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I need to be serenaded by a guitar overdriven into distorted bliss, there's something so uplifting in the crunch and fuzz. Marc Bolan’s swagger and funk infect me and I giggle in delight

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Published: Sep 14, 2010
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Notes: T. Rex by Johnson Hagood is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.

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