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Nothing elicits Eve’s come-hither-stare more than the infectious music of this Noe-retro-POMO-electro duo. #empireofthesun #walkingonadream #vinyl #catsofinstagram (at New York, New York)

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Eve is lapping up the groovy vibes of the only Jersey Shore album that matters. #brucespringsteen #catsofinstagram #cat

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Here’s Eve absorbing the scintillating sounds of the Fab Four, the sound of their ripening artistic vision. #thebeatles #rubbersouls #catsofinstagram #cat #vinyl (at Bronx, New York)

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How did Eve pass the time while her hooman servants were away on vacation? Naturally by listening to Mr Coltrane spew hot gusts of soul from his glistening sax.

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Eve, making tough choices on Easter Sunday. #catsofinstagram #cat #vintage #jazz #easterbunny

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Sadly, it turns out that little Eve is a classic “Disco Sucks” snob. We thought she’d love the delicious, snaking, dance-floor grooves of the Bee Gees, but we were o-so-wrong. Or maybe she just hates Aussie brothers? Hard to say. #cat #disco #beegees #vinyl (at East Bronx, Bronx, New York)

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God Only Knows What Eve is feeling as she basks in the aural pleasures of this Wilson’s masterpiece. #catsofinstagram #catsofinstagram #petsounds #beachboys #vinyl #eve

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Winter Storm Toby has nothing on this early 80s folk-punk classic. It’s amazing what three nerd from the hinterlands can do with an acoustic guitar, a bass, and a snare drum. According to Eve, teen angst has rarely sounded so darn cat-chy. Three paws up. #winterstormtoby #eve #cat #catsofinstagram #violentfemmes #vinyl (at Throggs Neck)

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Here’s Eve, celebrating the patron saint of felines and indie Chan-teuses the world over. #cat #catpower #vinyl #stpatricksday (at New York, New York)

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Here’s Eve, climbing into the pit of despair to snuggle up with the most rhythmic of navel gazers, Interpol. Misery can be an intoxicating elixir when served right. #interpol #cat #vinyl #brew (at Bronx, New York)

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So? #bonjovi #slipperywhenwet #cat #vinyl (at Bronx, New York)

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For Eve, the title track is only the second best thing about this album. The best part is seeing her Uncle Gary on the cover. #eyeofthetiger #unclegary #catsofinstagram #cat #rocky

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It’s a Mingus morning for Eve, one Cool Cat relaxing to the fierce groove of another, lapping up that sizzling double bass like it was bacon off straight off the griddle. #cat #coolcat #mingus #vinyl #jazz #saturdaymorning (at Throggs Neck)

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Here we see Eve luxuriating in the fecund musicality of Wilco’s third studio album, Summerteeth. And who can blame her? The album is a gorgeous potpawri of lush stylings and jagged moods. Eve gives it 3 Paws and a Purr. #catsofinstagram #cat #vinyl #wilco #summerteeth #purrfect (at Bronx, New York)

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Eve can’t stay from this late 90s gem from Wilco. And who can blame her? The album is a gorgeous potpawri of musical stylings and moods. Eve gives it 3 Paws and a Purr. #catsofinstagram #cat #vinyl #wilco #summerteeth #purrfect (at Bronx, New York)

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Eve is just k(sm)itten with the eponymous debut of the Talking Heads. The eccentric chords and David Byrne’s quixotic lyrics about sexy buildings and polite psychopaths are the cat’s pajamas. She gives it a full 3 Paws. #catsofinstagram #talkingheads #psychokiller #vinyl #bicycle (at Throggs Neck)