Friday, April 14, 2006

What's In The Car CD Player

Were they any better, badder or bigger than this? This CD just gets better with time. I was 15 when this came out and "Brown Sugar" got me. There are two of my other favorite Stones songs on this. "Can't You Hear Me Knockin'" and "Bitch". Bobby Keys played a bad ass sax and Ian Stewart laid down some nasty Hammond B3 action. But "The Stones" NEVER topped this, in my opinion.
Other than "Alone Together", this is my favorite Dave Mason CD. I thought he was on top of his game at the time and great harmonies from Graham Nash and David Crosby always made me wonder if Dave could have been BETTER than Stills. His playing is first rate and the songwriting superb. In 1973, THIS was the LP on my turntable most of the time and I still listen today. Nice job, Dave.

Random Stuff

April 14th is way too early for the air conditioning. In order to have peace in the family, that is what is up on this day. I am usually pissed if it is turned on before June but with temps in the 90s today, I will try and make peace with the other people that live here.

The boy is back for Easter. He said last night that he will be away most of the summer and he is going to three away games for the Irish. He and his friends are going to Atlanta for the Georgia Tech game, Lansing for Michigan State and LA for the SoCal game. Notre Dame has a shot at a national championship next year. After all the $$ we have sent that school, that's the least they can do.

I remember my dad saying to save at least 10% of what you earn. A "rainy day fund", he called it. After sending two through college, I will have nothing left. Nothing. It sure goes fast. In five years (after the last one gets through), I will have nothing. Nothing. Zilch. Retirement? Me? Ha!

The job search has been very interesting. A number of bites from out of town, but something I interviewed for yesterday may be very cool. Something I have always wanted to do. I won't say what or where, but stay tuned...

It's Easter in St. Louis. They are having the Kirkwood Police direct traffic in front of the Honeybaked Ham store on Manchester Road. Busy trafficway anyway and when you have hundreds of blue haired women getting thier hams, it can only lead to riots and general mayhem.

My yard sucks. I remember many years ago, my father burned our yard. Set it on fire. I asked him why and he said "crabgrass". Shit, I would set the whole thing ablaze this year if I could. I not only have crabgrass but the clover shit that no one else has in my neighborhood. I have sprayed it once and this weekend will give it another dose. Maybe I could burn my yard at night...

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Another GTO Picture...

I continue to salivate about certain things in my youth. This is one of them. I had one that looked exactly like the top picture but had the same spoiler as in the bottom. I think it got about 12 miles to the gallon. We would fill it up at about 7 on a Friday and drive all night to nowhere in particular listening to the AM radio play "Superstition" by Stevie Wonder and "Hi Hi Hi" by Wings and "Trouble Man" by Marvin Gaye and "The World is A Ghetto" by War. Then go bowling at 9am on Saturday, sleep, then off to work on Saturday night. How it all seemed so free. I couldn't tell you what date it was, but I sure know it by what tunes were on the radio. Early 1973 if I remember.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Some Writings

I just found some stuff I did for a humor class I took at Meramec dated 2/21/96. The class was taught by Dr. Richard Michalski who later passed of cancer. He was probably the most original professor I have ever had. It was a study in humor. Whether it was written, viewed or spoken, the class dealt with it. My final was doing the George Carlin bit "Wonderful Wino" (both versions) in front of the class.
We were required to write about life and this is something I wrote back then.

A Guide to Request Line Etiquette

I'm about to kick back with a newspaper or go to the john when the infernal blinking of the request line lets me know I am wanted. Is it a collect call from the Department of Corrections in Potosi again? A bored nymphomaniac looking for a little aural stimulation? Rule of thumb on this one is the hotter she sounds, the more likely she will look like Ernest Borgnine with breasts. Or is it someone just calling for a request? Logistically, they are almost impossible to play, but the caller thinks they are making a deep persoanal connection with me even though this is the one zillionth call I have fielded today. So, how do I blow them off without them waiting in the parking lot with a copy of "Catcher In The Rye" and a .22?
"I'll try to get to it." We in the radio business rarely mean it. But however my conscience eats at me, I just can't launch into a detailed explanation of music rotations, the reasons why things are played, music scheduling software, research, auditorium tests and the like, now can I?
Maybe it's best to come up with variations on the theme. How about these: "Great song, I'll put it on the list!" (Of the songs I won't ever play.) "Thanks for having us on, I'll play that if I can." (I can't, so I won't.) "Keep listening for that one."(And you will grow very old.) "I'll get the CD out and see if I can work it in." (Maybe under that short leg on our lunchroom table.)
Scenario one: Drunk and mournful on the line: "Yeah man, my uncle was killed two weeks ago last Thursday and I want you to play "Free Bird" for him." Bad response..."well, why doesn't he just walk up to Ronnie VanZant now and ask him to play it?" Better response..."you know, we have a powerful transmitter and all, but I don't think it'll reach all the way there."
Scenario two: Mistaken identity on the line: "Did I win? Am I the right caller??!!!" (I'm not doing a contest). Bad..."is this Beavis or Butthead? Did you skip kindergarten the day they gave lessons on dialing the phone?" Better..."Yes, YOU WON and congratulations! As a special bonus, we'll give you a chance to win the KMOX VAN! Just come down to KMOX between midnight and 6am. If you get it started it's all yours!"
Scenario three: Obsessive Compulsive on the line. "Yeah, I have called every fucking day for three weeks to hear "Sweet Leaf" by Black Sabbath AND YOU HAVE NEVER PLAYED IT!" Bad..."what do think this is, your personal fucking jukebox? If so gimme a dollar for each time you've called." Better..."do you realise that I was JUST about to play it until you called back for the third time in 20 minutes?"
Scenario four: Old, free form KSHE radio lover and chronic camplainer who listened in the seventies when "KSHE really rocked". "You guys play the same shit over and over again. I am really tired of hearing the same crap all the time. Would you puhleese play "Echidna's Arf" from Frank Zappa?" Bad..."you're right I am sooo sick of this crap. Let me piss away my life savings and play this really weird piece of shit, so you can be really happy over one song and I can lose my job." Better.."sure, but only if I can follow that up with a piece from one of Frank's favorite composers Edgard Varese. Shall we do an hour's worth?"
Scenario five: Bootlegger on the line "Hurry up and play my request, Iam trying to tape it." Bad..."you cheap shit. Go buy the damn song at the store for 6 bucks. Good God, man." Better..."while you are at it, go call Channel 30 and request the "All You Can Eat" episode of the Simpson's. Man, I have been trying to tape THAT!" Okay response..."federal rules require me to tell you that unauthorized taping off the radio is a felony punishable by 3 to 6 years in prison and fines up to $30,000."
Scenario six: Little kid on the line "Can you play "Waterfall" by TLC and send it out to Amber, Tiffany and Billy?" Only response..."I will under one condition..I want you to scream really loud and jump up and down knock things over until the song comes on. Don't stop until you hear it..Promise?"
Maybe I will just go to the bathroom after all.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Brush With Greatness 8

SOFTBALL WITH YES!
This photo was taken in April of 1984. From left in the black jacket is Katey McGuckin (still doing mornings in KC), to her left is Jon Anderson (in the sunglasses), to his left is Alan White (drummer) to his left is Trevor Rabin (guitarist) to his left is me (looks like I was high, doesn't it?). Behind me is Jeff (now JC) Lunceford (does mornings in Topeka), behind him is Jeff's brother, in front of him is Frankie (still does middays at the Fox) in front of her is Skid Roadie (afternoons at the Fox) and next to him, his wife Terri. Behind her is Jon Hart's ex-girlfriend Lynn Dean. (Jon is the red ball of fur behind Trevor Rabin). I have no idea who the other people are. I would guess they are with the band or winners. Yes wanted to play softball with us (they had just discovered the game, apparently), and since I was such a HUGE fan, it worked out. Funny how radio stations don't do that kind of stuff anymore. This was the first and only time I ever hit a softball out of the park. What a blast. I will remember that day always.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

50 Days...

The days are flying by. It's now been 50 days since no booze, no meat. Boca burgers are fine but man, I am really looking forward to the first steak at Citizen Kane's. As Kent Flounder once said..."this is gonna be GREAT!" Chicken wings at Growlers.... but I am also down about 23 pounds, so we gotta watch that!

Good Night and Good Luck



A much better picture in the theatres than in the living room. I really enjoyed this on the big screen but felt it lost a bit of energy and flow on the old RCA. Still, quite the effort on everyone's part. I forgot how many people smoked back then, but now I think about, ALL of my relatives did. I'll give this one a B+ on the home screen but an A- on the big screen.

King Kong



I loved it. Excellent Friday night fun. My daughter cried her eyes out. I thought it was bit too long but I didn't have a problem with the set up. It kept me entertained. It's an unrequited love story, the kind that has been slayin the audiences since Shakespeare and before. Some parts scared the shit out of me, but still great fun. I'll give this one an A- only because of the length.
Oh, by the way, I loved this one as a kid, too.

Why Gore lost

I am not much of a guy that gets into politics...probably because mine are all over the road. I let others who know more about it and speak better do it for me. Excellent article by Joe Klein in the latest issue of Time. Click here I am looking for a candidate like that, too.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Steve Goodman


Maybe sometimes people come here to read this stuff and maybe sometimes people just zoom through on their way to another blog. Whatever. I think every once in awhile people stop in and see how I'm doing or what I am listening to. If you are stopping by and then zooming past, cool. If you are interested in what I think, God love ya. Either way, I wanted the picture of Steve Goodman to catch your eye. This is probably one of the top song writers of our generation that you have never heard of. I discovered his music a very long time ago when he was alive. Here is what Wikipedia has to say about Steve Goodman:
Steve Goodman
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Steve Goodman (July 25, 1948–September 20, 1984) was an American folk music singer and songwriter.
Born on the north side of Chicago, Illinois, Goodman began writing and performing songs as a teenager, after his family had moved to the near north suburbs. While a student at Maine East High School[1] in Park Ridge, where he graduated in 1968, he began performing in Old Town and attracting a following[2]. By 1969, after a brief sojourn in New York City's Washington Square, Goodman was a regular performer at the well-known Earl of Old Town folk music club in Chicago, while attending Lake Forest College. During this time Goodman also married Nancy Pruter, and paid bills by writing and singing advertising jingles.
It was also during this time that Goodman wrote many of his most enduring songs, including "City of New Orleans", the song which would become most associated with Goodman. "City of New Orleans" won Goodman a posthumous Grammy Award for Best Country Song in 1984 for Willie Nelson's version. Goodman's songs first appeared on a locally-produced record, Gathering at the Earl of Old Town, in 1971.
In 1971, Goodman was playing at a Chicago bar called the Quiet Knight as the opening act for Kris Kristofferson. Kristofferson, impressed with Goodman, introduced him to Paul Anka who brought Goodman to New York to record some demos; these resulted in Goodman signing a contract with Buddah Records.
Seeing Arlo Guthrie in a bar, Goodman asked to be allowed to play a song for him. Guthrie grudgingly agreed on the condition that Goodman buy him a beer first; Goodman played "City of New Orleans" which Guthrie liked enough that he asked for the right to record it. Guthrie's version of the song became a hit in 1972, and provided Goodman with enough financial success to make his music a full-time career. The song would become an American standard, covered by many other musicians including Johnny Cash, Judy Collins, and Willie Nelson.
In 1974, singer David Allen Coe achieved considerable success on the country charts with Goodman's "You Never Even Call Me By My Name", a song which good-naturedly spoofed stereotypical country music lyrics.
Goodman's own success as a recording artist was more limited. Although known in folk circles as a great song writer and highly influential, his albums received more critical than commercial success.
Goodman's singing career remained centered around the folk music clubs of Chicago, and Goodman wrote and performed many humorous songs about the city, including two about the Chicago Cubs: "The Dying Cub Fan's Last Request" and "Go, Cubs, Go." Others included "The Lincoln Park Pirates", about the notorious Lincoln Towing Company, and "Daley's Gone," about Mayor Richard J. Daley. Another comic highlight is "Vegematic," about a man who falls asleep while watching late-night TV and dreams he ordered a slew of products he saw on infomercials. He could also write serious songs, most notably "My Old Man," a tribute to Goodman's father, Bud Goodman, a used car salesman.
Goodman was closely involved with the Old Town School of Folk Music, where he met and mentored his good friend, John Prine. Ironically one of Goodman's biggest hits was a song he didn't write; The Dutchman which he popularised, was written by Michael Peter Smith.
Around the time Goodman's career began to take off, he was diagnosed with leukemia. The entire time he was writing and singing, he was also fighting cancer. On September 20, 1984, Goodman died at University of Washington Hospital in Seattle, Washington . Eleven days later, the Chicago Cubs, the baseball team Goodman rooted for and wrote two songs about, would play their first play-off game since 1945 at Wrigley Field. Goodman's ashes are buried under home plate at Wrigley Field.

My favorite Steve Goodman songs:
1. Would You Like To learn To Dance?
2. Banana Republics
3. City of New Orleans
4. Donald and Lydia
5. I'm Attracted to You

He was to mentor to John Prine. That says volumes. I miss this guy, Jim Croce and George Harrison a lot. What a cool songwriter and performer. Buy all the Steve Goodman records you can.

Discography
Affordable Art (1983)
Artistic Hair (1983)
The Best of the Asylum Years, Volume One (1988) posthumous
The Best of the Asylum Years, Volume Two (1988) posthumous
City of New Orleans (1989) posthumous
The Easter Tapes posthumous
The Essential Steve Goodman (1976)
High and Outside (1979)
Hot Spot (1980)
Jessie's Jig and Other Favorites (1975)
Live Wire posthumous
No Big Surprise (compilation) (1994) posthumous
The Original Steve Goodman (1989) posthumous
Santa Ana Winds (1980)
Say It In Private (1977)
Somebody Else's Troubles (1972)
Steve Goodman (1972)
Unfinished Business (1987) posthumous
Words We Can Dance To (1976)

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

My friend Bob

I have a friend named Bob. Lots of times when I go to the YMCA, Bob and I will hit the sauna at just about the same time. Today, I ran my fugly ass off playing basketball. I mean, my ankles are sore, my calves ache and I haven't ran that hard in awhile. It felt really good and a good sauna after that is my dessert. When I got to the sauna, Bob was there. Bob is about 83 and could kick my ass. He lifts like a madman. Anyway, his daughters live in Kansas City and apparently, they used to be listeners when I lived there a couple of years ago. Bob keeps reminding me why I run as hard as I do. I want to end up like Bob. At 83, he just doesn't seem old to me. One day he said he just wants to drop over dead. He thinks that in his sleep would be real nice but will be happy whenever God takes him. I want to die like that too. Or naked on a Saturday night with a beautiful woman, but she would probably get stuck cleaning up the mess. Not good. Here's to Bob.

Lost A Huge Voice From My Past


Having a brother 8 years older than you were when you were a kid was very cool. I got turned on to music, cars and girls at a very young age. Gene Pitney's song "It Hurts To Be In Love" from 1964 always struck a chord with me. How painful could love really be? Oh, how I would find out. Gene Pitney died yesterday at 65. I loved his hurting, soulful voice. He also did his biggest song "The Man Who Shot Liberty Vallance", but it was always that painful voice on "It Hurts To Be In Love" that I will remember always. Another one gone.
Buck Owens always seemed like one of the family. "Hee Haw" was pretty big in my family (living on a farm as we did) but he was always a great musician. "I've Got A Tiger By The Tail" is the song I remember him by. My mom loved Buck, so then did I. Buck died last week.
Thanks, gentlemen, for your gift.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Sunday Storms

I am glad I stayed on the air an hour longer that I would have normally last night. I don't know if I really did help anyone out, but I feel that somehow, this is what radio is about. Be local and inform your audience. I did get some nice calls, but I felt it was my duty to warn people of the fast moving storms that came through St. Louis last night. As you can see by the view from my backyard..
...it got REAL close.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

43 Days...

It has been 43 days since I last took a drink or ate ANY meat. I have lost 20 pounds and so far, so good. I can actually feel my head clear and sobriety is a good thing for me, I believe. One day at a time...

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Let's Play A Game

Who is this?
Two hints:
a) he is a major musical talent
b) this was taken in 1974
So, who is it? I will not accept anonymous entries. You have to tell me who you are.
You win a package of either Cherry Nibs or Strawberry Twizzlers.
Good luck.
We have a winner!!!!! Congrats.

Billy Joel
Randy Albers
Trenton, IL
Yes, Randy, YOU WIN. A fine name and a fine guess! Let me know what your choice might be. Thanks to my buddy Keith Freeman, who guessed Slim Whitman. You're a madman!

Ten Ways How You Can Destroy The Earth


From one of my linked (and favorite) websites. Interesting and very funny. Click here

Hope I Die Before I Get Sold

First, Cingular Wireless used "The Weight" by The Band and that made me think..what the hell does "The Weight" have to do with phones? Then, they ripped off one of my all time favorite songs with "Melissa" by the Allman Brothers...
And then, watching TV last night I heard "Solsbury Hill" by Peter Gabriel Do these people need the $$ THAT much? After having lunch with my friend who is in advertising, he told me that these companies are trying to make a connection with us boomers by using our favorite songs. I told him the only thing it does for me is to make me NEVER to buy their products. Then, the killer rip off is of "Inna Gadda Da Vida" by Iron Butterfly. It has NO connection with Fidelity Investments or whatever.
I wonder if Fidelity knew that "Inna Godda Da Vida" was the closest thing a very drunk Doug Engle could say as he sang "In The Garden Of Eden, babay, don't you know that I love you...".I hate the fact that we have sold our soul to the highest bidder. Pete Townshend has actually turned out to be one of the worst offenders. He has sold every song, it seems, to just about anyone (Hummers, shoes, CBS TV shows). Apparently GM offered the remaining members of the Doors $15 million for the rights to "Break On Through". John Densmore turned them down. Good for him. The use of classic rock songs in advertising shows me a lack of creativity on the part of advertising agencies and a lack of foresight on the companies that approve the usage of these campaigns. I will always think twice before purchasing these products.

Friday, March 31, 2006

One Of The Bravest Sumbitches Has Died


This is post number 250. It is reserved for a hero. One bad ass dude. And you have probably never heard of him. Read about his life here

Bridge of Sighs


Want to take a drive?
You won't believe your eyes!!! What engineering!!
There was a really good documentary on the construction of this on
Discovery or TLC and month or so ago. It's located in southern France, and
is the highest bridge in the world. It is a truly amazing piece of
engineering, especially considering the method used to span the distance between the piers. BTW the red towers you see in the photo were removed following completion of the bridge. It is 787 feet above the ground.
Uhh, I get the willies just looking at it. Driving across it would bring on a panic attack the size of Idaho.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Cool Missouri Rainbow

Taken at Elam Bend, McFall, MO. Rainbows fill me with awe.
Thanks KK

My Daughter Sketched By A Friend


Excellent job.

Deadly Beauty

Supposedly taken right outside of Sedalia during the deadly storms earlier this month. Wow!

Brush With Greatness Part 7

Craig Kilborn. Dick. Major League.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Blast From My Past

This was a lot of fun. In the early to mid 90's, KSHE decided to open up a restaurant in Union Station called "KSHE's Real Rock Cafe" I put together the background music (on 6 hour VHS tapes!!) and did the videos from Laserdisc using a video switcher (that I never got reimbursed for). I put together rock videos and movies. uhh..I forgot about the nude shot in "Gimme Shelter" and the rape scene in "The Wall". It was okay until a customer complained. It was a great idea, but there were two problems. The service was not good and neither was the food. The people from The Hard Rock Cafe didn't think too highly of the place and before we knew it, it was gone. The place was rehabbed and it is now the studios for the cluster in the Powerhouse. It was a fun place to take clients, mistresses and a generally fine place to get hammered. I interviewed KISS there and John Entwhistle and Jackyl played there live. Hey, we owned the world at that time and it was a fine idea but it didn't last.

Post Number 243

"You are never too old to become younger"-Mae West

The Effect of Drugs

I try not to preach to anyone. I have had my share of demons and I think I have faced them down. When you are the child of an alcoholic, you tend to have to take the road less travelled, because there is madness in whatever you do. I tend not to judge because I don't know what it is like to be in someone else's shoes, living someone else's life but the question
needs to be asked...
How did THIS beautiful young, vivacious beautyTurn into this?It's easy. Drugs. Thank God I woke up when I did. God bless you, Whitney. May you have the strength to face your demons and overcome them.

Total Eclipse of the Sun




How I use to love science class. This stuff intrigues me to no end. Why didn't I become a scientist or a science teacher? These are views of the total eclipse of the sun over Ghana, Africa, March 29, 2006. God is one heck of an engineer, huh? Notice the solar flares in picture number two. When I die, I want to see one up close. Can we do that, God?

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

The New Busch...Same as The Old Busch?


Here is what it looks like as of March 28 2006. Play Ball!

Our Own Oddities

This is at the intersection of Interstates 57 and 70 in Effingham Illinois. It is quite incredible to round a corner and see this in front of you. Effingham? How about some effing potatoes with that?

The "KSHE" Curse?

As I saddle up to the computer today, I had a dream last night about the KSHE "Curse". Many years ago, when I was there I was discussing with someone about how people who left KSHE never really seemed to get their feet under them after they left. I left in 1998 to help build a start up station called 97FM The Rock! on a frequency no one wanted. It seemed the right time to go. The guy I worked for never really liked me and I could tell he was starting to make his feelings known. So, after much deliberation with family (my dughter was 9 at the time and she started crying about me leaving the "pig" station), we decided that the money was right and so was the timing. After having a great two years, KSHE bought The Rock, shut it off and showed me the door. My life has spiraled downhill ever since. After a year at Smooth Jazz (which I did enjoy), I got deathly ill, went to KC, got fired, and have been wandering around the desert since. I am a Christian man, and although I don't believe in "curses", there may be something to this one. If anyone has a remedy for "curses", please let me know. I really could use some help.

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