I am at the point when recalling events from my childhood feels like digging up another historical epoch. Nonetheless, if I do not attempt the memory excavation now, when will I get around to it? So here I ponder a question that has poked at me for many years: what was that strange music that […]
“When the piece was over the audience erupted with applause and cheers. I’m really happy that I attended.”
One of the things I like about G-town radio is that it starts every morning with jazz programming. The internet community station broadcasts to the Germantown section of Philadelphia. From Monday to Saturday the jazz streams from six to nine am, and to ten am on Sundays. “Get out of bed mix featuring classic jazz, mellow pop […]
Check out this video (filmed and edited by me) in which Bob explains how thousands of old school card catalogue cards became beautiful little pieces of community based art.
I’m glad that Saul Levine, fierce advocate for local radio, is still going strong at age 92.
The holiday season approaches, and as has been the case since 1992, revelers will soon gather in a host of cities and perform Phil Kline’s composition Unsilent Night. They will each download one of four parts of the piece and play it on some mobile device as they stroll down evening streets. Anything from a iPod […]
I am increasingly confident that there is a place for everyone, especially on the radio. The other day in response to Jennifer’s annual Alice’s Restaurant survey we received a response from Al Gordon of WJPR in New Jersey. The station broadcasts a hybrid format: “Jewish all day and oldies all night.”
My friend Sherry Gendelman, who hosts a popular Sunday morning classical music show on KPFA in Berkeley, started her program last week with a piece for violin and orchestra. No sooner did the performance begin than the phones started ringing. ‘What is this?’ six listeners in a row immediately demanded. “I woke up to this […]
“If I am alive, what am I doing here? And if I’m dead, why do I have to go to the bathroom?” – Thomas Dewey, 1948
I knew Moondog, sort of. Grimes Poznikov, not so much. Then there is the dog howling at the classical flute question . . .
