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MGMT

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Biography

Finding an unlikely middle point between Suicide's hostile, proto-electro punk art noise and the sardonic, pop-friendly sound of The Flaming Lips, MGMT started as electroclash musical terrorists but quickly grew into an eclectic, brainy pop group with psychedelic overtones. MGMT first formed in 2002, during Ben Goldwasser and Andrew VanWyngarden's freshman year as art students at Wesleyan University in Middletown, CT. The band was initially known as The Management, and its shows consisted mostly of backing tapes, synthesizers, and prerecorded vocals playing as Goldwasser and Van Wyngarden engaged the audience in a manner somewhere between performance art and good old-fashioned punky hostility. By their senior year, things had toned down considerably on-stage and the duo began augmenting its live sound with backing musicians.

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Top Tracks

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  1.  
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    You were a child,
    crawlin' on your knees toward it.
    Makin' mama so proud,
    but your voice was too loud.
    We like to watch you laughing.
    Kids - (5:03)  -  621,284 plays
  2.  
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    I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
    Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
    I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
    You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
    This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
    Time To Pretend - (4:28)  -  486,884 plays
  3.  
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    All along the western front
    People line up to receive.
    She got the power in her hand
    To shock you like you won't believe.
    Saw her in the amazon
    Electric Feel - (3:52)  -  485,169 plays
  4.  
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    Evil is I, Yes to find a shore,
    A beast that doesn't quiver anymore,
    And we can crush some plants to paint my walls,
    And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
    Was I? I was too lazy to play
    Weekend Wars - (4:10)  -  233,594 plays
  5.  
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    This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together.
    We could flood the streets with love or light or heat whatever.
    Lock the parents out, cut a rug, twist and shout,
    Wave your hands,
    Make it rain,
    The Youth - (3:48)  -  208,197 plays
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