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Salient Mix-tape #4–Songs To Travel Through Time To

If you’re heading out into the wider universe any time soon, you’ll want the right soundtrack to your adventures. Good music will really help you out if you’re confronted by an Urg-Fish Man from Blathamoth or just a simple black hole. And I hear that in the farthest reaches of a foreign galaxy lurks this planet populated by this race called the Pihipsters, who have been known to destroy on sight any traveller wearing flares, whose greatest power lies their cynical stare and who have developed an external brain that looks like a fashionable hairstyle.

Side A: The takeoff 1. Let’s Go! (Back To The Big Bang) – The Omnivores
2. Girl From Mars – Ash
3. I Will Follow You Into The Dark – Death Cab For Cutie
4. 3rd Planet – Modest Mouse
5. Cosmic Wheels – Donovan
6. Across The Universe – The Beatles
7. Blister In The Sun – Violent Femmes

Side B: When your lover abandons you in a parellel universe with no way to get home, with your dead father and an exboyfriend for company. He didn’t even tell you he loved you…
1. A Song To Pass The Time – Bright Eyes
2. 8 Hr Crush – Frase+Bri
3. Forever For Her (Is Over For Me) – The White Stripes
4. All We Have Is Now – The Flaming Lips
5. Time Waster – Grayson Gilmour
6. A Distorted Reality Is Now A Necessity To Be Free – Elliott Smith
7. I Must Be High – Wilco

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