Here's last night's playlist. I got a bit self-indulgent in the middle of the show, reeling off a nine song, almost hour long set. I mean, I enjoyed it but by the time it got done I'm sure there was no one left listening but the odd cat wandering into the room where the radio is. Thing I learned last night: that Johnny Cash had recorded a version of "In the Jailhouse Now" (familiar to me from the Oh Brother, Where Art Thou soundtrack). I was also glad to discover that old spoken word album, Better An Old Demon Than A New God, which had been reviewed for the vinyl backfill bin. That's something new music staff has cooked up -- having DJs write up reviews on albums from the extensive vinyl library, both classics and overlooked gems. Anyway, that was an album I had way back when but I hadn't heard it in 10-15 years probably. In fact, I'd forgotten that the line "bigger is better and biggest is best" comes from the Burroughs piece that I played last night. One thing that kinda pissed me off though. Some anonymous fellow DJ saw the need to write some snarky attempted witticisms about how the artists on the album (who include Jim Carroll and Richard Hell in addition to Burroughs) were all junkies. First off, they made a "smack" pun. For that alone, they should be slapped. Second, however I might feel about snarking and sniping in the margins, I have no time for someone without the cojones to sign their comments. Finally, so what? Anyone who knows anything about the alt/punk/fringe/whatever/art scene in NYC in the late 70s thru mid 80s knows that heroin use was pervasive. So noticing that a bunch of artists on a compilation album put out by John Giorno share a junky history is not exactly much of a fucking insight, sparky...

Meanwhile, I'm tres bummed to discover that next week's Gangbe Brass Band concert has apparently been cancelled.