No one can out-do Brian; as the Music and Program Director, he inevitably receives all of the cool music, awful/funny folder band promo photos, scrawled threats, and even cleverly obscured cacti (ouch). Scott and Bill Zurat mostly get toys. Swagmistress Megan is known to receive an annual "impeach Bush" manifesto, and once got a business reply envelope full of cookie crumbs and another making reference to a "thermonuclear device." Record donations are sent to Mike, providing an entertaining snapshot of someone's record collection, and every so often a rare gem surfaces. Station Manager Ken receives mostly black velvet paintings of fallen cultural icons, while the bills and birthday cards go to Kelly. As a relative newbie on staff, the spoils of my postal exploits are almost exclusively comprised of supremely lame promotional catalogs; the kind that beg me to emblazon WFMU's logo on a rainbow of tote bags, coffee mugs, or writing implements. Oh yeah, and once a JM volunteer sent me photos of the annual Marathon whitefish salad. That was awesome.
Needless to say, each musical postcard I received in the mail from Listener Marty was a huge victory. In fact, Listener Marty's musical postcards are so fab that I'm going to share them with you. Behold these beachy and pastoral scenes of summer.
Look a little closer, and you'll see a hole in the middle of each vintage postcard. Look really close and you'll see concentric grooves... hell yeah, these flexis will play on a turntable. Wanna hear?
Special thanks to Listener and uber-volunteer Marty for the fun mail! When he's not busy answering phones during WFMU's Marathon or sending out awesome postcards, Listener Marty moonlights as artist Marty Ackley; some of his paintings and other goodies will make gallery appearances in Sept and at the end of the year.