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The first time I heard of R.E.M it was the fall of 1983 and I was a high school sophomore in Millinocket.
My brother, Jeff, then a freshman at Colby College, had seen them play on campus. He wrote me a letter (remember those?) that said, in effect, "Check this band out."See the full content of this document
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R.E.M. Not Automatic for Me Anymore
He knew I'd be hooked, and I was. I was the music fanatic of the family. As a seventh-grader I mourned John Lennon's murder. I devoured records by the Beatles, the Who and Police. I bleached my hair to look like Sting (it turned out...
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