Tag: Deerhoof

Let us discuss the financial opportunities behind pessimism with The Dears.

It’s a special presentation with Space Walk, a one-hour musical tour of our very own solar system, followed by another hour of the usual new, old, obscure, and weird stuff, and capping things off with a spectacular Final Hour. I think next show will be a 2025 retrospective, inspired by my friend Trevor’s suggestion.

Stop accepting all this nonsense and get aboard the Mamalarky.

Every early June, I’ll hit the first day of the year where it’s still light when I get to the radio station. It’s a few weeks before summer officially begins, but it always feel like the starting gun for the season. Tonight! We start out with Mhaol, who would just as easily cut you as they would kiss you, and proceed from there.

Did you know BRONCHO rehearses in a special zero-gravity room filled with disco lights and exotic decorations? They don’t, but they sure sound that way.

Find a seat around the campfire, Sunny War is about to start.

Enjoy a small slice of tragic beauty in the form of Nell Smith, whose musical instincts reach well beyond her perpetually young voice. Tonight I had to park down the block, as The Sauce Boss was visiting the Radio Room all the way from my old Florida stomping grounds.

Nothing like the feeling of having a new Broncho album to obsess over, I invite you to join me to, as they say in my native country, “sumérgete en cheddar.” Elsewhere tonight, panic at the discotheque — if you were listening, you know exactly what I’m talking about.

Another batch of duplicates and substitutes!

The lasting appeal of PJ Harvey’s staredown is undeniable.