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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Busey'd!


When I die, this is the picture I want at my service, in lieu of an open casket or a portrait of me. Thank you.

Also, I will be missing my show AGAIN this week. I have had the sinus infection that ate New York for three weeks, but am finally better. As my reward, a Nor'easter is dumping five to ten inches of snow on the mid-Atlantic I-95 corridor. I swear, once I am able to get to WVUD, I am there! In the meantime, the capable John will do my show (again) this week. I'll be on next week!

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Friday, November 19, 2010

Not Sure if Serious












This makes me giggle each time I see it. I think I'm sleepy.

Did you hear the show yesterday? I might have been sleepy then, too.

Here are playlists for the last two shows:


Log for first part of November 11, 2010 show

Log for second part of November 11, 2010 show



Log for first part of November 18, 2010 show

Log for second part of November 18, 2010 show


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Thursday, October 28, 2010

Holmes & Yo-Yo, Yo


The show Holmes & Yo-Yo haunted me when I was a kid. Unfortunately, I remember nothing about it, other than that I found it amazing and wonderful. It took me years of random internet searches to figure out that my vision of a lantern-jawed actor with a computer panel for a chest REALLY HAPPENED. It happened on my family's television, but it happened.


Also, Yo-Yo had a built-in Polaroid camera. Press his nose and a photo would eject from his shirt pocket. Androids are pretty cool. (Watch the intro to the show on YouTube here.)

Playlists are cool, too.

Log for first part of October 28, 2010 show

Log for second part of October 28, 2010 show


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Thursday, October 21, 2010

Dovedale by Moonlight





My mother went to Oberlin College and would go stare at this painting in their gallery whenever she felt blue.




It's by Joseph Wright of Derby and is now called "Dovedale by Moonlight," though it was once known by a different name, I believe.

It was painted in roughly 1784. Here is a write-up from Oberlin's Allen Memorial Art Museum website that tells more.


And here, with (out) all the majesty of a superior nocturnal landscape, is today's playlist.


Log for first part of October 21, 2010 show

Log for second part of October 21, 2010 show

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Thursday, October 07, 2010

Filled With Shame!




And here, like a big fat elephant rump that you haven't seen in months but could never actually forget about entirely, is today's playlist.



Log for first part of October 7, 2010 show

Log for second part of October 7, 2010 show

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Monday, June 07, 2010

Hooray!


Bricka bracka fire cracker
sis boom bah!
Monday morning Monday morning rah rah rah!

Monday, December 07, 2009

Rusted


And here, a little rusty, are last week's playlists.

Log for first part of December 3rd, 2009 show

Log for second part of December 3rd, 2009 show






And furthermore, other rust.


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Thursday, November 19, 2009

Monster Trucker


One of my favorite songs is "It's a Monster Trucker" by Eels. It is ridiculous. I recommend it. I play the clean version, of course, but you can read about the original and the decision to make a clean version here.

I also recommend that, if you are 40 years old and female, you get a mammogram every year from now on. Eat that, Task Force. EAT IT FOR LUNCH.


And here, faster than you can admit that Task Forces are just dorks with Audis, is today's playlist:

Log for first part of November 19th, 2009 show

Log for second part of November 19th, 2009 show

P.S. I'm sorry I linked to a USA Today article. I know you're judging me. But it was the one w/ the quotes I wanted to share, darnit.

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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Stampede


At work, a nice woman sent out an email saying that there were some Target tote bags available upstairs. You have never seen so many ladies swarm the elevator bay. I hate to say it, but I was excited about the tote bag. It felt like a BIG DEAL. So now I have one. And I have to say, the thrill is not gone. I wonder if it's not just because it's a tote bag, but also because it's from Target. Everyone loves Target. If it were from the Mealy Funeral Home, maybe I wouldn't have been as excited.

Get to totin! Playlists for the last two shows:

Log for first part of November 12th, 2009 show

Log for second part of November 12th, 2009 show



Log for first part of November 5th, 2009 show

Log for second part of November 5th, 2009 show

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Thursday, October 29, 2009

Doggies Have it Rough

Friday, October 23, 2009

Like the Haystack Needle


I am on a Stevie Wonder kick the likes of which you have never seen. I am All Stevie Wonder All the Time. I showed incredible, herculean strength in not playing ALL of his album "Music of My Mind" on the show yesterday. I would have played it TWICE if, during the show, I had realized that he was only 22 years old when he created that album.

I knew he was Little Stevie Wonder in the Sixties, but I couldn't figure out how he could be so mature in his music in 1972 if he were a teen in the Sixties. He must have been in his thirties when he wrote Music of My Mind and its follow-up, Innervisions. Right? RIGHT? No. Twenty-two for Music of My Mind and 23 for Innervisions. Which means, sportsfans, that he was 23 when he wrote "Higher Ground" and "Living for the City" AND "Golden Lady" AND "Don't You Worry 'Bout a Thing," for god's great glorious sake. COME ON, WONDER.

I wonder if there were hundreds of extraordinarily talented musicians in the early Seventies who were just coming up dry and couldn't figure out why. "What is this miles-deep, sucking wound in my chest? Why do I hear wind whistling through the place where my very essence should be?" they'd all think. Then, Stevie Wonder would enter the room, with a ribcage the size of a dinosaur's, and they'd all think, "Oooooh, I get it. Stevie Wonder SUCKED ALL OF THE TALENT, SOUL, AND GOODNESS OUT OF EVERYTHING and used them to make the tightest, most poetic, loveliest albums possible. Oh. Well, then. That's okay, I guess." And then they would serve up another vanilla-choco twist at the Tastee-Freeze and think about the giant bag of weed they would use later to numb their psychic pain. Sorry, Leo Sayer. You were adorable, but you didn't stand a damn chance. Enjoy that cute dancin' song, though. It was really nice.

Okay! So, now that we've discovered my obsession, let's see yesterday's (remarkably restrained) playlist!


And here, faster than you can say "Todo 'sta bien, chévere," is the list:

Log for first part of October 22nd, 2009 show

Log for second part of October 22nd, 2009 show


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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Art is cool





Mark Jenkins is making me really happy. Enjoy his website.

Hooray!














Also, I'll be back on the air this week. Thursday, 6am to 8:30am. Thanks to Tom for filling in for me while I was at a wedding.

91.3FM, WVUD. www.WVUD.org



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Friday, October 09, 2009

One Reason to Love and/or Hate a Dog

Friday, September 18, 2009

Not in a Blogging Mood, But Definitely in a Playlist Mood