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Close your eyes and the years fall away. An inventive arpeggio on a Rickenbacker; a melodic bass line; sharp staccato drumming as the singer attempts to communicate to an unreceptive world. But this wasn’t a relatively unknown Georgian quartet playing a cold December night in the pre-Lion King Lyceum; this was the Royal Albert Hall, the best part of a quarter of a century later, and REM were …
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