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The new Rufus Wainwright album, Release the Stars, arrived yesterday. I listened to it while I was tidying up the blue room. I liked it, but nothing really grabbed me, until the penultimate song, "Sanssouci," which I listened to no fewer than thirty-three times. I even got the yodel down.

The words are somewhat kinky (this is, after all, Rufus), but the tune is primo pop. I just want to be where this song is.


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