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	<title>Comments on: The Fleshtones Sunday night</title>
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		<title>By: belyin</title>
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		<description>My history with the Fleshtones goes way back to the late 70&#039;s-early 80&#039;s ( the first time I heard them, at Irving Plaza in New York, I turned around and noticed Debbie Harry was standing next to me, and I once saw R.E.M. open for them,) and the last time I saw them was at one of those mid-80&#039;s Jimmy&#039;s shows. Back when I was a fan, I was attracted to their desperation of being unable to imagine a time when they would not be Fleshtones, or perhaps the desperation of not being able to imagine a time when their three-chord rocknroll would no longer matter to any, perhaps even themselves. Their do-or-die commitment made their material transcendent, at least for me, for a time. But sometime you have to get off the van, something the Ramones could never imagine either.</description>
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