The Playlist That Never Was, or Back to the Vault, Part 3

More songs…

It’s a moment I’ll never forget: hanging upside down off the end of the bed with my orange and white Panasonic transistor radio, while for six minutes the world stood still.


There are just some perfect records in the world.


Found a near-mint original copy of this album at Psychotronic Records in Augusta this past spring. Damn, I wish I’d picked it up.


Letterman knows good music, and he put a lot on his show–something that’s lost with the cult of personality shows made up of Twitter-post bits that make up late night TV now.


What else can you say but “beautiful?”

A Trip through Music and Pop Culture at MoPop

Through a ridiculously kind gift by my partner’s parents, he and I recently went on an actual trip, out of the house and everything. Along the way, we checked out Seattle and the Museum of Pop Culture (MoPop), originally known as the Experience Music Project. The place is huge, with 140,000 square feet of space housing exhibits on music, sci-fi and fantasy, horror, video games, and since it’s Paul Allen’s place, the Seattle Seahawks. I’m not deeply into sci-fi, but any place that has a Hall of Fame honoring writers, I’m in favor of.

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Canadian Content



In 1994, I traveled north of the border on my second trip to Canada and what would be the first of many to Toronto. I fell in love with the city. And through the friend who worked in the music industry with whom I was staying, I fell in love with Canadian music. It’s been years now and it’s a very different city, but I hope it’s still as magical to those who visit.

So to mark Canada Day, here are some of the songs that made up the soundtrack of my 90s, from the albums that came home in my suitcase from that trip.

Bonne fête, Canada.

Spirit of the West 

Maybe a predictable choice; Faithlift is the bestselling album for the Vancouver-based Celtic/folk/rock band; one of their most straightforward rock efforts, it spawned their biggest hit single, “And If Venice is Sinking.”


Barenaked Ladies

It’s easy for casual listeners to peg BNL as lightweight comedians (something the cover art for the first album doesn’t discourage, although it’s not clear how the later switch to something like a Pepsi logo did much to add gravitas). But to do that is not to hear the darkness that has always lurked beneath the bubbly arrangements and cheery delivery–the numb despair of “Pinch Me,” the matter-of-factness of a deranged stalker in “Straw Hat and Old Dirty Hank.” The domestic violence and stalking in “The Old Apartment” is just plain disturbing; it’s a variation on a recurring theme they explored on this track, wrapped in Kingston Trio harmonies: the thinness of the line between love and hate.



Listening to Rheostatics’ music proves to be quite a unique aural experience….To the uninitiated ear, the music may sound like a loosely organized cacophony of sound. Some assert that initial listenings are the musical equivalent of the hearing a foreign language. Before long, however, the listener has a moment of revelation, when he/she sees the brilliance and genius of the music, the cleverness and uniqueness of the arrangements. –

Well, that’s about as game an attempt as I’ve ever seen at describing them.


Tragically Hip 

Downie’s band, the Tragically Hip, is one of those enormous entities that cannot be understood outside its homeland. In Canada, we just call them the Hip, and Downie is simply Gord. And I am betraying something sacred by attempting to explain what he means to us. Gord is the country’s spirit animal in the only way a 52-year-old white man might legitimately be classified as a “spirit animal.” – Chris Koentjes, Slate Magazine, 2016

By any measure, this band should be on an RRHOF ballot.






“Just Around Midnight: Rock and Roll and the Racial Imagination”: Rock, Race and What We Take for Granted

Just Around Midnight: Rock and Roll and the Racial Imagination
Jack Hamilton
2016 – Harvard University Press



It happened fast. In 1952, Alan Freed popularized the term “rock and roll” for what had been known as “race records.” In 1955 Chuck Berry scored his first hit with “Maybellene,” about which Rolling Stone would later say, “rock and roll guitar starts here.” In 1965, Diana Ross and the Supremes were on the cover of TIME magazine for the feature “Rock and Roll: Everybody’s Turned On.” Just five years later, an obit for Jimi Hendrix referred to him as an “a black man in the alien world of rock.” In less than 20 years, rock and roll grew up, entered the mainstream and turned white.

In “Just Around Midnight: Rock and Roll and the Racial Imagination”, Jack Hamilton, pop critic for Slate and an assistant professor of American studies and media studies at the University of Virginia, looks at how rock music became the genre of “white men with guitars” while shedding light on some common truisms about music to which we’re usually oblivious. The book goes beyond chalking things up just to appropriation and examines the concept of musical authenticity and how the term has been co-opted and defined by whites. As any student of history and politics knows, those who successfully define the terms have the upper hand in the battle.

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The Playlist That Never Was, or Back to the Vault Pt. 2

More songs from the playlist I would have played on the Deep River Music Vault.

6. Adrian Belew and David Bowie, “Pretty Pink Rose” (Young Lions, 1990)

The followup to 1989’s “Mr. Music Head,” “Lions” continued to present a more accessible, single-friendly Belew and included covers of tracks by King Crimson (“Heartbeat”) and Traveling Wilburys (“Not Alone Anyore”). This track is one of two Bowie collaborations on the album, the other being “Gunman.”

7. Chicago, “Make Me Smile” (Chicago II, 1970)

The minimally edited version. Simply brilliant.

8. Gil Scott Heron, “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised” (Small Talk at 125th and Lenox, 1970)

I was 20 years old, living in Iowa and working in a chain record store in a mall. Suffice it to say my tastes and experience were limited. My boss put on “The Best of Gil Scott-Heron” and I still can’t find words to talk about it.

9. Steely Dan, “Daddy Don’t Live in that New York City No More” (Katy Lied, 1975)

Just cooler than shit.

10. The Cars, “Take What You Want” (Live at the Agora, Cleveland 1978)

The best live version of this track I’ve heard. A double vinyl release of this show was a 2017 Record Store Day release; maybe it will spread the word that in the early days, the Cars really were loose and edgy live. Check out Elliot Easton’s solo – fans will recognize a few bars that later found their way into “Dangerous Type.”

The Ament Effect, or, Ted McCarty for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame

While it’s not likely anyone expected the comedy stylings of Rick Wakeman this year, RRHOF acceptance speeches are the time for inductees to, well, speak their mind. It’s their best chance to talk up those artists they’d like to see next on that stage, as the usually reticent and retiring Daryl Hall did when it was his turn, stumping for Todd Rundgren, the Stylistics, Chubby Checker and a few others. (Hall’s batting south of the Mendoza line here, which is unfortunate as his picks are solid). When Pearl Jam showed up for their honors this past April, bassist Jeff Ament went the understated route, but spoke volumes with a shirt printed with the names of 99 names for consideration (Tom Waits is already in).


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The Playlist that Never Was, or Back to the Vault

After my turn hosting the Vault, I hesitated a bit and then sent in another list. A few people got in repeat turns, but unfortunately the station let its PD go, shook up the schedule and canceled the show before I got called back. Such is radio. Here’s to what could have been…

  1. Benjamin Orr, “Candy-O” (Live, Watertown WI, 7/31/97)

Hands down my favorite of his live versions; gives ‘ol Candy some…crunch. Yeah, crunch.


2. The Rolling Stones, “Hearts for Sale” (Steel Wheels)

November 21,1989. Best show I ever saw. Why doesn’t classic rock radio play anything from this album?


3. The Romantics, “I Can’t Tell You Anything” (1977 single)


4. Was (Not Was), “I Can’t Turn You Loose” (What Up Dog?)

The whole album is pure genius. Vocals by Sweet Pea Atkinson, one of the greatest R&B vocalists ever.


5. The Doobie Brothers, “Take Me in Your Arms (Rock Me a Little While) (Stampede)

Favorite Doobies song. Continuing the Detroit mini-theme here, it’s a cover of a Motown tune.