Yessirree rattler, that fictional so-&-so Zeke Moonshine came in outta the prairie today to rustle up some fine ol' country & blues tunes for the second installment of his immodestly-titled series "The Zeke Moonshine Show." He wants you to know that no buffalo were harmed in the recording of this show. He also thinks it may be more sanitary if we provide him with a spittoon during his sessions.
You can listen to his musical adventures at selfhelpradio.net. Before he & his faithful steed Camouflage went off into the sunset, he promised to be back some day, & that then - & only then - would he pay us back what he owes us.
One of our engineers woke up & said, "Who was that backwards-masked man?"
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
Cats With Asthma & Other Rhyming Memes
She said something not-nice to the flamingo. The flamingo did not hear her.
She decided to try a different approach. The flamingo appeared to be ignoring her.
She wanted to make more noise. But there was a dozen dozing wasps in the nearby trees.
She knew a couple of the wasps, socially. The others might be more disagreeable.
She did however need to mildly insult the flamingo. After all it had said about her.
She had heard from a farmer that the flamingo gossiped about her. It wasn't the first time she had heard this.
She hadn't expected the flamingo to be hard-of-hearing. Nor meaner than a box of hot nails.
She knew she should never become friends with a flamingo. The wasps she knew, for example, had warned her.
She had thought of an excellent put-down with which to insult the flamingo. But the flamingo did not hear her.
She decided to say it louder. This time the flamingo heard her.
She expected the flamingo to lose its temper. But it just said, "Same to you."
She accepted the impasse. Over in the nearby trees, some wasps snickered.
She decided to try a different approach. The flamingo appeared to be ignoring her.
She wanted to make more noise. But there was a dozen dozing wasps in the nearby trees.
She knew a couple of the wasps, socially. The others might be more disagreeable.
She did however need to mildly insult the flamingo. After all it had said about her.
She had heard from a farmer that the flamingo gossiped about her. It wasn't the first time she had heard this.
She hadn't expected the flamingo to be hard-of-hearing. Nor meaner than a box of hot nails.
She knew she should never become friends with a flamingo. The wasps she knew, for example, had warned her.
She had thought of an excellent put-down with which to insult the flamingo. But the flamingo did not hear her.
She decided to say it louder. This time the flamingo heard her.
She expected the flamingo to lose its temper. But it just said, "Same to you."
She accepted the impasse. Over in the nearby trees, some wasps snickered.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
It Was A Pleasure Then
Well, it was. Although I didn't play that song. Which I wanted to, but it's eight minutes long. So I chose to play long Roxy Music & Phil Ochs songs instead.
Yes, Self Help Radio's first "normal" slot of the fall was a pleasurable show all about pleasure. I pleasured myself during the entire show. Wait. Did I really say that?
You can listen to the show at selfhelpradio.net. It is my pleasure to offer such pleasure to you.
Thanks for listening!
Yes, Self Help Radio's first "normal" slot of the fall was a pleasurable show all about pleasure. I pleasured myself during the entire show. Wait. Did I really say that?
You can listen to the show at selfhelpradio.net. It is my pleasure to offer such pleasure to you.
Thanks for listening!
Monday, August 23, 2010
Whither Pleasure?
It is a PLEASURE to do radio.
It is a PLEASURE to be on WRFL.
It is a PLEASURE to be able to do as ridiculous show as Self Help Radio.
It is a PLEASURE to be on the air every Tuesday morning from 3 to 6am!
It is a PLEASURE to split that time between Sugar Substitute & Self Help Radio!
It is a PLEASURE to know you're listening. If you're listening. Won't you listen?
It is a PLEASURE to be on WRFL.
It is a PLEASURE to be able to do as ridiculous show as Self Help Radio.
It is a PLEASURE to be on the air every Tuesday morning from 3 to 6am!
It is a PLEASURE to split that time between Sugar Substitute & Self Help Radio!
It is a PLEASURE to know you're listening. If you're listening. Won't you listen?
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Preface To Pleasure: Early Morning Beginnings
As you well know, I am beginning anew at a new radio station, the wonderful WRFL, which is at 88.1 on the fm dial in Lexington. Since I am beginning anew, I urged the powers-that-be (who happens to be a very nice fellow named Matt) to treat me no different from any of the newcomers to the station. He obliged.
So Self Help Radio will have to air sometime during my first official timeslot on WRFL: 3 - 6 am. AM. Ante meridian. In the morning!
I have of course done early morning shows before. I started at KVRX at 5 to 7am, & subbed many early morning slots. During breaks between school, I often did large blocks - midnight to nine am, for example - & loved almost every minute of it. The big issue here isn't the time - I'm happy to do radio even when no one is listening - but when to put Self Help Radio?
Self Help Radio from 3 to 4:30 am would start off the block like I normally do. But surely more people would be listening as they wake from 4:30 to 6 am? Certainly! Okay then!
Because I am a new deejay I am required to fulfill certain charting obligations of the station, so I'll do Sugar Substitute (which is a pop show) from 3 to 4:30 & then Self Help Radio from 4:30 to 6. I know it's early - even in different time zones - so of course I'll understand if you can wake to listen to it live. I'll still archive the shows on selfhelpradio.net. You're off the hook.
& thanks for listening to me work this through in my head.
So Self Help Radio will have to air sometime during my first official timeslot on WRFL: 3 - 6 am. AM. Ante meridian. In the morning!
I have of course done early morning shows before. I started at KVRX at 5 to 7am, & subbed many early morning slots. During breaks between school, I often did large blocks - midnight to nine am, for example - & loved almost every minute of it. The big issue here isn't the time - I'm happy to do radio even when no one is listening - but when to put Self Help Radio?
Self Help Radio from 3 to 4:30 am would start off the block like I normally do. But surely more people would be listening as they wake from 4:30 to 6 am? Certainly! Okay then!
Because I am a new deejay I am required to fulfill certain charting obligations of the station, so I'll do Sugar Substitute (which is a pop show) from 3 to 4:30 & then Self Help Radio from 4:30 to 6. I know it's early - even in different time zones - so of course I'll understand if you can wake to listen to it live. I'll still archive the shows on selfhelpradio.net. You're off the hook.
& thanks for listening to me work this through in my head.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Um, Zeke?
Well, don't that beat all. I ain't heard nothin' from Zeke Moonshine all week long. I'm a-guessin' he ain't gone deliver his show what he promised to deliver this week. Dad burn the sidewinder! It almost makes me wanna throw away my whiskey!
Actually, it's not Zeke's fault, it's mine. Zeke is, after all, fictional. I am also but perhaps less so. I've been subbing shows at WRFL all week & just didn't have the time to commit to doing Zeke's show. I'll do it next Saturday, I promise.
I will be subbing another WRFL show (which you can listen to online) tomorrow night (Sunday) from 8 to 10, just playing tune & having fun. & Self Help Radio's season starts Tuesday!
Doing lots of radio makes me happy but sleepy.
Actually, it's not Zeke's fault, it's mine. Zeke is, after all, fictional. I am also but perhaps less so. I've been subbing shows at WRFL all week & just didn't have the time to commit to doing Zeke's show. I'll do it next Saturday, I promise.
I will be subbing another WRFL show (which you can listen to online) tomorrow night (Sunday) from 8 to 10, just playing tune & having fun. & Self Help Radio's season starts Tuesday!
Doing lots of radio makes me happy but sleepy.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
I Have To Get To Bed...
It's been a long week. & it's not over yet.
But you can hear last night's episode of Self Help Radio (all about beds) at selfhelpradio.net. Best if listened to in... Well, you know.
But you can hear last night's episode of Self Help Radio (all about beds) at selfhelpradio.net. Best if listened to in... Well, you know.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
It's That Time Tonight Again!
Yes, Self Help Radio - with this week's theme being "beds" - airs at midnight tonight (Lexington time) on the wonderful WRFL 88.1 fm. It may be the last time I'm on at that time - or at all for the semester, as the new schedule starts on Monday & I am not sure if Self Help Radio has a place on it.
Do listen! Do call!
(Or if you can't, you know, the show'll be on selfhelpradio.net. No worries.)
Do listen! Do call!
(Or if you can't, you know, the show'll be on selfhelpradio.net. No worries.)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Whither Beds?
Truly what is central to every home you have is a bed. It's time, you say, to lie down. What is more natural than a bed? Nor comfy?
Each & every scientists know that beds are absolutely central to the room in which they reside, which you would call a bed-room. Could you keep couch or love seat therein? Perhaps a futon. "Futon" is another language for "bed."
Never never order a bed out of a box nor catalog! Always always to the store to perhaps lie upon nor be supine on proper bed showcase room. Bring ones or ones which you would always share bed, if handy. Testable!
Would you as a human being (no offense) imagine there are lots of songs about bed? You would be corrected! What is more natural & central to your private music collection than a song about beds? Everyone knows the words!
Perhaps you relax on a bed right now. Who shall stop you if you? Just please do not tear the mattress. There are penalties as far as Interpol or whatever the United Nations is now called.
Let's not let the future legislate the beds of tomorrow! Your own blankets are your own, you must not share. You know what is central to your pillows is your head firmly nor gently placed there upon it. It is all right to sleep.
Truly there are beds & their songs are ones you may even hear in the night as you want to sleep!
Each & every scientists know that beds are absolutely central to the room in which they reside, which you would call a bed-room. Could you keep couch or love seat therein? Perhaps a futon. "Futon" is another language for "bed."
Never never order a bed out of a box nor catalog! Always always to the store to perhaps lie upon nor be supine on proper bed showcase room. Bring ones or ones which you would always share bed, if handy. Testable!
Would you as a human being (no offense) imagine there are lots of songs about bed? You would be corrected! What is more natural & central to your private music collection than a song about beds? Everyone knows the words!
Perhaps you relax on a bed right now. Who shall stop you if you? Just please do not tear the mattress. There are penalties as far as Interpol or whatever the United Nations is now called.
Let's not let the future legislate the beds of tomorrow! Your own blankets are your own, you must not share. You know what is central to your pillows is your head firmly nor gently placed there upon it. It is all right to sleep.
Truly there are beds & their songs are ones you may even hear in the night as you want to sleep!
Monday, August 16, 2010
Preface To Beds: Queen Sized Or King Sized?
The bed I brought to Austin with me was basically a kind of army cot, with a thin foam mattress, on a green metal frame. I don't remember if I made the bed every morning before I went to class. Probably. I was pretending to be grown up.
The bed I had in my post-college days was a decent-sized mattress I kept on the floor. I pretty much only gave that up once I started shacking up with the woman I would marry. Although I do believe I did have a box spring under the mattress. I used to keep that bed in my living room, & used the bedroom for storage.
Here's a list of all the types of bed sizes possible (I suppose): Twin, Single, Double, Full, Queen, King, California King, Western King, Eastern King. California King? Why not just call it the Schwartzenegger?
The woman I married takes beds very, very seriously. I don't think I would mind, even in my advanced years, sleeping on a mattress on the floor. For one thing, it removes a potential hiding place for cats. Cats love to hide. They love to hide under beds. I know, it's cruel, to not give cats their hiding places, but I have spent precious hours looking for cats who spitefully did not want to be found. Sometimes, you know, to give them medicine.
I didn't ask how much the current bed I sleep in costs. I didn't pay for it. I also don't know what size it is. It's big enough to comfortably sleep two humans, three dogs, & three cats. If they don't hog the bed. Which they do. & who gets to sleep on a small sliver of bed, nearly falling off, at the edge? You guessed it.
That wouldn't happen with a mattress on the floor!
The bed I had in my post-college days was a decent-sized mattress I kept on the floor. I pretty much only gave that up once I started shacking up with the woman I would marry. Although I do believe I did have a box spring under the mattress. I used to keep that bed in my living room, & used the bedroom for storage.
Here's a list of all the types of bed sizes possible (I suppose): Twin, Single, Double, Full, Queen, King, California King, Western King, Eastern King. California King? Why not just call it the Schwartzenegger?
The woman I married takes beds very, very seriously. I don't think I would mind, even in my advanced years, sleeping on a mattress on the floor. For one thing, it removes a potential hiding place for cats. Cats love to hide. They love to hide under beds. I know, it's cruel, to not give cats their hiding places, but I have spent precious hours looking for cats who spitefully did not want to be found. Sometimes, you know, to give them medicine.
I didn't ask how much the current bed I sleep in costs. I didn't pay for it. I also don't know what size it is. It's big enough to comfortably sleep two humans, three dogs, & three cats. If they don't hog the bed. Which they do. & who gets to sleep on a small sliver of bed, nearly falling off, at the edge? You guessed it.
That wouldn't happen with a mattress on the floor!
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Estimated Salesperson
Once upon a shopping mall, somewhere between superstore & broken-down pool hall, the estimated salesperson tallies what you have in your basket to make sure commerce takes place. The classic rock plays not quietly enough until cliched guitar riffs poke your unfeeling brain like acupuncture needles. What would the estimated salesperson do if your eyes started bleeding? Would she then accept your expired coupons?
You were daydreaming in the cereal aisle about bands that you liked getting back together to re-record their best records. It made you think of a date with an ex who had quit drinking in the seven years since you'd last dated. Or maybe the ex had started drinking. In any event, it wasn't the same. You wonder if the estimated salesperson has someone to love. Or if she's as empty as this supermarket is, in an evacuated shopping mall, at three o'clock in the afternoon.
The estimated salesperson is unimpressed that you brought your own bags, & seems to believe that means you have to fill them yourself. At higher-end stores they give your discounts, or donate something to charity. All for the possible petroleum you have saved. You think of a small patch of sky, somewhere over one of the great polluted oceans, air no human being will ever breathe, to which you gave a small reprieve today. You feel a little like the last bright cloud in the sky before sundown. Until the estimated salesperson wants you to pay.
The estimated salesperson looks unfriendly even when she's trying to look friendly. This, you understand, is a definition of unhappiness.
You were daydreaming in the cereal aisle about bands that you liked getting back together to re-record their best records. It made you think of a date with an ex who had quit drinking in the seven years since you'd last dated. Or maybe the ex had started drinking. In any event, it wasn't the same. You wonder if the estimated salesperson has someone to love. Or if she's as empty as this supermarket is, in an evacuated shopping mall, at three o'clock in the afternoon.
The estimated salesperson is unimpressed that you brought your own bags, & seems to believe that means you have to fill them yourself. At higher-end stores they give your discounts, or donate something to charity. All for the possible petroleum you have saved. You think of a small patch of sky, somewhere over one of the great polluted oceans, air no human being will ever breathe, to which you gave a small reprieve today. You feel a little like the last bright cloud in the sky before sundown. Until the estimated salesperson wants you to pay.
The estimated salesperson looks unfriendly even when she's trying to look friendly. This, you understand, is a definition of unhappiness.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
If It Scratches, Itch It!
Hello last night's Self Help Radio all about itching & scratching is online if you missed it on air it's now on the web site selfhelpradio.net it also contains a new episode of Sugar Substitute which also was on the air hey it was the first Self Help Radio on WRFL that's pretty cool don't you think all right then go listen already hooray!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
The Wait Is Over!
That's right, Self Help Radio returns after two weeks & a day (wouldn't it have been easier to say "fifteen days"?) (hey, at least I didn't say "a fortnight & a day"!) (yeah, we know you were thinking that) & makes its premiere on 88.1 fm WRFL Lexington tonight at midnight!
What? You don't live here & can't hear it live? Nonsense! Just listen online at wrfl.fm! You can listen live & even call me (859.257.9735) (that's 859.257.WRFL) to freak me out.
What? You're not up even if it's earlier the farther west you go? Oh, well. I tried. The show will be put online at the Self Help Radio website as soon as I wake up tomorrow. Or as soon as they let me out of the drunk tank. Whatever comes first.
I'm excited. I need to go to the bathroom now.
What? You don't live here & can't hear it live? Nonsense! Just listen online at wrfl.fm! You can listen live & even call me (859.257.9735) (that's 859.257.WRFL) to freak me out.
What? You're not up even if it's earlier the farther west you go? Oh, well. I tried. The show will be put online at the Self Help Radio website as soon as I wake up tomorrow. Or as soon as they let me out of the drunk tank. Whatever comes first.
I'm excited. I need to go to the bathroom now.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Whither Itching & Scratching?
Oops, I just noticed that the Self Help Radio website lists the "itchy scratchy" show as today, August 10, instead of tomorrow, August 11, probably because I left the website in a box & forgot to unpack it. Wouldn't it be confused to learn that the show actually is August 12, since it's at midnight, but I'm not going to play that game with arbitrary definitions of time. It's bad enough that my show has to be in a "timeslot" when it's on the radio - but, enough. I've corrected it now so you can't be all like, "Where was Self Help Radio today?" Not anymore.
I also want to correct the misapprehension that folks at the Literal Club have somehow come upon that Self Help Radio's show this week is in support of or otherwise a proponent of itching &/or scratching. This canard has been & may still be being spread by folks at the Itches Institute who believe it is their sole solemn sworn duty to actively & aggressively promote itching & scratching in our already uncomfortable world. It seems ridiculous to say it over & over, but Self Help Radio critically examines its themes in as objective a way as possible, hardly ever taking sides except perhaps with good music & awkward, uncomfortable airbreaks. Please stop spreading this scuttlebutt or I'll show you how an émigré Texan scuttles butt, if you know what I mean & I think you do.
It means I'll be forced to resort to fisticuffs.
Also, this is a BLOG, this is not TWITTER, so whoever keeps telling me I'm going over 140 characters, please make note of the social network onto which you've logged. Much obliged.
I just counted, actually, & I only know 98 characters, & that includes my pets.
Was there something else I was supposed to talk about today? I am a little sleepy. I should perhaps eat some food. Mmm, food.
I also want to correct the misapprehension that folks at the Literal Club have somehow come upon that Self Help Radio's show this week is in support of or otherwise a proponent of itching &/or scratching. This canard has been & may still be being spread by folks at the Itches Institute who believe it is their sole solemn sworn duty to actively & aggressively promote itching & scratching in our already uncomfortable world. It seems ridiculous to say it over & over, but Self Help Radio critically examines its themes in as objective a way as possible, hardly ever taking sides except perhaps with good music & awkward, uncomfortable airbreaks. Please stop spreading this scuttlebutt or I'll show you how an émigré Texan scuttles butt, if you know what I mean & I think you do.
It means I'll be forced to resort to fisticuffs.
Also, this is a BLOG, this is not TWITTER, so whoever keeps telling me I'm going over 140 characters, please make note of the social network onto which you've logged. Much obliged.
I just counted, actually, & I only know 98 characters, & that includes my pets.
Was there something else I was supposed to talk about today? I am a little sleepy. I should perhaps eat some food. Mmm, food.
Monday, August 09, 2010
Preface To Itchy & Scratchy: A Dilemma Rears Its Irritated Head
At Self Help Radio, we have a mere ninety minutes - much less, really, when you think about how much that fool Gary talks - let's say seventy-five minutes if we're feeling charitable - to try to cover a subject as comprehensively as possible. If the GloboChem Theme-O-Matic 3000 would give more specific themes - you know, like "skin irritation" rather than "itchy & scratchy" - we might be able to be more thorough, possibly even exhausting, about our subjects. But let's be honest, the GloboChem Theme-O-Matic 3000 thinks we're all much stupider than it is, so it lobs soft balls.
With overarching themes - especially "double" themes like "itchy & scratchy" - there's bound to be something left out. & let me tell you, this week - on the show's premiere on Lexington radio! - we're going to find ourselves in a bit of a bind. Because if you mention "scratching" & music in the same sentence you are alluding to one of the cornerstones of hip hop culture. & there's no way Self Help Radio can cover the history of scratching - or even highlight the greats in the field - in just one set. & until an entire show can be called "scratching" - which seems like a good idea right about now, doesn't it GloboChem Theme-O-Matic 3000? - the entire show can't be entirely about scratching when there's also itching right there in the title.
Oh, management is convinced the issue will be handled tastefully & satisfactorily, but they never listen to the show; they just sit in their fat offices counting all the money. By the way, none of that money is made by Self Help Radio - the show is a tax write-off - but they don't need to be as nice as they are. They could be way more dismissive. We sometimes wish they were more dismissive. It might justify some of the show's embarrassment.
We know, you're asking, well, what the hell can I do about? Hmm. Maybe you can answer that better than the staff of Self Help Radio. We're going to go listen to a DJ Q-Bert record now.
With overarching themes - especially "double" themes like "itchy & scratchy" - there's bound to be something left out. & let me tell you, this week - on the show's premiere on Lexington radio! - we're going to find ourselves in a bit of a bind. Because if you mention "scratching" & music in the same sentence you are alluding to one of the cornerstones of hip hop culture. & there's no way Self Help Radio can cover the history of scratching - or even highlight the greats in the field - in just one set. & until an entire show can be called "scratching" - which seems like a good idea right about now, doesn't it GloboChem Theme-O-Matic 3000? - the entire show can't be entirely about scratching when there's also itching right there in the title.
Oh, management is convinced the issue will be handled tastefully & satisfactorily, but they never listen to the show; they just sit in their fat offices counting all the money. By the way, none of that money is made by Self Help Radio - the show is a tax write-off - but they don't need to be as nice as they are. They could be way more dismissive. We sometimes wish they were more dismissive. It might justify some of the show's embarrassment.
We know, you're asking, well, what the hell can I do about? Hmm. Maybe you can answer that better than the staff of Self Help Radio. We're going to go listen to a DJ Q-Bert record now.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
There Are Times I've Been So Lucky...
...to not have had something like a blog. It's true! There have been times & situations where a permanent airing of my thoughts on personal events would have come back to bite me on the ass later on when they were inconsequential or otherwise irrelevant to current events - or they would've been embarrassing at the very least. I can think of two.
One was my first really intense break-up. Man, if I had committed to the blogosphere what I confided to friends I would be reviled & justly mistrusted, not just between the people involved in the break-up, but later women who dated me. Some things one thinks & writes in pain shouldn't be shared. Or at least the names should be changed to protect the guilty.
The other was a difficult situation at KOOP radio. I started my blog two or so years after a serious political crisis at that station, but if I had been writing it during that time - well, I would hope I would have been more prudent about what I said - but in some of those deliberations things were said about me that I might have thought to refute in a blog form. Certainly things like that could be quoted out of context & they would have been. One personal email written by me to one of my antagonists at the time ended with the line, "Thank you, this will be very helpful." An entire blog - even full of the usual nonsense I write - would've been me just spoon-feeding ammunition (that's a weird mixed metaphor) to my political rivals.
The reason I am thinking about this is because, having recently left another radio station, I feel a mighty urge to tell stories about my time there. As you might imagine, some of the stories I would tell would perhaps cast the station in a bad light. I am certain most of the people there wouldn't notice or care if I said something negative about their station, but there's a psychological situation with complaining that makes people think the complainer is the one with the qualities he or she is attributing to the one complained about. Any radio stations in my future would not only have my bitching to look on, & surely that would reflect badly on me.
So I won't. Not in this forum. I've toyed with the idea of writing a book about my experiences at KOOP & maybe one day I will. But there will be no tell-all on this blog. Too scary for me. Too dangerous.
One was my first really intense break-up. Man, if I had committed to the blogosphere what I confided to friends I would be reviled & justly mistrusted, not just between the people involved in the break-up, but later women who dated me. Some things one thinks & writes in pain shouldn't be shared. Or at least the names should be changed to protect the guilty.
The other was a difficult situation at KOOP radio. I started my blog two or so years after a serious political crisis at that station, but if I had been writing it during that time - well, I would hope I would have been more prudent about what I said - but in some of those deliberations things were said about me that I might have thought to refute in a blog form. Certainly things like that could be quoted out of context & they would have been. One personal email written by me to one of my antagonists at the time ended with the line, "Thank you, this will be very helpful." An entire blog - even full of the usual nonsense I write - would've been me just spoon-feeding ammunition (that's a weird mixed metaphor) to my political rivals.
The reason I am thinking about this is because, having recently left another radio station, I feel a mighty urge to tell stories about my time there. As you might imagine, some of the stories I would tell would perhaps cast the station in a bad light. I am certain most of the people there wouldn't notice or care if I said something negative about their station, but there's a psychological situation with complaining that makes people think the complainer is the one with the qualities he or she is attributing to the one complained about. Any radio stations in my future would not only have my bitching to look on, & surely that would reflect badly on me.
So I won't. Not in this forum. I've toyed with the idea of writing a book about my experiences at KOOP & maybe one day I will. But there will be no tell-all on this blog. Too scary for me. Too dangerous.
Saturday, August 07, 2010
The Relocation Has Happened
Yes, gentle listener, Self Help Radio had finally saved up enough for a bus ticket from West Virginia but, instead of going to Hollywood to fulfill its dream of being a movie starlet at a lunch counter, it only had enough nickels to get to Lexington, Kentucky. But that's okay! It's very nice here! There's vegan pizza!
One very nice thing about Lexington, Kentucky, is that it was an awesome college radio, WRFL, & one of the reasons for its awesomeness is that it allows non-students to deejay. & so, I am very happy to announce that Self Help Radio will premiere on 88.1 fm WRFL on Wednesday night (August 11) at midnight. (Technically, it's Thursday morning, August 12, at midnight, but you know how I feel about midnight. Or do you? No? I'll tell you, then: I feel like it's the same day I woke up until I go to sleep unless I stay up past dawn, then it's the next day.) Huzzah! Hooray!
Oh, & you can listen live, if you are so inclined. You should go listen now. You'll love it.
This is only a fill-in position for a couple of weeks but I am hoping to continue in the fall. Cross your fingers for me!
There will also be new episodes of Sugar Substitute following Self Help Radio on the next two Wednesdays. The other shows I do will continue to appear on Saturdays starting next Saturday. There's still a lot of stuff in boxes, you know. Books & stuff. I might also have put the bus I was on in a box. Something does smell like diesel.
Did you hear me say hooray! & also huzzah! Self Help Radio on WRFL! Yippee!
One very nice thing about Lexington, Kentucky, is that it was an awesome college radio, WRFL, & one of the reasons for its awesomeness is that it allows non-students to deejay. & so, I am very happy to announce that Self Help Radio will premiere on 88.1 fm WRFL on Wednesday night (August 11) at midnight. (Technically, it's Thursday morning, August 12, at midnight, but you know how I feel about midnight. Or do you? No? I'll tell you, then: I feel like it's the same day I woke up until I go to sleep unless I stay up past dawn, then it's the next day.) Huzzah! Hooray!
Oh, & you can listen live, if you are so inclined. You should go listen now. You'll love it.
This is only a fill-in position for a couple of weeks but I am hoping to continue in the fall. Cross your fingers for me!
There will also be new episodes of Sugar Substitute following Self Help Radio on the next two Wednesdays. The other shows I do will continue to appear on Saturdays starting next Saturday. There's still a lot of stuff in boxes, you know. Books & stuff. I might also have put the bus I was on in a box. Something does smell like diesel.
Did you hear me say hooray! & also huzzah! Self Help Radio on WRFL! Yippee!
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
I Know, It's Tuesday
But there are boxes of music everywhere & they can't be opened for a new Self Help Radio this week. But they'll be safely taken to Lexington in two days & then, next Tuesday, a new Self Help Radio! Hooray! Huzzah!
What? You didn't even know we were gone? Oh, bother.
What? You didn't even know we were gone? Oh, bother.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Taking A Week Off
Hello, friends. Self Help Radio has finally found a hole in the fence & will be escaping from West Virginia in a matter of days. But that escape will allow the show only to carry a few songs, for even though we're not going far - just a hundred miles west to Lexington, Kentucky - we can't carry everything we need to make a radio show. No, we'll have to forage for it once we're there.
So the next Self Help Radio show will happen a week from Tuesday. As for the extra shows - like Tags & Tricks, which was supposed to happen tomorrow - that will happen two weeks from tomorrow.
Keep your eyes on this blog for furtive developments. I mean, further. Further developments. Furtively.
So the next Self Help Radio show will happen a week from Tuesday. As for the extra shows - like Tags & Tricks, which was supposed to happen tomorrow - that will happen two weeks from tomorrow.
Keep your eyes on this blog for furtive developments. I mean, further. Further developments. Furtively.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
A Parting Guest
It's by James Whitcomb Riley!
WHAT delightful hosts are they—
Life & Love!
Lingeringly I turn away,
This late hour, yet glad enough
They have not withheld from me
Their high hospitality.
So, with face lit with delight
& all gratitude, I stay
Yet to press their hands & say,
"Thanks.—So fine a time! Good night."
Riley wrote that after listening to this week's Self Help Radio (only he did it sometime in the late 19th century - don't ask me how) (ask Doctor Who how!) which you can listen to like an old poet at selfhelpradio.net!
Be my guest. Really. Be my guest!
WHAT delightful hosts are they—
Life & Love!
Lingeringly I turn away,
This late hour, yet glad enough
They have not withheld from me
Their high hospitality.
So, with face lit with delight
& all gratitude, I stay
Yet to press their hands & say,
"Thanks.—So fine a time! Good night."
Riley wrote that after listening to this week's Self Help Radio (only he did it sometime in the late 19th century - don't ask me how) (ask Doctor Who how!) which you can listen to like an old poet at selfhelpradio.net!
Be my guest. Really. Be my guest!