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Just stop. (Not you.) I realize that I’m a girl with lead guitar heart strings. But sometimes I forget and then the iPod at the panty office stops working so I put on my Grooveshark favourites playlist (which is another thing I forget exists) and Saigon Kick’s “Love is on the Way” comes on (well yeah, just before Marc Almond’s “Happy Heart” — but that’s for you to sort out, bub) and the jolt in my heart is nothing short of a positively blinding / melting fiber optic Christmas tree.