Yesterday RS.com photo editor John Gara and I learned a valuable lesson: being Frank Black for more than 20 minutes results in a sore throat. Because I've written a book on the Pixies and John is the owner of a vintage Pixies shirt, we felt most qualified to demo the new Doolittle songs that will be added to Rock Band later this month. For an hour of pure bliss, we learned which lyrics might be embarassing to yell in front of a co-worker ("Whores in my bed!"), and that we could indeed pant in harmony ("Tame"). Keep reading for our breakdown of the game's (pretty damn cool) new additions.

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The argument against him:
• Nearly everything since Play.
• The fact that we had to hear Play shilling everything from Levi's to Bailey's Irish Cream to FIFA 2001.
• His New York cafe Teany doesn't take credit cards.

The defense:
• His condemnation of Eminem's rough treatment of Triumph the Insult Comic Dog at the 2002 VMAs.
• His devotion to the noble pursuit of blogging.
• This awesome free mix of tracks from his April 1st album Last Night.

The summation:
I'm not just saying this because I'm reviewing the album and have listened to it so many times it's officially interwoven into my short-term memory. This is a super-fun return-to-form record that attempts to recreate the experience of a woozy night out dancing in New York (sadly, it's largely a New York of yesteryear; thanks to crackdowns on clubs, wide-eyed revelers have fewer spots to twirl around a dance floor with random dudes from New Jersey).

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