<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:16:04.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marrow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10796412750144590379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I7hBY_anY5g/SOEwrQ3D_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6WQ1zQ-VJm0/s1600-R/let_me_do_eet.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897.post-4033472764129485485</id><published>2009-03-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:14:56.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well, summer will be here someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For all the shut down strangers and hot rod angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Rumbling through this promised land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tonight my baby and me, we're gonna ride to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And wash these sins off our hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tonight, tonight the highway's bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Out of our way, mister, you best keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'Cause summer's here and the time is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For racin' in the street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8124113752631844897-4033472764129485485?l=marrowmarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4033472764129485485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8124113752631844897&amp;postID=4033472764129485485' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/4033472764129485485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/4033472764129485485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-summer-will-be-here-someday.html' title='well, summer will be here someday'/><author><name>Marrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10796412750144590379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I7hBY_anY5g/SOEwrQ3D_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6WQ1zQ-VJm0/s1600-R/let_me_do_eet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897.post-8973279466495660875</id><published>2008-09-29T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:41:48.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"When we found the things we loved,&lt;br /&gt;They were crushed and dying in the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to pick up the pieces,&lt;br /&gt;And get away without getting hurt,&lt;br /&gt;But they caught us at the state line,&lt;br /&gt;And burned our cars in one last fight,&lt;br /&gt;And left us running burned and blind,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing something in the night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8124113752631844897-8973279466495660875?l=marrowmarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8973279466495660875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8124113752631844897&amp;postID=8973279466495660875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/8973279466495660875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/8973279466495660875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-we-found-things-we-loved-they-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Marrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10796412750144590379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I7hBY_anY5g/SOEwrQ3D_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6WQ1zQ-VJm0/s1600-R/let_me_do_eet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897.post-9042282447880367197</id><published>2008-08-10T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:00:25.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour's done.  Future crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tour's over.  thanks everyone that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;Special shout out to Punch (the band) cos they rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next few months we're doing nothing as a band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Personally, I'm going to become rich and get buff and start on my new exciting life plan (watch the newspapers for that one).&lt;br /&gt;-Parker is going to embark on his pottery making vision quest while watching cats and living for free.&lt;br /&gt;-Rusty is going to get rolling with his professional sousaphone career and living the "High Life".&lt;br /&gt;-Tony is going to join a new band, Universal Annihilation and he'll be publishing a cookbook soon.&lt;br /&gt;-Justin is gonna move somewhere to start his dream of being a Broadway performer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, we'll probably put out a full length record and dominate the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, for the probably non-existent people that are reading this:  keep it real, stay strong, don't turn into a boring asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. lots of news about some things happening is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://portland.indymedia.org/en/topic/greenscare/"&gt;http://portland.indymedia.org/en/topic/greenscare/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8124113752631844897-9042282447880367197?l=marrowmarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/9042282447880367197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8124113752631844897&amp;postID=9042282447880367197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/9042282447880367197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/9042282447880367197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/2008/08/tours-done-future-crap.html' title='Tour&apos;s done.  Future crap'/><author><name>Marrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10796412750144590379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I7hBY_anY5g/SOEwrQ3D_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6WQ1zQ-VJm0/s1600-R/let_me_do_eet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897.post-7956101984030702744</id><published>2008-07-18T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:40:44.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour Dates</title><content type='html'>Here are tour dates.  I imagine this will be the last tour we do until we put a record out.  That might take awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;22 Oly @some house w/Maladie&lt;br /&gt;23 PDX @some house, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;24 Arcata @at yet another mysterious house&lt;br /&gt;Shows below are with Deepen the Wound and Father of the Flood&lt;br /&gt;25 Reno @the Eyeball w/Over-vert&lt;br /&gt;26 Santa Barbara @Biko House w/The Helm, Worship&lt;br /&gt;27 Riverside @ Pharoah's Den w/The Helm, Rogue State&lt;br /&gt;28 LA.  somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;29 San Diego @ either Che cafe or a house&lt;br /&gt;30 the middle of the Desert&lt;br /&gt;31 Tucson@ Dry River Infoshop&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;1 Albuquerque @ Winnings Coffee&lt;br /&gt;2 Flagstaff @ Cottage House&lt;br /&gt;3 SLC&lt;br /&gt;4 Reno @The HQ.  Adam's an old man/Reid's a little kid birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;5 Santa Cruz @ Bike Church&lt;br /&gt;6 Bay ??&lt;br /&gt;7 Salem&lt;br /&gt;8 Oly&lt;br /&gt;9 Seattle @ Squid and Ink&lt;br /&gt;10 Bellingham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8124113752631844897-7956101984030702744?l=marrowmarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7956101984030702744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8124113752631844897&amp;postID=7956101984030702744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/7956101984030702744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/7956101984030702744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/2008/07/tour-dates.html' title='Tour Dates'/><author><name>Marrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10796412750144590379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I7hBY_anY5g/SOEwrQ3D_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6WQ1zQ-VJm0/s1600-R/let_me_do_eet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897.post-4782938308018802026</id><published>2008-07-05T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:23:48.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a question...</title><content type='html'>If you're in front of a coffee shop and there's an old guy kind of looking at you with a friendly face and some sort of undecipherable gleam in his eye; And, after a few minutes, he says:&lt;br /&gt;"Did you want a piece of cake, or something to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;Is it cos you look like a homeless junkie--or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8124113752631844897-4782938308018802026?l=marrowmarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4782938308018802026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8124113752631844897&amp;postID=4782938308018802026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/4782938308018802026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/4782938308018802026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-question.html' title='Here&apos;s a question...'/><author><name>Marrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10796412750144590379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I7hBY_anY5g/SOEwrQ3D_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6WQ1zQ-VJm0/s1600-R/let_me_do_eet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897.post-6122384351486757663</id><published>2008-07-03T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:52:26.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour</title><content type='html'>We're touring the west coast from July 23 til August 8th.  It's gonna be with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/deepenthewound&lt;br /&gt;www.fatheroftheflood.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put up specific dates when I'm not tired and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, pretty soon I'll probably post some writing and maybe other crap that might make this thing a bit more interesting/useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Seawolfe forever.&lt;br /&gt;And cops too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8124113752631844897-6122384351486757663?l=marrowmarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6122384351486757663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8124113752631844897&amp;postID=6122384351486757663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/6122384351486757663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/6122384351486757663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/2008/07/tour.html' title='Tour'/><author><name>Marrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10796412750144590379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I7hBY_anY5g/SOEwrQ3D_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/6WQ1zQ-VJm0/s1600-R/let_me_do_eet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8124113752631844897.post-2288347421515080457</id><published>2008-05-10T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:57:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.  Plus Songs and lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well, hello there in internet land.  I hope things find you well.  This blog thing is going to serve as a place to put tour dates and music and other such things for our band, Marrow.  And at the same time we can safely keep the moral high ground of not having a goddamn myspace (EDIT-spoke too soon on that one  apparently you can't book a fucking tour without it these days.  gosh, you should be our friend), thus providing you with what is probably only a halfway satisfying mediated screen experience.  I would also like to reserve the right to post drunken ramblings now and then.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are three songs that we recorded for a tour cd.  They will most likely eventually be on a full-length record that, if all goes well, we will record later this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water.Liver.Fire&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.romeplowrecords.com/files/marrow/marrow_-_01_-_water_liver_fire_-_1st_movement.mp3"&gt; I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.romeplowrecords.com/files/marrow/marrow_-_02_-_water_liver_fire_-_2nd_movement.mp3"&gt;II&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romeplowrecords.com/files/marrow/marrow_-_03_-_to_the_lighthouse.mp3"&gt;To The Lighthouse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 Water.Liver.Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Searching for a cause or a way to trace the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's in a wrinkle by the eye or the depth beneath the lens&lt;br /&gt;It's in the space carved out by the onslaught of things gone past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eras descend into lines and fissures-Gone Forever&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes, words stuck on the the tongue, things left undone&lt;br /&gt;for which there is No Atonement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bulwark is held by a thousand fleeting lines&lt;br /&gt;The flicker on the skin, the hollowed inside&lt;br /&gt;Presents a mirror to that space, brought forth into flesh&lt;br /&gt;My body holds every instant I've ever drawn breath&lt;br /&gt;Contained therein, the ebb and flow&lt;br /&gt;Years and years with so little ground to show&lt;br /&gt;Thus anchoring lines move upward and out&lt;br /&gt;Born from water below fitted in and taken root&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nourished by movement, yet manifesting stillness&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes I wish to just remain still&lt;br /&gt;And try to piece back together what I've moved on from&lt;br /&gt;(and what's moved on from me)&lt;br /&gt;But there is no stillness with the earth circling underfoot&lt;br /&gt;Such things live on only in body, dream, memory&lt;br /&gt;And this is bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nourished by movement, manifesting stillness&lt;br /&gt;Just remain still-frozen with a memory&lt;br /&gt;There is no stillness with the earth underfoot&lt;br /&gt;Such things die&lt;br /&gt;And this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bitter purge drains and dries blood out&lt;br /&gt;Left gasping, grasping as the air sinks down&lt;br /&gt;And a sweet tonifier building new blood&lt;br /&gt;slowly expanding a shifting space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and On and Never Again-A moment flashes by&lt;br /&gt;Transmuted by time into texture of skin and it will sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down into a core of creation and control&lt;br /&gt;Inhale lifesblood, grieve, and let go&lt;br /&gt;To bear the child of water,&lt;br /&gt;the pole between joy and fear&lt;br /&gt;Gathering will flows into crafting soul&lt;br /&gt;And the first stirring of an unborn sun&lt;br /&gt;(for within, movement can't be undone)&lt;br /&gt;Restless for a new timeless arc&lt;br /&gt;To thaw the core  To nourish the root&lt;br /&gt;To succor the past To give home to hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once,&lt;br /&gt;Movement outside bestowed a crushing grip&lt;br /&gt;Running scared to ground washing away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fabric of these cycles is a wisdom&lt;br /&gt;To move alongside them:  Birth and Decay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I wish to find a place of stillness within my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the Lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Is not really the title of the song, and, in fact, there aren't even real lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;It's just some crap taken from a book!  What a chump move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And, what was even more exciting, she felt, too, as she saw Mr. Ramsay bearing down and retreating, and Mrs. Ramsay sitting with James in the window and the cloud moving and the tree bending, how life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one lived one by one, became curled and whole like a wave which bore one up with it and threw one down with it, there, with a dash on the beach."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8124113752631844897-2288347421515080457?l=marrowmarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2288347421515080457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8124113752631844897&amp;postID=2288347421515080457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/2288347421515080457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8124113752631844897/posts/default/2288347421515080457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marrowmarrow.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-plus-songs-and-lyrics.html' title='Hello.  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