New York City is pretty much already the definition of sensory overload, all by itself, on a random Tuesday, in the middle of nothing, when half of the city calls in sick. So when it's time for the annual cluster-you-know-what known as the CMJ Music Marathon? If I were Johnny-Five, my circuits would have shorted. Lucky for you, I just eeked by in the "living to tell about it" category, so I here I am, living. And telling you about it! In no particular order, I present to you: my favorite finds from CMJ 2011.
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