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7-Up vs. Coke Part 2
Heir to a fortune, Andrew Gladney went from John Burroughs to Yale and came home to found the dot-com darling Savvis Inc. Then he squandered it all. The spectacular flameout of a St. Louis soft-drink scion.
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Red Alert: Everything they really don't want you to know about those pesky traffic-light cameras
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Ludo is fired up and ready to play on the national stage
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Curious Gorge: Ian tests the animal magnetism of Three Monkeys
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Seeing Red: Partners battle over a Wash. Ave. eatery's ownership
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Red Alert: Everything they really don't want you to know about those pesky traffic-light cameras (10)
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Seeing Red: Partners battle over a Wash. Ave. eatery's ownership (9)
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7-Up vs. Coke Part 2 (6)
Heir to a fortune, Andrew Gladney went from John Burroughs to Yale and came home to found the dot-com darling Savvis Inc. Then he squandered it all. The spectacular flameout of a St. Louis soft-drink scion.
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Will Ian flip for the Original Pancake House? (4)
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Is a Wash. U. dean destroying alumni records and making unjust department cuts? (3)
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Have two Nirvana producers helped create the next Metallica?
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"The Sex Song": Not TASTiSKANK's homage to Matthew McConaughey
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Bret Michaels (sort of) talks dirty to RFT
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The 75s make an extra-fancy splash with its debut record
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Producer nonpareil Pharrell Williams is happy to be just one of the band again
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Legendarily Ornery STL Bartender Mark Pollman ICU Update
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This Band Could Be Your Life, Part I: So Many Dynamos Tours to SXSW
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Newman's Own Mango Salsa Cures Man's E.D.
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This Is Hawkwind -- Do Not Panic
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Recent Articles By Thomas Crone
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Mad haPPy with Rob Getzschman and Jonathan Toth From Hoth
Wednesday, April 23; Frederick's Music Lounge
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Bump and Grind
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Bob Log III with Bebe and Serge
Saturday, April 12; Rocket Bar
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Thwak-ed Out
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Al Stewart
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National Features
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Picastro with Blueberry McGregor
Friday, February 21; Radio Cherokee
By Thomas Crone
Published: February 19, 2003You could make a convincing case that there's too much music being released these days, a relentless river of dreck that never stops flowing. The flip side of this truism is that there's a world of music out there that you'd love -- if you ever got to hear it.
Consider yourself fortunate if you've heard of the Pehr label or the group Picastro. Pehr, the label that released Picastro's Red Your Blues, specializes in all manner of off-kilter pop, sneaky gems from disparate bands unafraid to sprinkle instruments such as cello and violin atop the standard-issue guitars, basses and drums. Based in Toronto, Picastro consists of singer/ songwriter/guitarist Liz Hysen and a rotating cast of collaborators; the group's spare, trancey melodies and occasional bursts of release bring to mind the works of kindred spirits Lisa Germano and Julie Doiron. A sly and appealing record that sounds better with repeated listens, Red Your Blues is darkly tinged and vaguely foreboding -- the adjective "melancholy" is more or less obligatory in any description of Picastro (including, it seems, this one).








