Sunday, December 20, 2020

Preface To A Very Self Help Radio Christmas 2020: Chestnuts

Hey wait a second.  Have I ever had chestnuts?  Are those the same as those weird white slices of things you find in Chinese food?  Let me check.  Yeah, they're water chestnuts!  Are they the same chestnuts that roast over an open fire while Jack Frost nips at the your nose?

Nope!  According to this website:

Though they share a name, & have some similarities, chestnuts & water chestnuts are not related & can't serve as substitutes for each other.

Chestnuts (also known as tree chestnuts) grow on chestnut trees, & are common throughout Europe, Asia, & the United States. The nuts are encased in spiky porcupine-like capsules, containing 2–7 nuts, each wrapped in its own shell. Raw chestnuts don’t taste good, but once roasted or boiled in their shells, the nuts become sweet & edible.

Water chestnuts, on the other hand, aren’t nuts but 'corms.' Indigenous to Southeast Asia, like rice, they thrive in wet, marshy fields, but like potatoes, they grow underground. Their brown skins look similar to the skins on (tree) chestnuts, but once peeled, water chestnuts are vastly different. They have a crisp, apple-like texture, while tree chestnuts are starchier & 'meatier.'

Both are available canned or jarred, but fresh can be harder to find.

Whoa!  Chestnuts that are roasted over an open fire while Jack Frost nips at your nose are "sweet & edible"?  I guess I knew they were edible, but sweet?  Shut the front door!

This website tells us:

This is the time of year that the Old World nut crops up in food & song. Today, all over Northern Europe, you see men roasting chestnuts over crude contraptions resting in shopping carts. Not exactly a Currier & Ives scene. (editorializing!)

Chestnuts have been a staple food in Mediterranean countries for centuries & were popular in the United States until a fungus virtually wiped out all chestnut trees in North America in the early 1900s. Americans now depend on imports, mostly from Italy.

Chestnuts have an earthy, musty taste. Though they can be eaten hot off the coals, they are better mellowed by the herbs in stuffing or in other dishes. Soon after roasting, the nuts can become so hard they could break a tooth if bitten too vigorously. However, they still can be chopped. Some larger grocery stores & most Italian markets carry chestnuts in the shell & unshelled chestnuts in a can, which are notably softer.

Even if you've never tried a chestnut, surely you know the song - made famous by Nat King Cole - that keeps it alive in holiday lore.

Wait a second.  "Earthy, mushy taste"?  "Break a tooth"?  That hardly seems sweet & edible!  Why the different chestnut descriptions?  What's going on here?

According to this website:

The tender meat of the chestnut has a slightly sweet flavor more like a sweet potato than another type of nut.

Roasted chestnuts also are a bit spongey rather than crunchy. They are a wonderful flavor of the season that everyone should try!

So they're sweet like a sweet potato but also spongey.  & still a wonderful flavor of the season?  Get outta here!

Seriously, I gotta try me a chestnut.  I won't have an open fire to roast it over, but I suppose if Jack Frost wants to nip at my nose, that'd be fine between the car & the store.  We might even pass some choirs singing yuletide carols.  But in Portland they'll be in raincoats, not dressed up like eskimos.

Saturday, December 19, 2020

It Goes Over The Nose?

When it's all said & done, & we've properly mourned the hundreds of thousands of deaths, most of which might have been prevented with strong leadership & a trust in science & medicine, we can look back with some humor at the dumbshits who endangered so many lives by not just refusing to wear a mask, but who wore one albeit incorrectly.

My own collection of stories will probably include the fellow inexplicably allowed into the Costco with a visor attached to the front of his baseball cap.  You heard me correctly.  He just stuck a plastic sheet to the front of his cap - the rim of it, you understand - & some Costco employee was like, yeah, that's cool.  Had I stood next to the guy, I could have turned & started coughing & my spittle would have covered his face were he staring ahead.  No protection on the sides.  It wasn't a real face shield.  It was obviously no mask.

There are more, they enrage me each time.  The family of five walking in the park, no masks.  The iconoclasts who wear their masks at the entrance of the store but take them off once inside.  The perennial favorite, the mask under the nose.  There will be time for these stories & more.

Thousands die each day, even as the promise of vaccines has arrived.  There'll be a time when we look back & wonder how we did lived through it when so many did not.  & we'll hopefully then have turned as much of our disgust into mild amusement as possible.  Oh!  What a grand time it will be.

Friday, December 18, 2020

Photographs Of Places I've Lived # 15: Fairfield Ln

(image from Google Maps)

This was the first place I moved into with someone, as a "couple."  Previously a girlfriend had lived with me, or I had moved in with her, but the woman I had met in 2001 at a bus stop & who had moved in with me in 2002 decided we needed a bigger place to live* & when my lease ran out at the end of 2002, we relocated to here.  It was a duplex, we lived on the right side, the one with the porch (the other side got a carport; we parked my girlfriend's car in the front).  We lived here from early 2003 I believe till around November 2005 - so a good deal of time.

The move was fraught with some radio-related drama.  I had gotten a show on KOOP in October of 2002.  Unbeknownst to me, the person who owned the duplex - who lived next door - was someone who had been forced out of the station & effectively banned from it.  He was proud of his association with KOOP but it was an unhappiness for him.  When we were looking at the place, & mentioned his time on the radio there, my girlfriend blurted out, "Gary has a show on that station!"  I thought it might cost us the place, but it didn't.  He never trusted nor liked me very much, however.**

When we moved in, it was just me & her & her dog George & my cats Buster & Beatrice.  We had a futon we used as a sofa (& guests could sleep on it) & in the summer of 2004, we adopted a second beagle named Ringo.  The four animals would congregate so often on the futon I started calling it "the love sofa."  Here's photographic proof:


None of those animals are with us any longer, sadly.  It was a long time ago, it seems.  We lost Buster in 2008, George in 2012, & Ringo & Beatrice in 2018.

But it was a happy time, despite the shit I went through at KOOP - which I may have discussed here but which I'm not going into now.  I loved the porch, I was a smoker then & I loved sitting on the porch & smoking.  We had cool neighbors, it was close to campus, it was a lovely neighborhood.

& though I didn't know - seriously, I thought she would leave me at any minute - the relationship that would end in marriage became a real thing here at this house.  I can still walk through it in my mind - it wasn't that big - I can still see myself opening the back door to let the dogs out - our backyard neighbor actually had squirrel traps & we thought he might be eating them - I remember the parties we threw which were shared on some app so dozens of people we didn't know would show up - & eventually someone would call the police.  I remember where my computer was, where the television was, the big window in the kitchen that looked out into the front yard where the telephone - still a landline - was.

We bought a house in 2005 (spoiler alert) & broke our lease to do so & though our landlord initially agreed to it, it secretly enraged him, as we soon discovered.  Before the last month we paid for ran out, he changed the locks - so we came to get our final things & to clean & found we couldn't get into the house.  He had also thrown away everything that was on the porch.  I had planned to invite him & his partner - who was a very nice person, we liked her ten times more than we liked him - to our new house but never did.  & I never saw him again.

* As was usually the case, I wasn't really consulted, & in fact since this time I've never had much of a say about choosing the places I've lived.
** The feeling was mostly mutual.  I felt sorry for what had happened to him at the station, though.

Thursday, December 17, 2020

Self Help Radio 121520: Gary's Favorite Releases 2020

(Most every image obtained from Discogs.)

& here it is!  Three hours of my favorite releases of 2020.  Is it complete?  Of course not!  Will I change my mind over time?  Who knows!  Is this supposed to be some kind of "best of 2020"?  Nope!  What is the "best of 2020" then?  It's whatever you liked best!  Hey!  Stop asking questions & if you wanna share with people what you liked in 2020, get your own damn radio show!

That was a lot of question marks & exclamation points, which is a pretty good way to describe 2020.

You can listen to the show now & whenever at the Self Help Radio website.  Remember the username is SHR & the password is selfhelp.  It was a very long show & luckily I didn't interrupt much.  The songs I played in the order I played them are below.  Please enjoy.

Self Help Radio Favorites Of 2020 Show
"Bird Free" Close Lobsters _Post Neo Anti (Arte Povera In The Forest Of Symbols)_
"Debbie Take Control Of The Stereo" Helen Love _Power On_
"Milltown Girls" The Cleaners From Venus _Dolly Birds & Spies_

"Let Me Roll It" Tanya Donelly & The Parkington Sisters _Tanya Donelly & The Parkington Sisters_
"As You Were" The Bats _Foothills_
"Stronger" Even As We Speak _Adelphi_
"Couldn't Have Been Anybody But You" Sleuth _Gold_
"Burn" Hinds _The Prettiest Curse_

"Young Americans" Durand Jones & The Indications _Young Americans_
"Immediate Girl" The Exbats _Kicks, Hits, & Fits_
"Summer's Failing" Nah... _Nah..._
"Safety Crash" Tapeworms _Funtastic_
"Tread Lightly/Rock Gently" Boat _Tread Lightly_

"Before I Ask" Negativland _The World Will Decide_
"Henry" Galore _Galore_
"No Flag" Elvis Costello _Hey Clockface_
"Follow Me" Shopping _All Or Nothing_
"I Am You Now" Protomartyr _Ultimate Success Today_

"Say Goodbye" Riff Doctors _Strum & Thrum: The American Jangle Underground (1983-1987)_
"I Don't Want To Join A Cult" Steve Piccolo _Domestic Exile_
"My Stupid Boyfriend" The Magnetic Fields _Quickies_
"Try Again" Andy Shauf _The Neon Skyline_
"Kyoto" Phoebe Bridgers _Punisher_

"Harbor Me" The Mountain Goats _Getting Into Knives_
"The One I Loathe The Least" The Just Joans _The Private Memoirs & Confessions Of The Just Joans_
"Don't Believe" The Psychedelic Furs _Made Of Rain_
"Worthless" Jetstream Pony _Jetstream Pony_
"Boys Who Don't Want To Be Boys" Seth Bogart _Men On The Verge Of Nothing_

"Goddess Of Chill" Dead Famous People _Harry_
"Cyrano deBerger's Back" X _Alphabetland_
"Mars, The God Of War" The Beths _Jump Rope Gazers_
"Right On The Edge" Cloud Nothings _The Black Hole Understands_
"Men" Mourn _Self Worth_

"Told You" Lady Di _I Know You Know I'm Perfect_
"Prime" Mega Emotion _Move, Motherfucker_
"Be My Guest" Working Men's Club _Working Men's Club_
"Give/Take" Porridge Radio _Every Bad_
"What's Wrong" A Certain Ratio _ACR Loco_

"Sleeping Through The Weekend" Thick _5 Years Behind_
"I'm A Lonely Night Driver" The Gonks _Five Things You Didn't Know About_
"Prospect Heights" Worthitpurchase _Dizzy Age_
"Gary Of The Academy" Lunchbox _After School Special_
"Take It Back" The Luxembourg Signal _The Long Now_

"Aries" Gorillaz _Song Machine Season One_
"Wherever You Go (feat. Jamie XX, Neneh Cherry & Clypso)" The Avalanches _We Will Always Love You_

Monday, December 14, 2020

Whither Gary's Favorite Releases 2020?

(Perfect for your tree.  Available here.)

Damn I listen to a lot of music.  Much of it is for radio shows, it's true.  But I do always seem to have music going on around me.  Here's the thing: I don't know if I listen to enough music.  Like, I used to listen to a lot more electronica than I do now.  & though I occasionally find myself making deep dives in African music or hip hop or Americana, I don't usually spend as much time with those genres as I want to or as I feel like I should - I find myself singing along to clever indie pop, to punky indie rock, to gloomy postpunk.  If you dissected me, that's what you'd find most of.

Which is my way of saying that's mostly what you're going to hear tonight if you tune in to Self Help Radio from midnight to 3am on KBOO.  Three hours!  That's so much music.  You'd think there'd be quite a diverse selection of music but - no, it's going to be indie pop, indie rock, postpunk.  The first three songs I'm going to play I think about by Close Lobsters, Helen Love, & Cleaners From Venus - bands I've loved forever who happened to release new records this year.  So it's probably going to be familiar to you if you've listened to me do these end-of-the-year lists before.

Also, it'll be in no apparent order.  Wow, can you imagine having your shit together to not only gather your favorite songs of the year but also rank them?  I can only dream of having such an ordered mind!

Midnight to 3am, 90.7 fm KBOO Portland, kboo.fm.  No interviews, not a lot of me talking.  That's the end-of-the-year Self Help Radio promise!

Sunday, December 13, 2020

Preface To Gary's Favorite Releases Of 2020:

It's that time of year again!  The time for me to get angry at the hubris of "best of" lists.  But not this year!

Hasn't 2020 been enough of a shitshow?  I don't even want to repost my old screed about why best of lists are disingenuous at best, arrogant & annoying at worst.  So I'm not going to.  The show this week is a chance for me to share in one place the stuff I've been listening to most this year.  I know many folks won't consider it "the best."  Heck, most people won't even like it.

What I have been missing is all the live music I could've seen.  I hope that comes back.  I have tickets to a concert in August 2021!  If the venue is still there, I mean.

See?  Shitshow!  Let's celebrate the music instead of grumbling.

Saturday, December 12, 2020

Photographs Of Places I've Lived # 14: Red River St

(image from Google Maps)

From the beginning of 2000 to the end of 2002 I lived in the back of this house - technically it was a duplex, although I had the back half & another tenant had the first half.  I guess there were a couple of folks who lived in the front half - I was sort-of friends with the first couple, but the last year I lived there, it was three or four guys whom I never really met.

The path to the left went to both of our front doors, but I usually would walk down the gravel driveway & go in through the back door.  I had a big covered porch where I would sit outside & smoke, & in the summer, with the porch light on, giant, terrifying insects would gather on my screen door & my cat Buster & I would watch them with similar - but not entirely the same - interest.

To say that my life changed in this unassuming duplex would be an understatement.  While I was there:

- my job - the thing I had been doing for years - changed in such a way as I had to move offices, something that meant a giant upheaval;
- though I moved in with my cat Buster, I adopted Beatrice in the summer of 2000 & she would travel with me to so many places for the next eighteen years
- in the summer of 2001 I met the woman who would become my wife
- in October 2002, Self Help Radio premiered on KOOP
- & among other drugs, I did ecstasy a lot in this duplex

Before - & for a while during the first year or so I lived there - I was a miserable person.  I was broken-hearted, I was unable to have real relationships with virtually anyone, I felt my time at radio had ended & I no longer had that somewhat creative outlet.  & then someone - I think my old KVRX friend Jeff - offered me ecstasy.

Though I had a forty-hour-a-week gig at UT, I took a part-time (Friday nights, Sunday mornings) job at a video store in around 1997.  The guys who worked there were great, the bosses didn't mind if we drank at work, & I got to take home a ton of free movies.  (One of the cool kids I met at the video store today contributes to segments for Self Help Radio!)  Someone told me I should try ecstasy, & I should do it some place I was comfortable, so I did it at the video store - which wasn't a good idea.

My co-worker Kathy asked me as it started to take effect, "What is it like?"  I remember saying to her, "I didn't think it would be this intense."

My walk home as I began to roll was harrowing, but I made it back to this place okay.  (It was about a quarter-mile away.)  I can honestly say as I lay in my bed completely roiled by emotions both sweet & difficult that I had never felt that way before.  I later thought that I had never allowed myself to feel that way before.  I recognized something that any idiot might have noticed - I surrounded myself with the things I loved - that I had a life full of feeling & creativity & sensation - I was just too wrapped up in ideas of what so-called happiness must look like to realize it.  My first ecstasy experience - followed by many more - made me more honest about my feelings.  I had seen a therapist in the early 90s but he could never have made me see how extraordinary my life was & could be just with talk.  If he had given me e & had somehow been able to guide me through the experience, I might have been better sooner.

Not that I changed over night.  But when, in August 2001, I met a very chatty young grad student at a bus stop & made a connection, I had more of a foundation of my life to show to her than I had for virtually every woman I had met previously.  The fact that she turned out to be the person it looks like (fingers crossed) I will spend the rest of my life with was not something so obvious.  What she met though was a Gary more grounded, more occupied, more understanding of where life had placed him than if she had met him only just a year before.

One last story: she moved in with me in May 2002, & decided soon enough the place wasn't big enough for the two of us, her beautiful hound George, & my two amazing cats.  So she started to look for another place for us.  As usual, I felt swept along, but wasn't complaining.  When the time came to clean the place - I was still a smoker, & I smoked indoors, & the walls were yellow - I felt so sad about leaving yet another home in Austin, I was willing to lose the deposit just to not be overwhelmed by all the memories of that place - including the ones in which I lay on the bed in the middle of an e trip just utterly transfixed by how much I loved my home.

The woman who would become my wife offered to help.  I said to her, "If you can clean this place, I'll give you back whatever deposit money they give me."  I believe my deposit was my first month's rent or something like that - close to a thousand bucks.

The owners of the property were so impressed that the place was spotless that they refunded nearly all of my deposit - something that had never happened before in my life - & I of course gave it to her, probably around eight hundred dollars.

Honestly, it was worth it. Even now, just looking at these photos of places I haven't been in years, it has somewhat gutted me.  Places I'll never see again.  It's been rough.

Friday, December 11, 2020

Sorry I Missed Today

Today is tomorrow.  I forgot to write in this yesterday.  Well, not forgot.  I remembered but then didn't do it.  I know it says this was written yesterday (Friday) but that's because Blogger lets you cheat & back-date your posts.  Take it from me, it's the day after yesterday, which is today, but yesterday it was tomorrow.  I am currently writing this in my present, which is in this blog's future, if you believe it was written yesterday, although, again, it was written Saturday which is today for me, tomorrow for this post, & I suppose both for you, as I am confessing & giving the game away.  Anyway.  Sorry I forgot to write this.  Let me write this & then back-date it so it appears I didn't forget to write it at all.  Also, I appear to have fallen into some kind of time hole.  I may not be back.  I am already back.  I have always been back.

Tuesday, December 08, 2020

Self Help Radio 120820: Geese

(original image - with a funny article - here)

Never one to shy away from controversy, this week tackled that most disputatious of fowl, the goose.  Plural, geese.  See also: gosling, gander, gaggle.  Never has a bird inspired as much ambivalence & animosity!  & not just for hogging so many words that start with the letter g!

They start out pretty cute - look for "goslings" on a search engine & you'll see - but frankly most of us start out tolerably cute & look where we end up.  No place good I tell you, not for the vast majority of us.  Maybe what we reject in geese is what we see in ourselves?  I don't really know, I'm just spitballing here.

However you feel about the goose, she has been an inspiration to many artists & I have three hours of goose music to prove it to you.  You can listen if you're not too squeamish at the Self Help Radio website.  There is a username/password requirement but you know it's SHR/selfhelp.  & all the stuff that happens on the show is listed below.

Do geese quack?  I guess people say they quack.  They deserve another onomatopoeia.

Self Help Radio Goose Show
"Rocking Goose" Johnny & The Hurricanes _The Very Best Of Johnny & The Hurricanes_
"Goosey Goosey" Andy Partridge _The Official Andy Partridge Fuzzy Warbles Collector's Album_
"Wild Geese" Ian & Sylvia _The Complete Vanguard Studio Recordings_

introduction & definitions Ned Dry interrupts with a goose

"The Grey Goose" James "Iron Head" Baker _Field Recordings Vol. 6: Texas 1933-1958_
"Where The Geese Go" The Verve _No Come Down_
"Blue Goose Blues" Jesse Thomas _The Easin' In: Essential Recordings Of Texas Blues_
"Alexander The Swoose (Half Swan-Half Goose)" Kay Kyser & His Orchestra _The Best Of Kay Kyser & His Orchestra_
"The Skunk, The Goose, & The Fly" Tower Of Power _East Bay Grease_

interview with goose lover Jordan Box

"The Old Grey Goose" The Carolina Tar Heels _The Carolina Tar Heels_
"Snow Goose" Jean Redpath _Leaving The Land: A Collection Of Songs, Scottish & Western_
"The Snow Goose" Richard Thompson _Electric_
"Snow Goose & Me" Tanya Donelly _Swan Song Series_
"Pink Goose" Dave McArtney & The Pink Flamingoes _Remember The Alamo! EP_

interview with goose hater Gerry Gosling

"Mother Goose Songs" Burl Ives _Burl Ives Sings Little White Duck & Other Children's Favorites_
"1945 Mother Goose Rhymes" Carson Robison _The Kansas Jayhawk_
"Mother Goose Medley" Spike Jones & His City Slickers _Strictly For Music Lovers_
"Rock Around Mother Goose" Barry Gordon _Rock Around Mother Goose_
"Mother Goose" Jethro Tull _Aqualung_

interview with the Rev Dr Howard Gently

"The Cry Of The Wild Goose" Frankie Laine _On The Trail_
"Goose Eggs" Joanna Newsom _Divers_
"Girl & The Geese" CocoRosie _The Adventures Of Ghosthorse & Stillborn_
"Goose Snow Cone" Aimee Mann _Mental Illness_
"The Geese Of Beverly Road" The National _Alligator_

interview with a gaggle of geese

"Goosie Goosie Gander" Gregory Isaacs _Goosie Goosie Gander 7"_
"I Got Your Water Boiling, Baby (I'm Gonna Cook Your Goose)" The Spinners _The Complete Tri-Phi Records Singles, Vol. 2_
"Are You Cookin' Goose?" The Pipkins _Gimme Dat Ding!_
"Wild Geese Blues" Gladys Bentley _Volume 2 (May 1925 To June 1926)/Complete Recorded Works In Chronological Order 1928/1929_
"Goose Walking Over My Grave" Munly & The Lee Lewis Harlots _Munly & The Lee Lewis Harlots_

remote broadcast from a goose-filled pond

"Stay Loose, Mother Goose" Freddie Bell & The Bellboys _Mercury Rock & Roll Party_
"Lunch With Monster Goose" John Zacherley _Scary Tales Featuring John Zacherley_
"Mother Goose Is Chicken" Homer & Jethro _Cornfucius Say_
"Mudder Goose" Joe Subway _Mudder Goose_
"Mother Goose Is On The Loose" 1989 Musical Marching Zoo _Buddah Records Presents "Holiday Spectacular"_
"Black Mother Goose" Patrice Holloway _Love & Desire: The Patrice Holloway Anthology_
"Mother Goose's Wine" National Lampoon _The Best Of The National Lampoon Radio Hour_

conclusion & goodbye

"The Goose" Parliament _Up For The Down Stroke_
"Morse Moose & The Grey Goose" Wings _London Town_
"Geese Outside" Yohuna _Radiating Light: Orchid Tapes & Friends_
"Mother Goose" Tim Dickinson _Mother Goose_

Monday, December 07, 2020

Whither A Show About Geese?


That picture above is pretty much the only goose I've known in my life.  Before I decided to do a show about geese, I don't know if I had much experience with geese.  This particular goose lived in a lake near our house in Fort Worth.  It was called Luther Lake, & in fact there was a Lutheran church not a half mile away from the lake, so perhaps the lake was named for the church.  In any event, I don't know if there were more than one or two geese in the lake, but this one spent most of its time with ducks:


Neighbors told us its name was "Nob-Nose."  & that it was very protective of the ducks.

Now, I haven't been back to my Fort Worth neighborhood since we left in May of 2019, & we didn't walk around that lake too often in the last few months we were there, for a myriad of reasons, not the least of which was that, in the 2018 elections, we saw way too many Ted Cruz signs & hated to think that our neighbors were so dumb to support such an obvious idiot & crook.  We just didn't feel much like being around them, you know?

Anyway, I hope Nob-Nose & its friends are all right.  They are used to being fed by people in the neighborhood, & would swim toward us on walks even though I almost never had any treats for them.  My pocket is usually filled with dog treats only.

Wait, does this blog post have anything to do with Self Help Radio?  Yes!  Tonight's show - or tomorrow's show, whatever you prefer - is about geese.  It's on from midnight to 3am on 90.7 KBOO, simultaneously online at kboo.fm.  I have discovered that geese evoke strong opinions, & will have guests who are pro- & anti-geese.  & lots of goosey songs.  Which I dedicate now to Nob-Nose although I am certain it doesn't listen to much internet radio.  It probably doesn't spend a whole lot of time online.

Saturday, December 05, 2020

Photographs Of Places I've Lived # 13: Chateau Depew

(image from Google Maps)

It's really a shame to see that this delightful four-plex on the eastern edge of Hyde Park in Austin (it never really felt like Hyde Park) is now called Hyde Park Place.  The entire time I lived there it was referred by me & my myriad roommates as "Chateau Depew."  The back unit that's jutting out there on the left, that's where I lived, although my room was in the back & the window was added after I left.

Gosh, I think I lived there from the beginning of 1994 till the end of 1999.  I'm trying to remember the names of all the roommates I had - & I lived alone there for quite a stretch too - Russell, Richard, Meredith, Mike.  There was a girl who stayed there for the summer who was having trouble getting a visa to stay in the country - she was Indian - I have forgotten her name.  A woman named Anne who now absolutely hates me stayed for a while.  A woman named Tracy who went off to Hollywood at some point stayed with me for like three days when she was in-between houses.  I would invite people to stay whenever.

The five years I was there were the longest I ever lived in a single place in my life.  I got my first real full-time job - it's actually the only real full-time job I've ever had - while I was living there, & I also got started at KVRX while I was living there.  I got my first pet, a lovely but sickly cat named Blue Boy, while I was living there.  Blue Boy died of complications from feline leukemia in late 1999 & at that point I felt like I needed to leave.  There was also water damage that needed to be repaired because of a leak & the landlord probably wanted to fix it & then charge more exorbitant rates.  When I moved out in late 1999, Austin had almost 99% occupancy & he probably doubled the rent after repairs (& putting in that window).

I was very lonely at Chateau Depew.  My relationship with the first woman who really loved me ended in 1994, really barely after I moved in, & though we managed to stay friends for a little while, eventually she tired of me.  I made a lot of friends at KVRX & I would also date women who called my radio show - although I would invite them up to the station to meet me, knowing a homely boy like me wouldn't fare well on a blind date.  In fact, I started deejaying at KVRX in August 1994 & I stopped in August 1999 - the entire time I had my first radio experience, I was at Chateau Depew.

One thing I was proud of - the thing that didn't get my 100$ deposit returned - I felt bad about this but didn't have the skills to actually clean this - was a wall collage I started in 1994 that eventually covered the entire east wall of my living room.  I was inspired by the collage in Prick Up Your Ears although I didn't mutilate library books to create it.  Here is a composite of what it looked like:


Sorry it's not more artfully put together.  It's late, this is the best I can do right now.  The picture is dated December 1999, so I suppose this was the whole thing - I would move out a few days later.

Gosh, looking at that & thinking about that place - I suspect nearly every girl I ever kissed - not all of them, but most of them - I kissed in that apartment.  But really I was very unhappy most of the time, I would try to escape as often as I could.  I discovered the internet while I lived there, but had a terrible connection at home, so I'd go up to my work, even in the middle of the night, just to chat with folks & look around the web.  & of course I'd be near KVRX, which was on campus.

Why do I feel so strange about looking at that place, looking back?  It was now over twenty years ago.  I guess it's because I feel I became an adult in that place, even if I were basically still living like a kid in college.  But I was still so fucked up, & although it wouldn't quite cure me - I'm still something of a mess - it would take the next place I'd live in for me to become more like I am now, for me to start becoming what I have ended up as.

Friday, December 04, 2020

December 1st On The 4th

Self Help Radio's resident cinephile Chuck appeared on this week's show with recommendations for movies that were released on December 1st throughout time & space - he mentioned films released in countries other than the United States.  But what if you missed the segment?  Never fear!  Chuck has provided us with resources:

Here is his Twitter thread in which he discusses the movies (& other stuff) he's watching. The pinned tweet is where the discussion is.

He created not only one but two Youtube playlists for the event.  The first is the list of releases he found there.  (With the caveat that they are not all recommended!)  The second is a shortened list, more finely honed.  He does add it's a "work in progress"!

He's also continuing to work on the reviews he has on Letterboxd.  Pair this with the Youtube playlist & determine what you'd like to watch!

It can be December 1st for as long as you'd like.  If it were your birthday as it was my wife's, you'd doubtless want it to continue for as long as possible.

Chuck will return to Chuck's Happily Unsophisticated Cinema Korner for the Christmas show in a couple of weeks, but you should follow him on Twitter because he keeps up with what he's watching in real time.

Much thanks, Chuck!

Tuesday, December 01, 2020

Self Help Radio 120120: Magda's Birthday Show 2020

(Original image here.)

Wow, three hours of birthday songs.  Holy moley.  I honestly didn't think I could pull it off.  I'm runnin' outta birthday songs, friends!

But this year I had a lot of help!  In addition to the interviews (which are listed below), I asked friends & family of Magda to send voice messages to me wishing her a happy birthday, & they are sprinkled liberally around the show.

But seriously.  Musicians I love: write more birthday songs!  I'll need three hours more this time next year.  Thank you!

Listen to the show when it's your birthday at the Self Help Radio website.  You'll need a username & a password to listen if you've not listened before.  I wish I could tell you what those are, & I can, they're "SHR" & "selfhelp" respectively, case-sensitive, no quotation marks.  What happens on the show, including the songs you'll hear, is chronicled below.

My wife is celebrating her birthday by going on a bike ride.  I'm going back to sleep.  I was up late!

Self Help Radio Magda's Birthday Show 2020
"Happy Birthday In Jail" Tall Tall Trees _A Wave Of Golden Things_
"Birthday Cake" My Name Is Music _Revolution_
"50th Birthday" Serengeti _Kenny Dennis LP_

introduction

"Birthday" Jenny Adkins _Birthday_
"25" Oh Pep! _I Wasn't Only Thinking About You_
"Happy Birthday" Clem Snide _Soft Spot_
"Birthday" Bari Koral Family Rock Band _The Apple Tree & The Honey Bee_
"Birthday" Broken Spindles _Inside/Absent_

interview with birthday gift specialist Marty Matthews

"Birthday" Carnival Youth _Good Luck_
"The Birthday Song" Field Mouse _Meaning_
"A Birthday Present" Sylvia Plath _Sylvia Plath Reads Her Poems_
"Birthday" Shallow _High Flyin' Kid Stuff_
"Happy Birthday" New Swears _Illuminati Knights_

interview with birthday gift specialist Garfield Gum

"Birthday" Caspar Babypants _Baby Beatles!_
"Happy Birthday Yeah! Yeah! Wow! Wow!" Orange Range _Panic Fancy_
"Birth" Charles Bukowski _At Terror Street & Agony Way_
"Birthday" Sierra Hull _Weighted Mind_
"Birthday Cake" Circa Waves _Sad Happy_

another episode of Chuck's Happily Unsophisticated Cinema Korner

"Birthday" Gia Margaret _There's Always Glimmer_
"Birthday Suit" Charlie Worsham _Beginning Of Things_
"Surprise Parties" Ali Siddiq _Damaged Goods_
"Birthday" Fenne Lily _Breach_
"Happy Birthday" Dwight Twilley _Always_

interview with the Rev Dr Howard Gently

"Happy Birthday" The Ting Tings _Yo Gabba Gabba: Music Is... Awesome! Volume 2_
"Happy Birthday" Luck Of Aleia _Six Songs_
"Birthday Song" Reversible Chords _Reversible Chords_
"Birthday Cake" Muler _The State Of Play_
"Happy Birthday" Uzeda _Out Of Colours_

a dip into previously rejected birthday tunes

"Happy Birthday Blues" Kathy Young _I Wish I Were A Princess: Great Lost Female Teen Idols_
"Adrian's Birthday" The Rascals _Freedom Suite_
"Birthday" The Invisible Cities _Watertown_
"Birthday Song (Death March)" Victory At Sea _Memories Fade_
"Birthday (MJ Cole Remix)" Disclosure _Energy_

conclusion & goodbye

"Happy Birthday Baby" Hiss Golden Messenger _Terms Of Surrender_
"Birthday" Dan Bern _Road Angel Project Volume 4_
"Don't Worry Happy Birthday" Yonder Mountain String Band _YMSB EP 13_
"Roller Rink" The Still, Small Voice _Roller Rink_
"The Birthday Song" Mac Davis _Baby Don't Get Hooked On Me/Stop & Smell The Roses_

Monday, November 30, 2020

Whither Magda's Birthday Show 2020

(Image from here.)

Every year, on or near (before, not after) my wife's birthday, I make a birthday show for her.  Mostly it's songs about birthdays, birthday songs.  The show has been around for about eighteen years; I've made birthday shows for her for sixteen of those years.  I can't explain two of those years.  I'm surprised she forgave me.

One of the things I try to do for the shows is never play the same recording twice.  So, for example, I may play the Beatles' "Birthday" - & I have - but I've only played the version on The White Album once.  I've played covers of the song a lot - on almost every show, probably - but only that recording once.  Unless.

Last year I did a kind of "best of" & replayed some birthday songs from previous episodes.  But I'm not going to do that this time around.  & I have three hours to fill up!

If you're curious about all the songs I've played, you can look at all the playlists here.  You'll have to click through.  They're not in a list or anything.

Tonight - or tomorrow morning - at midnight on 90.7 fm KBOO Portland - & online at kboo.fm - you can hear the 2020 version of my birthday show for my wife.  Whose name is Magda.  It's on for three long hours, midnight to 3am.  Guests abound!  Merriment & fun!  She'll probably be asleep though.  It's very late at night.

Sunday, November 29, 2020

Preface To Magda's Birthday Show 2020: Three Hours Of Birthday Songs

This year, because Self Help Radio is now three hours long (what have I done to deserve this) I had to find lots more birthday songs than usual.  Last year I decided to reach back into the past & play birthday songs I already played & also birthday interviews & bits I had already made.  Not so this year!

Three hours of birthday songs.  Something I always say in these posts is some variation of "there aren't as many birthday songs as there are Christmas songs but the ratio of good to bad birthday songs is really quite close to the ratio of good to bad Christmas songs."  I do in fact have a folder filled with nearly two hundred birthdays songs which I don't find awful but don't know if I'd play them on a birthday show.

Three hours of birthday songs.  If I drop those songs into iTunes, it tells me that that's over eleven hours of music.  Of, nearly four episodes of Self Help Radio.  Since every episode is three hours long.

Three hours of birthday songs.  & that doesn't even count a bunch of songs I have that mention birthdays but aren't really about birthdays.  I have a few of those.  Also I have songs I've collected from this year which I haven't listened to yet.  Which I probably won't get to listen to because I have to start putting the show together now!  Hours ago!  Days ago!

Three hours of birthday songs.  Holy shit.  Three hours of birthday songs.  I certainly hope my wife appreciates it.  Oh wait.  She'll sleep through it.  But then why do I...?

Oh why do I do anything.

Saturday, November 28, 2020

Drinking From A Deep Welles

The other day I found this cleverly animated YouTube video an associate of Stan Lee made featuring the comic icon saying bad words.  I suspect there are tons of recordings like this of famous people being profane, & there are some which have been withheld because it would be bad for the person involved but perhaps we'll hear them after that famous person leaves his current job.  Maybe they should release it now - he's not really doing his job anymore anyway.

My first large-scale introduction to this - well, it may have been Negativland's U2 single - but I recall getting a copy of the collection Celebrities At Their Worst! sometime in the mid-90s.  I'm not sure if it was supposed to change my mind about any of the celebrities - John Wayne is a racist dick? I would never have suspected - but what it did do is introduce me to one of my great obsessions.  & that is the track which was called on the CD (if I remember it correctly) "Orson Welles Pissing Away His Talent."

Above I chose not to embed the Stan Lee video, but I'll embed this:

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It's a cleverly animated collection of those Orson Welles outtakes.  I love them so much.  I wish I could tell you why.  I have them memorized like a favorite song.  I wish there were an entire album that proceeded in the same manner.  One time on Facebook I wrote this:

There are people out there who would swoon to the discovery of a lost John Lennon song, or a mid-60s Dylan recording session previously unknown, or Bowie tracks recorded but never released in the mid-70s, but for me I'd be utterly ecstatic if someone found just three more minutes of outtakes of Orson Welles getting pissy & haughty while doing shitty, humiliating radio commercials.

It's absolutely true.

Friday, November 27, 2020

Photographs Of Places I've Lived # 12: Avenue A

(image from Google Maps)

This little efficiency is where I lived from early 1992 till the end of 1993.  It was a very long two years, in which I had to deal with my post-college life & with the disastrous end of my first relationship, about which I'm sure I'll discuss much later in this blog when I get to those years during Self Help Radio's shows about the years of my birth in the appropriate January.  It's the apartment in the middle there, in the 4552 building but on the right, under the tree.  Number 102.  This image is from around 2014, but I don't remember my door being blue.  It was a one-room apartment - there was no bedroom - with a pretty sizable bathroom that had a closet in it, & a cramped kitchen that you saw when you enter the apartment.  The kitchen ran along the north side (we're looking west in this picture).  There were windows on that side, but thanks to that lovely tree, I never had much light.  There was also a door on the "patio" side - which meant, if the front door were in the east wall, it was in the north wall - for no real reason.  There's a dumb story about that door which kind of epitomized my early days there.

The relationship ended with lies & betrayal & it fucked me up.  Many of my friends had become friends with her over the three years we were "together," & she leaned on them a lot because of her own issues, which meant I had to deal with my friends talking about her, & letting her stay with them, & other shit like that.  I was incredibly lonely & as close to mentally ill as I would ever be.  Thoughts of suicide were not uncommon.  The nights were long & I couldn't eat or sleep & I would lie on my bed wishing my mind would just break.  Certain things kept me going, usually obsessively: Neil Young's voice, the Kids In The Hall, Ellery Queen mysteries.  I woke early & walked to campus, where I now worked almost full-time, & sat in the sun until I had to go inside.  I went to movies & plays & music shows & did everything I could to keep my brain occupied.  It wasn't enough.

One night I began aware of a scratching on that north door, a door I never opened.  Not once.  It was intermittent but when it happened, it was insistent.  Could it be a bug?  An animal of some kind?  A human?  The pain in which I lived quickly translated into terror.  But I didn't believe in anything supernatural - it couldn't be a ghost or the like.  What did I have to lose by just opening the door?

To make matters worse, it was a stormy night, with high winds.  I didn't want to go out into that.  It had to be 2 or 3 in the morning.  I'd hear the wind & I'd hear that scratching & I was frightened out of my mind.

But I didn't open the door.  No, I quietly opened my front door, to peep behind the small, I guess decorative, stone wall to the door's right.  The light from my apartment would help me see what was there, if anything.  So I closed the door quietly, slowly looked past the wall - only to find a flyer of some sort put there by a restaurant advertising delivery.  There was one on the door to the apartment opposite mine.  The person tasked to spread those coupons around didn't know the doors were for the same apartments, apparently.  I felt like a fool.  I might've just let it stay there all night if I hadn't mustered up a small bit of courage.

One thing to say about this place: for a brief time, the first woman to really love me lived with me here.  I wish I had been well enough to return her love properly.  It would take a decade for me to be able to be a good partner, that's how utterly fucking destroyed I was.  I would hurt so many people - I would hurt myself a great deal - in the next few years.  She moved out because she couldn't still be with me if she lived with me, & I understood that.  But those few months - I believe from August 1992 to December 1992 - I remember them fondly.

Another thing is that a childhood friend from Garland stayed with me briefly when he came down looking to relocate.  He would actually move into a place across the street from the house where I rented a room but never lived.  When my lease here ran out, he encouraged me to get a place with him, which I did.  Although it didn't quite go as well as we hoped.

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Self Help Radio 112420: Glam & Glamour

(Hair & stripe from the album cover for Aladdin Sane of course.)

Yes, last night's Self Help Radio featured little - if any - actual glam music.  A listener - who asked me to play David Bowie & I didn't - said he did hear some glam influence.  Which I guess is possible if one is writing a song about glam.

But the show was also about glamour!  Which comes from glam.  Which reminds me, why is it glamour with a u but glamorous without a u?  & isn't it weird to write "a u."  Since the letter u is a vowel, you feel visually it would be more correct to write "an u."  But since the letter u is pronounced "you" (or sometimes "yew") (& often "yoo" as in "yoo hoo!") & there's a consonant in the pronounced world, we have what I call the "hard article" a rather than the "soft article" an.  Which is also why we say "give me an m, Pat" on Wheel Of Fortune when clearly it sound be a m, because m is a consonant.  & by the way, I don't mean a m like "ante meridiem" & don't even get me started as to where it's even possible for noon to be 12 pm - which is to say "post meridiem" since "meridiem" means "noon."  12 am could be either noon or midnight in this scenario & what a headache that would be.

Was I supposed to be talking about something else?  Oh yeah, my new etymologically-based stand-up is coming to a YouTube near me sometime never.  Also, this week's show can be listened to if you want.

The glam & glamour show is at the Self Help Radio website now or whenever you're ready.  Please remember that you'll need a username - which is "SHR" - & a password - which is "selfhelp" - without the quotation marks - to listen.  It's nearly three hours long!  It gets kinda tedious.  Sorry.  What happens on the show is detailed below.

Self Help Radio Glam & Glamour Show
"Glam" Icehouse _Primitive Man_
"This Is The Glam" New Wet Kojak _This Is The Glamorous_
"Glam!" Leila K _Carousel_

introduction & definitions

"Glamour Girl" T-Bone Walker _The Original Source_
"Glamour Girl" Tony Lake _Teen Town U.S.A. Volume 9_
"Glamour Girl" Harvey Scales & The Seven Sounds _Back Then One More Time_
"Glamour Girl" Harold Hopkins _Big City Soul 4: 60 Northern Soul Classics_
"Glamour Girl" Chicks On Speed _Chicks On Speed Will Save Us All!_

interview with the Rev Dr Howard Gently

"Glamorous" Gary Myrick _Language_
"The Glamorous Life" Sheila E _In The Glamorous Life_
"The Glamorous Life" Cool C _I Gotta Habit_
"Glamorous Life" Lolly Pop _Lolly Pop_
"Glamorous Nights" Stevans _Rupture_

interview with "appalachian glam" designer Rock Hart

"Glam Saved The Day" Pocket Rockets _Love Or Perish_
"Glam Racket" The Fall _The Infotainment Scan_
"Glam Rock Cops" Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine _Straw Donkey... The Singles_
"Trash Glam Baby" The Boomtown Rats _Citizens Of Boomtown_
"Glam Slam" Prince _Lovesexy_

interview with glam expert Madeline Bowie

"Glamour Gap" Marine Research _Sounds From The Gulf Stream_
"Glamour & Glitz" A Tribe Called Quest _The Show (Original Soundtrack)_
"Ice (As If She Could Steal A Piece Of My Glamour)" Alec Empire _The Golden Foretaste Of Heaven_
"Glamour Job" Bulldogs _Top Tiers_
"French Man Glam Gang" Luke Haines & Peter Buck _Beat Poetry For Survivalists_

interview with Glamorous Magazine editor & publisher Dame Edwina Boogles-Smyth
Ned Dry presents Portland recording artists Lieutenant Corporal McCheese

"You (Chunka, Chunka) Were Glamorous" The Legend _Creation Soup Volume One_
"Glamourous" Jetlag _9:15 To Nowhere_
"Glamour Girl" Louie Austen _Iguana_
"The Glamour Chase" The Associates _Wild & Lonely_
"Shamrock Glamrock" The Bundles _The Bundles_

the penultimate airbreak (nothing special happens)

"My Glamorous Mother" The Gonks _Five Things You Didn't Know About The Gonks_
"Astral Glamour" Homosexuals _Astral Glamour_
"Glamour" Low Life _Downer Edn_
"Be Glamorous" Charlie Boyer & The Voyeurs _Clarietta_
"Money Fame Glitz Glamour" Joy & Revolution _Love Is Kind_

conclusion & goodbye

"Glamour & Glory Blues" Curtis Jones _Complete Recorded Works In Chronological Order Volume 4_
"So Glamorous" Sam Cooke _The Complete Singles 1956-1962_
"Chip Pan Glam" The Understudies _Indietracks 2009: An Indiepop Compilation_
"Hand Glams" Ty Segall _$Ingle$ 2_
"The Glam Dicenn" Julian Cope _Floored Genius 4: Brain Donor_

Monday, November 23, 2020

Whither Glam & Glamour?

(image from here.)

The question is: will there be actual glam on the show where the theme is (at least one-half) glam?  This is the show, after all, which had "lullabies" as a theme, but didn't play famous lullabies unless they happened to call themselves lullabies.  The answer to the question is: I think so but I'm not sure.

What I can say is that glamour is such a big concept that I felt the need to narrow the theme down to songs that mention glamour itself.  Which is generally how I do things.  But sometimes I feel the need to say it out loud.

Other than that - oh, am I supposed to tell you why there's a show about glam & glamour on late Monday night tonight?  I wish I knew.  Seriously, I came up with this theme a month or two ago when I was doing what seemed like a radio show every other day.  It's all a blur.  It's still a blur, actually.  Is there a Self Help Radio tonight?

Yes, at midnight, till 3am, on 90.7 fm KBOO online at kboo.fm.  The least glamorous person in the world will be talking about glamour.  The least glam person in the world will be talking about glam.  Maybe you can tune in.

Sunday, November 22, 2020

Preface To Glam & Glamour: A Shameful Confession

(Aren't all confessions a bit shameful?  Or can you imagine a shameless confession?)

The reason the show this week has a two part theme is:

1) The fear that there wouldn't be enough songs about "glam" alone or "glamour" alone &
2) The fear that if I played songs about "glam" it would somehow not fit the theme "glamour" because of
3) The fear that someone listening might not know "glam" is short for "glamour" so
4) It's really just one theme said two different ways but that's not a reason I'll end with
5) Three hours is a really long time to do a radio show & the more themes in more parts I have
6) The more likely it is that I'll actually fill three hours.

That's all.  I really need to get to bed now.  I am nowhere near finished with this show so tomorrow is gonna suuuuuuuuuck.

& no, I don't mean for you having to listen to the show, I meant for me having to put the show together.

Although...

Saturday, November 21, 2020

Photographs Of Places I've Lived # 11: 40th Street

(image from Google Maps)

If you had asked me in 1991, when I lived in this house in Hyde Park in Austin, Texas, I would have told you it was the happiest I'd ever been.  A year later I would have told you the exact opposite.

A week or so ago, I mentioned that I had rented a room that I never moved into, & it was because the woman with home I was having something like a relationship (but it was incredibly one-sided) had moved into an apartment on the top floor of this old house.  The door there opens onto a flight of stairs, & there are two apartments upstairs.  My "girlfriend's" was on the west side, or, in the above picture, on the left.  I basically moved into that place with her, although all my stuff was kept elsewhere, as her parents had forbade her to date me, & the place needed to look like she lived there alone.  Her parents liked to visit her.  & they were paying for everything.

The only things to say about the place - I graduated college while I lived here, & it was close enough to campus to walk there & back on days when buses weren't running - which have nothing to do with the disastrous relationship I was in at the time involve the owners of the house.  Their names escape me, although I recall the husband being a little creepy around the woman I was living with - I guess once I finally "moved in," we had to give them more money, which I myself paid - which was cheaper than the room I had been renting - & the wife was a fiery redhead very obviously in charge.  They had a young child while I lived there, & when you walked up the stairs there was one of those vintage Jesus pictures you see everywhere.  I can probably easily find it online:


Yeah, that one (found here).  That kid - who it just occurred to me must be over thirty years old now - once pointed to the painting & said "Gary."  Why in the world would he have confused me with Jesus?  It might be because I looked a little like this when I lived there:


That's from 1992, taken by a woman who actually did love me, although the damage done by the previous relationship pretty much made a healthy relationship impossible for me then.

Anyway, I always thought it was amusing for a toddler to confuse me & Jesus.  I also just remembered not only the child's name, but also the couple's names, but it's not all that important for the story.

It must've been most of 1991 I lived in this place.  Though it seems like much longer.  It was very cold there in the winter & the pitiful wall unit in the bedroom couldn't cool off the rest of the house, so we put sheets up in the bedroom doorway & stayed in there during the miserable summer months.  I don't know if I have any pictures of the place but I remember it like I was just there.  Again, it seemed like I was happy there.  But no, no I was not.

Friday, November 20, 2020

One Last Look Back At The Unknown

You might have missed it, but Self Help Radio's resident cinephile Chuck, whose segment Chuck's Happily Unsophisticated Cinema Korner appears on the show, left you some links in case you wanted to see some of the things he talked about on this week's segment.  They were in the comments below the entry, but here they are in the actual blog, so you don't have to squint to read them.

Here is his Twitter thread in which he discusses the movies (& other stuff) he's watching. Very informative!

Even more helpful is his Youtube playlist of the things he watched.

Finally, he has a series of short reviews he collects over on Letterboxd, should you wish to read his thoughts about the things he watched.

This is so cool!  I hope you think so too!  Chuck will be back in a week or so with another segment.  Follow him on Twitter because he details his preparation before the show!

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Self Help Radio 111720: Unknown


Look.  I get it.  This was a terrible idea for a theme.  On the show last night I kinda leaned into "the unknown," but that's not how it was conceived.  Because "the unknown" could mean any kind of supernatural or scientific mystery.  The show was just supposed to be about that which isn't known.  Which could mean a destination, or a person, or whatever - not just "are there angels living in condos in the clouds?" or "do black holes act as dumb waiters to pocket dimensions?"  So, more apologies than usual are required here.  I can't promise that there'll be better themes explored by Self Help Radio in the future, but hopefully they'll be better thought out than this one.

Having said that, I had fun making the show.  Maybe you'll have fun listening to it.

You can do so at the Self Help Radio website.  To listen you won't need knowledge that is generally unknown - in fact I say it every week - you'll need a username, which is SHR, & a password, which is 
selfhelp as one word.  The show is very long, three hours long, but it's jam-packed with all sorts of interviews & stuff & you can see what those are below.

For an unknown show, basically, there's not a lot unknown about it.

Self Help Radio Unknown Show
"Unknown" Gwilym Gold _A Paradise_
"Unknown" Sw/Mm/Ng _Feel Not Bad_
"Unknown" Even As We Speak _Adelphi_

introduction + a voice from the unknown interrupts!

"The Unknown" Tamaryn _Led Astray, Washed Ashore_
"The Unknown" The Masonics _In Your Night Of Dreams & Other Foreboding Pleasures_
"The Unknown" The Asteroid No. 4 _Hail To The Clear Figurines_
"The Unknown" Heat _Overnight_
"The Unknown" Mad Planet _Ghost Notes_

interview with host of Explorations Into The Unknown, Col. Clyde McAdams

"Mysteries Unknown" Elk City _Status_
"Unknown Soldier" ST-37 _Fun's Not Dead._
"Fire Of Unknown Origin" Patti Smith _You're A Hook_
"Unknown Soldier" Made For TV _So Afraid Of The Russians 7"_
"Out Of The Unknown" Died Pretty _Children Of Nuggets: Original Artyfacts From The Second Psychedelic Era 1976-1996_

interview with dead letter office postal worker Claire Clavin

"Address Unknown" Marty Robbins _Country 1960-1966_
"On An Unknown Beach" Bobby & Blumm _Not Given Lightly: A Tribute To The Giant Golden Book Of New Zealand's Alternative Music Scene_
"Region Unknown" The Triffids _Calenture_
"Unknown Citizen" Peter Wyngarde _Peter Wyngarde_
"Fear Of The Unknown" Siouxsie & The Banshees _Superstition_

interview with the Rev Dr Howard Gently

"Xtabay (Lure Of The Unknown Love)" Yma Sumac _Voice Of The Xtabay_
"The Great Unknown" Elvis Costello & The Attractions _Goodbye Cruel World_
"The Great Unknown" The Starfolk _The Starfolk_
"The Great Unknown" The Legends _It's Love_
"To The Great Unknown" Cloud Cult _The Seeker_

a visit from cinephile Chuck with Chuck's Happily Unsophisticated Cinema Korner

"Some Unknown Reason" Wild Billy Childish & CTMF _Last Punk Standing... & Other Hits!_
"Ode To An Unknown Girl" The Pop Art _Rumpelstiltskin 7"_
"For An Unknown Lady" Dorothy Parker _The Voice Of The Poet: American Wits_
"Melody For An Unknown Girl" The Unknowns _Melody For An Unknown Girl_
"Persons Unknown" Poison Girls _Statement_

a Self Help Radio third-hour list: five scientific unknowns

"Unknown Legend" Neil Young _Harvest Moon_
"Direction Still Unknown" Cloudberry Jam _Providing The Atmosphere_
"Unknown Pleasures (feat. Hanna Lovisa)" Montt Mardie _Skaizerkite_
"Ride In The Unknown" Nada Surf _Never Not Together_
"Destination Unknown" Missing Persons _Living In Oblivion (The 80s Greatest Hits - Volume 2)_

conclusion & goodbye

"Unknown Blues" Tartar & Gay _Broke, Black, & Blue_
"An Unknown Quantity" Bill Ramsey & The Jay Five _The In-Kraut_
"Unknown Wrecks" The Mekons _The Quality Of Mercy Is Not Strnen_
"Unknown Journey" The Wayward Souls _A Real Cool Time Revisited: Swedish Punk, Pop, & Garage Rock 1982-1989_