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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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Feel a Draught?: Tigín opens an outpost in a Hampton Inn downtown? O'Really!
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Seeing Red: Partners battle over a Wash. Ave. eatery's ownership (9)
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Red Alert: Everything they really don't want you to know about those pesky traffic-light cameras (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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R.E.M. Accelerate: An Advance Review and Song-by-Song Analysis of the Band's New Album
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Your Weekly St. Louis Food Blog Digest
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This Is Hawkwind -- Do Not Panic
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Recent Articles By Jaime Lees
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Bret Michaels (sort of) talks dirty to RFT
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AA Bondy reinvents himself as an indie-folk artist
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Vince Neil
7:30 p.m. Thursday, January 17. Bottleneck Blues Bar at the Ameristar Casino, 1260 South Main Street, St. Charles.
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Bare Is My Mind?
Bobby Bare Jr. covers up with his ace Pixies and Breeders tribute act.
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The Shondes/The Helium Tapes/That's My Daughter
9 p.m. Wednesday, December 19. The Bluebird, 2706 Olive Street.
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By Michael Musto
The Weirdness is the first new studio album released by the Stooges in 34 years. Not surprisingly, there was considerable doubt as to whether the Detroit legends could pull off a new album. But rest assured: They have. The Weirdness manages to capture that distinctive Stooges swagger while still sounding appropriately evolved. Original members Iggy Pop, Ron Asheton and Scott Asheton (with help from Mike Watt of the Minutemen) manage to mix the loose, intoxicating thump of Fun House with all the shake appeal of Raw Power to create music that still sounds vintage yet undeniably fresh. This is in large part due to the inclusion of production genius Steve Albini, who engineered impeccably clear drum and guitar sounds that work perfectly as the foundation for the Asheton brothers' dirty sonic fuzz. The lyrics are loaded with classic bored Iggyisms such as "I can't tell if I'm dead or having fun" and peppered with Pop's trademark yelps, hoots, wooos and praises of the female figure. On standout tracks such as the raucous "Mexican Guy" and "I'm Fried," listeners can feel the same guitar-fueled, gyrating stomp that keeps the Stooges so sexalicious all these years later.







