Running late after having to deal with the whole Scrappyleaks fiasco for most of the week, Scrappy is finally able to get podcast 12 out the door. Overusing the term “pay tribute” to the point where it’s laughable, Scrappy is broadcasting live from Houston, Texas, where he, umm, pays tribute to George Harrison’s All Things Must Pass, to African pop music of the 60’s and 70’s and to Houston. I can dig it, can YOU dig it baby?
We’re broadcasting from studio B this week. No overarching themes on this podcast, just the usual free-form collection of tracks from the McGowan music library. From Penguin Cafe Orchestra to Carmen McCrae to Stevie Wonder to Frank Zappa, this ain’t your father’s podcast – well that is unless you’re my kids. In that case it IS your father’s podcast.
This week’s podcast features all live recordings. From Santana to Loudon Wainwright III, Paul Sturm to Nina Simone, it’s all live, all the time.
Noam Chomsky was a no show, instead Scrappy is joined this week by the ghost of Howard Zinn. Come, be with them as they remember the lives of John Lennon and Solomon Burke. Scrappy also pays tribute to New York in song.
Scrappy hits the road this week, broadcasting live from Minnesota, where he brings you his own special brand of free-form musical goodness. So join Scrappy and his crew as they broadcast live from Sol LeWtt Dodge, Jeep and Chrysler in Edina, MN.
Collecting music has been a lifelong obsession of mine that started in 1964 when my grandparents gave me my first Beatles record. Ever since, I’ve been steadily adding to my collection of LPs, 45s, CDs and now, digital music files. If you’ve been to my house, you can see that my living room is filled with LPs and my back room wall is lined with CD racks. Really, it’s a kind of sickness. Once, years ago, the farm house I was living in caught fire, and with the firemen distracted by a wall of flame, I crawled into the smoke-filled house on my hands and knees, and choking on smoke, pulled out all my crates of records. That’s a true story. It’s probably the dumbest thing I’ve ever done, but it also tells you what my music collection means to me.
I made my first mix tape back in 1976 and never really stopped. For four years in the mid 80’s I had a weekly radio show on the now defunct WQAX. Those Sunday afternoons spent spinning records was one of the happiest times of my life. In the intervening 23 years, I’ve continued to put together mixes that I’d send to friends. I even put together a yearly mix of the best tunes of the past year.
Right now my wife is living in India for nine months and I decided to use music as a way for us to stay connected. The thought occurred to me to use the the Internet as a mechanism to send her music, which was the genesis for creating the Broadcasting From Home podcast.
Really, it’s a brilliant and selfish idea this podcast. See, by creating a podcast, I now have a reason to keep adding music to my collection. The new music isn’t for me, it’s for the podcast – at least that’s what I keep telling myself. Putting together an hour worth of music each week allows me to flip through the music collection, both physical and digital. I find myself pulling out and listening to things I’ve not heard in years. AND, I get to share it with my friends. What can be better than that?
So, that’s why the podcast. Aren’t you glad you asked?
This week Scrappy goes under the covers to bring you new and different versions of your favorite tracks. Some will surprise you, some will delight you, hopefully they will leave you begging for more.
On this week’s podcast Scrappy celebrates two remarkable women as well as celebrating the coming of fall. Come join Scrappy but don’t forget to wear your autumn sweater.
Podcast number two is available for your listening pleasure. Number two features a musical journey that takes you from the pie case of the Croton Diner to South Africa and back again.
It’s been 23 years since my last broadcast at the late, great WQAX in Bloomington, IN and, that seemed like a long enough break from the mic and the turntable.
When I threw my hat into the Internet ring back in 1995 it was because I saw the Internet as the great equalizer; I saw it as a tool that would allow a musician to produce, distribute and profit from their music, free from the record companies which turned musicians into little more than musical sharecroppers. And so it seems only fitting that getting back behind the mic now allows me to be broadcasting from home via the internet.
With the hope of putting together regular podcasts, I hope you enjoy listening. And as always, the request lines are open…