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Julianne Escobedo Shepherd:
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FROM April 20, 2004

Also, my description of JEssica der STUTGART makes her sound like she has become Mother Teresa, or Juan Diego, but she has not. INdeed given over to god, (but not building w/the god), she is just helping Sasha over there on the goat farm. Both of them will return soon, freshly woven sweaters in hand.

Someone may want to tell Kenny Chesney that Tiki Bars are a whole lotta flammable.

If you have sent me an email in the past week and I have not responded, please send it again: entourage ate all my email AND my address book. If you have not sent me an email, do consider it: julianne@portlandmercury.com.

If you missed the neumo's opening "party" thing at EMP, or even if you didn't, Randy Jones (AKA CARO) was scheduled to play; I specifically requested his presence in order to conjure the spirit of Philip "sailing the seven seas" Sherburne, and/or please those many with an interest in nasty electro, superb tech-house, sexy experimental disco, and cowbells. He runs the Seattle label Orac Records, has actually performed in STUTGART (no word on whether he helped with the goats) and when he is not making like, brilliant computer shit for Radiohead, he is frequently slept on. I think that is dumb.

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