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So obscure that the folks at Perhacs’ original label can’t remember releasing it, the woozy SoCal folk of Parallelograms is more Joni Mitchell than Joni herself. Better yet, the Lady of the Canyon was never this fried: “I’m seeing silences between leaves.” Me, I’m seeing beards and joints and tofu casseroles. —Brent Burton