Sunday, November 27, 2005

Snoopy's Fiction

I was reading the well known American author Snoopy in the newspaper today. Does this guy take any pride in his craft? What the fuck? It was a dark and stormy night? What kind of shit is that? Fuck him. Fuck him.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Dallas Radio

I spend a lot of time listening to Dallas radio, seeing as how my car has an AM/FM radio, and only an AM/FM radio. I had a nice stereo, at one time, but the rampaging Buddhists that live in my neighborhood liberated me of my attatchment to material things. They liberated me with a crowbar through my passenger side window, as well as some creative work on the interior of my car.
So, I spend time in my car listening to Dallas radio.

You’ll find some of the best radio down in the public radio section of the dial, from 88.1 up to 90.1

88.1 FM KNTU
The one. They couldn’t very well call it KUNT, could they? This is the University of North Texas radio station, and the only all jazz station in Dallas. You will hear jazz from all eras, from Count Basie and Duke Ellington, through Miles Davis and John Coltrane, on up to the present day and bands like Modeski Martin and Wood. You’ll hear the world famous UNT One O’clock Lab Band here as well. I am told many jazz luminaries got their start with this student group. Weekends, the students seem to get more reign over programming content, and the result is the most interesting radio you’ll find on the dial. A few years ago, a student named Russell Lyday had a program called The Show that fell to Earth that made a dent in radio ratings for Sunday night. It was based on the radical idea of allowing a DJ to play music he found exciting and interesting. You actually had the chance to hear a lot of popular music from small and independent labels. The result made waves, and 102.1 the Edge, the large commercial pop-alternative radio station actually developed a program to compete. Unfortunately, when the students graduate, they take their shows with them.

89.3 FM KNON
The voice of the people, community radio. It’s eclectic, to say the least. Throughout the week you can hear zydeco, reggae, speed metal, tejano, a gay and lesbian community show, rap (old school and new), gospel, and radio call in. The roper red neck review plays local country artists. The ethic of the station is very DIY and noncommercial. I think the station is proof that amateurs can be more engaging than professionals.

90.1 FM KERA
This is the national public radio affiliate. Unfortunately, the station lost its best local voice when Glenn Mitchell passed away recently (see my previous post). I don’t know if they still broadcast Marla Crocket’s the people’s agenda. This was one of the best programs for public discussion of local politics. I think it got axed due to funding issues. Late at night KERA picks up the BBC world service.

101.1 FM WRR
Classical. They claim to be the oldest radio station in Texas. I love lies. It’s Dallas’s state run radio station, partially functioning on public dollars. This has been the case for occasional political contention in the past, but if the city didn’t fund this, I doubt Dallas would have a classical station. Being a part of the MTV generation, I have the attention span of a hummingbird on crack, but I still find much of their offerings to hold my finger off the dial for at least 2 or 3 minutes. The Going Home Program also plays a lot of “pop classical” and familiar offerings that I can enjoy. WRR also broadcasts city hall meetings.

88.5 FM KEOM
Mesquite Independent School District public radio. Disco is alive and well, and apparently the largest archive in the world of discarded 70s dance music is housed somewhere in this Dallas suburb. Get your daily dose of Chicago and Elton John as well.

95.3 FM
The Range. They got both kinds of music here, country and western. Just don’t call in and request any Garth Brooks; they like the alt country and the classics: Hank and Hank Jr. and Merle and Willy and Johnny and so on. This is what a Texas country radio station ought to be, and their webpage is cool to boot.

Soul 73. A lot of Sam Cooke, Ray Charles, Aretha Franklin, Stevie Wonder. Its like being offered a nice steak after being on a veggie diet for a month. Music that even makes the white people get up and dance. This station is best known for its gregarious and legendary local DJ Bobby Patterson. Additionally, if you are looking for an African-American perspective, might I recommend Darnell’s Black Radio Guide . He has a comprehensive list of black radio stations in Texas.

Dream 77, the sound of yesteryear. A format described as “nostalgia.” If you want to hear Frank Sinatra’s version of Simon and Garfunkle’s Mrs. Robinson, here’s the place for it. People think the musicians of the 60s and 70s made drug use part of the music industry. Wrong. I can say with great authority, that the musicians on this station were on everything from qualudes and opiates to powerful psychedelics like pscilocybin and LSD. How else can you explain the music? I dare you to listen to this station nonstop for 2 hours. You’ll be in counseling for years.

1310 AM KTCK
The Ticket. Is this really a sports talk station? Pack the booth with personalities and see what they talk about is more the format than strictly sports talk. Possible topics include the Dallas Cowboys and pooh humor. Marvelous! Also the home of sports nut pros like Norm Hitzgehs, who can tell you off the top of his head the Texas Ranger’s home record on overcast days in June against the New York Yankees when the opposition starts more than 5 left handed hitters.

Home of the very popular Russ Martin show. A fascinating excursion into the type A personality. Listen as Russ demonstrates his talent for saying anything to anyone at any time. Also the home of the Howard Stern show each morning.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Glenn Mitchell died

Glenn Mitchell, of KERA 90.1 radio in Dallas, died over the weekend of an undetermined cause. The station will never be the same. They had a radio call in today with Norm Hitzges and Bob Ray Sanders, Abby Goldstein, and several others, to honor Glenn's memory. It was a sad day.

For those who don’t know, Glenn was the host of the midday Glenn Mitchell show, where his guests were eclectic. You might find a university professor discussing his new book on the cause of the Mexican American war in the first hour, and an insider’s guide to the best hot dog stands in America in the second hour.

Dallas is now destroyed and will burn to the ground soon.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Look man, you can’t tell me what Bob Dylan’s music is about. I know what Bob Dylan’s music is about. His music is about me and my life man. Bob wrote all his songs about me. For example, the song Blowin in the wind. That song’s about an acid trip I had in a hotel in Haight-Asbury in 1967. You know where I found that out? In a hotel in Haight-Asbury in 1967. I found a lot of things out in Haight-Asbury. I found a lot of things out in 1967 too. Far out man.

Stepping out of the hippie personae for a moment.

I reflected tonight during one of my boring stories, that if someone tells you “Funny,” after one of your stories, that there is a good chance it isn’t funny.

I like the dates and almonds at Whole Foods market. Whole Foods market is a consortium of criminal elements and communists dedicated to the proposition that suburban people will believe they won’t die if they eat organic flour and sushi. Japanese hippies die of cancer too.

I watched the first half of the Scorsese Bob Dylan documentary. Excellent. Really good. I’ve never been a big Dylan fan, but it held my attention. I’m sure this has been commented on, but I think my impression of Dylan is an artist with a disinterest and disregard for being “the voice of a generation,” even though that’s precisely what he is and was. I like that about him. I think principally, he just wanted to be a songwriter and musician. Probably wanted to be famous too. I hope that Joan Baez gets more time in part two, because her impersonation of Dylan was funny and I think she has a second career as a mimic lined up any time she wants it.

The Deep Ellum film festival is going on. See more at

I’ve only seen two films, Breakfast on Pluto and a documentary called Border Bandits. There was also a short called the Blind Football Fan. All excellent. Maybe I’ll write more about them later. Breakfast on Pluto is the which-part-is-true-which-is-lie story of the life of an Irish, punk rock, IRA connected, pacifist, groupie, Catholic boy to man to woman. It’s a very good life and makes for great art. Director of the Crying Game, Neil Jordan directs.

The documentary is the story of murders committed by Texas Rangers in 1915 in the Texas Valley. It’s very good and I hope it gets some kind of commercial distribution.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Mavs Pistons

Mavs play Pistons tonight:

It should be the thing to be in the known universe. Here it comes.

Studying the Pistons box score this morning, I was left with the impression of a team that must be playing Team basketball with the capital T: good defense and assists peppered on everyone's stat line.

I have a new theory on basketball, don't turn the ball over and shoot a high percentage. Disregard assists since its some subjective stuff. Assessing defense remains tarot card reading though.

I've been posting mainly sports postings here, when I post at all. Soon my brains will turn to delicious raspberry jam and run out my ears. Hooray!