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the rockers
quite like their idols, Amy and Kurt, they met at a local dive bar, spend their Sundays at the vinyl section of the local flea market, and write so marvelously that their song about running out of their favorite cereal could get you sobbing for days. Absolutely unforgettable.
They say: "smells like sunday" "any wine in the house?"
