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For All of Your LIC Radio Needs…

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It feels a little inappropriate that I should be starting this site. After all, LIC Radio was Walker’s baby. He brought together a community both of listeners and broadcasters that has been a source of light-hearted diversion in good times, and a source of comfort and connection in dark times. Yeah, I know I might be making it sound too significant for a platform that used to host a segment called “Fart of the Week,” but sometimes you need to get your head into the gutter in order to gaze at the stars. In any event, a while back a friend hit me with a “hey, what’s that song” kind of query, and asked if there was some kind of way I could post the playlists from the shows. Hence this blog. It may lack bells and whistles, and not nearly enough pornography to justify any use of bandwidth, but if you listen to a show (at least one of the “You Know Who…” segments) and want to know what that song was or who that artist was, it’s here. And if you didn’t listen to the show, there’s a link t...

You Know Who... Gives Blood

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James Blood Ulmer 1940-2026 Photo by Franz Schellekens Today Brett and I provided wonderful examples of the fallibility of human memory. I was forgetting songs from albums that I owned and for some reason I thought that The Posies’ “Open Every Window” was a cover of a Burt Bacharach and Hal David tune. Maybe I was thinking about “Look Out Any Window,” except that was a Bruce Hornsby song. Well, never mind. Brett had some impressive brain farts too, but appropriately I cannot recall them right now.   I know that I have been on a James Blood Ulmer kick lately, but that is only because I have stumbled onto a bunch of his recordings recently, and also that he fucking rules. That said, I had to recognize his passing on June 3 rd , news that strangely was not made public for almost a week.   Brett’s segment focused (if you can say that it was focused) on quirky pop forms: folk pop, sunshine pop, power pop, etc. We talked a bit about the phenomenon of Italian songs being rewritten as...

You Know Who... Picks His Poison

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Boz Scaggs Photo by Clayton Call You know what was special about today’s show? Absolutely nothing. Still plowing though the same stack of records that I have accumulated over the last several months. Still doing the same old excavations for music created on this very day in history. Still digging out tunes to play for the birthday boys and girls. Well, rather in this case, only one birthday boy.   So I take that back. You know what made today special? Boz muther-fuckin’ Scaggs. One of the greatest voices ever that could credibly sing soul, blues, country, and rock, sometimes all on the same album. Plus, he wrote songs that could make you weep, rock out, or just straight-up make panties drop. I do wish that I had pulled his birthday tribute together a lot sooner. It turns out that several recordings I thought I still had in my possession were lost in the great hard drive crash of 2020. There was a lot of scrambling both before and during the show. Still, there was enough for a fitti...

You Know Who... (Didn't Bother With a Title Today)

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Ronnie Wood Photo by Rick Diamond Happy Pride Month, everybody! I hope everyone is getting ready for this month-long celebration, however you want to do it. It is an interesting bit of synchronicity that not only is it the birthday of the British long-time LGBT rights activist Tom Robinson, but that he was performing stateside on this day in 1979, and we have tape of it to boot!   Another birthday boy who will receive our tribute today is Ronnie Wood, who was born on this day in 1947, and it seemed right to focus on him. I think people need to be reminded that his career was more than just being a junior member of the Rolling Stones. Now, calling him a “junior member” may be unkind, but it is true that he did not join the band until the tail end of its glory years, and that his work with that group, particularly writing, is largely overshadowed by the Glimmer Twins (i.e. Jagger and Richards). Long before that, however, he already showed that he could be a reliable side-man with the...

You Know Who... Does the Humpty Hump Day

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Sonny Rollins, circa 1960 The big story this week, obviously, was the passing of the Saxophone Colossus himself, Sonny Rollins. Entering immortality on Monday at the age of 95, his brilliance and influence cannot be overemphasized. He may be gone, but the carnival will never stop.   Not much else to say. I’m still working my way through the dozens of albums I obtained in the last couple of months. Between that and the multifarious group of artists highlighted in today’s “history lesson,” today’s show was all over the place in the best possible way. From Benny Goodman to The Monkees to Blondie to a double-header of Radiohead, I think there is something for everyone.   Click here to check it out: LIC Radio 5/27/2026     Sonny Rollins Quartet “Don't Stop the Carnival” (Traditional) Live Under the Sky, Yomiuri Land/Open Theatre East, Tokyo, JP, 7/31/83   Sonny Rollins – tenor saxophone Pat Metheny – guitar Alphonso Johnson – electric bass Jack DeJohnette – drums ...

You Know Who... And the Return of Brett!

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Dennis Locorriere Photo by Tom Hill Can you believe it’s been over two months since Brett joined me for a show? Man, life (and work) sure can get in the way sometimes.   As usual, Brett brought some cool stuff from left field, curious remixes, some “novelty” tunes. Personally, I hate that term, but it has become an accepted shorthand for songs based around a humorous premise. The definition is far too broad. It has been applied, undeniably accurately, to the songs of Ray Stevens and “Weird Al” Yankovic, but it also has been used in reference to songs by Randy Newman, Harry Nilsson, Johnny Cash, and Frank Zappa. Some novelty songs will hit the top 40, while others would only get airplay on the Dr. Demento show. I believe that often the determining factor has more to do with artist’s reputation than the actual content of the song, and there is a whole conversation to be had there. Mainly, I dislike the term because I believe it disparages the artist and the skill involved. (Then agai...