Tag: Ween

Words like “rollicking”, “thumping”, and “boisterous” apply to this fun mix of blues, boogie, and mystery meats.

It was a quiet night. Somehow, three songs with states in the title ended up in the second hour, so I bumped them all to the top for a mini-tour.

Well, that was an interesting show. Not much listener activity tonight, though that's OK since I had my hands full with SSL certificate madness in order to finish the Secret Project that is this site itself. Perseverance at the command line won the day (and the small green lock on your browser bar), even if it was interrupted every minute or few with ongoing radio show requirements.

Side note: It is impossible to purchase or renew a certificate without at least two password resets. I'm not sure which of the thermodynamics laws governs this, but it seems to be fairly immut

In times fraught with misinformation, Ty Richards implores you to seek the truth.

Beach House's music always rings as the soundtrack to some brain-warped too-much-party film montage. WIth "Drunk In LA", their song titles are catching up with the vibe.

Time has not dulled the edge of this band. "Show Me The Sun" highlights their psychedelic side.

Like getting picked up by the scruff of your neck and smashed into a wall of orange Jello, Swarming Branch gets your attention with the warping and weaving of "Zsazsur's Real Estate Song".

I'm really going to miss Sharon's voice and her uncompromising work ethic.

Cleary, this is something that needs a song to explain, and Mo Kenney is up to the task.

You can always tell a Kinks song.