What better album for a cold, snowy, and wind-blown evening than Robert Smith and friends? My absolute favorite Cure album.
Hey Robert, turn that frown upside down. Or go shovel my drive at least.
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… and scare away the snakes, but only after a melancholy serenade … boys DO too cry!
Excellent choice! Really, I mean that.
Melancholy serenades are my favorite kind of serenade.
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Great selection for a snowstorm. Here in the endless rain of winter Faith has sounded great this winter. It’s one of my favorite Cure records.
Love Faith, too. Pretty much anything from Wish back is great.