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Ah, Lansdowne Street. The roar of rowdy bros, the click-clack of skank heels, the grate of Boston accents, the smell of stale vomit, the refrains of "OMG why didn't I wear my coat?" from girls in skimpy tops and short skirts. It's exactly the kind of place you'd expect to hear some authentic blues music. Or... not?