I am pleased to report that no computer malfunctions occurred on this night. That's a first for 2019, I think. Our intrepid general manager texts me instead of calling the studio phone, and at a reasonable time as well. The stars are lining up!
Regrettably I am not at my best here, unless this is the best we can expect. My adventures in pronunciation continue, most notably with "Oneohtrix," although in my defense opinions seem to differ on that one. I have a frog in my throat, the beginning of another motif. I confidently proclaim that the PAN label is from Berlin, only to express doubt that it is even from Germany. After (finally) playing Gaye Su Akyol, I mention that "she's out of Turkey," which sounds like she is struggling to make a sandwich. Segue-ing from Public Service Broadcasting into The Snivelling Shits was perhaps less than smooth (but I did my best). And, in the "executive functioning" department, I should probably have played more reggae than the one Lee Perry track. These issues aside, this is a program for the vaults!
Reckoning: I marvel at our first airing of Skinny Puppy ("we're partying like it's 1988!") because once upon a time they were a staple of my radio diet. In my early days in college radio I labeled my program "industrial." I loved drum machines and synthesizers then (and do still) and there was a culture war afoot. This music needed defending, I felt, and there was relatively little of it and it was so hard to come by. I didn't save my playlists from that time, and there are precious few cassette recordings of old shows, but I would say that 30 years ago I played Bites quite a bit. Looking back, this music...doesn't hold up for me? (In fairness this is also true of plenty of "rock" records.) The synths and samples seem very second-wave, and the middle-aged person in me wonders if the singer isn't hurting his voice. I can't help but wonder if we saw more there than really is there. As proof that this is more about me than Skinny Puppy, I find myself enjoying OMD, of all things, in the 21st century, and I never would have played them in college. If that isn't selling out in old age I don't know what is.
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Here Comes the Bishop's Daughter: Transmission 360, 2017 August 5
U_D_M Detour 31, 2017 February 19
U_D_M Detour 30, 2017 February 12
U_D_M Detour 29, 2017 February 5
U_D_M Detour 28, 2017 January 29
U_D_M Detour 27, 2017 January 8
U_D_M Detour 26, 2017 January 1
U_D_M Detour 25, 2016 December 18
U_D_M Detour 24, 2016 November 13
Occasionally Lucid Commentary: Transmission 359, 2017 July 26
Cleaner Lyrics, For the Most Part: Transmission 358, 2017 July 22
Spiritually and Emotionally Uplifting Properties: Transmission 357, 2017 July 19
Missing from My Own Head: Transmission 356, 2017 July 16
Get Nowhere Twice As Fast: Transmission 355, 2017 July 13
Presumably, Supposably: Transmission 354, 2017 July 12
The Magic Wound: Transmission 353, 2017 July 8
Real-Time Critique Mode: Transmission 352, 2017 July 5
Lonely Is As Lonely Does: Transmission 351, 2017 June 28
It's a Fact that I Live With: Transmission 350, 2017 June 24
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