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Drew Friedman launches new website

Expert illustrator and longtime WFMU art contributor Drew Friedman recently launched a new website featuring his fine art prints (with the help of Irwin Chusid and Barbara Economon).

For those of you who may not be familiar with Drew's work, he was the creator of WFMU's semi-grotesque mascot, the Old Codger, contributed illustrations for our Crackpots & Visionaries cards, and designed a WFMU t-shirt and bumper sticker. Drew and his brother Josh Alan once guest-hosted for Kaz on WFMU in the 1980s, as well.

Dave the Spazz calls Drew "one of the funniest stipple cartoonists of the '80's and '90's is now one of the funniest illustrators of the 21st century. His work is as hypnotizing as Basil Wolverton's at his best. Drew Friedman is the Albrecht Dürer of liver spots."

Cross-Continental Travel And The Art Of Field Recording

Two weeks ago when I made my last blog post I was visiting friends and family in New Jersey. Since then, I have flown back to Los Angeles and become reacquainted with life on the west coast. Airplanes -- and maybe some of you will agree with me -- are not my preferred method of travel. I like to drive. Maybe that's why I don't mind living in LA. I'm comfortable in a car. It helps that I am consumed by wanderlust. I enjoy long drives to nowhere in particular. In fact, on two (and a half!) separate occasions I've been fortunate enough to drive cross-country. I always feel like Amelia Earhart or Charles Lindbergh when I take a lengthy solo drive, and no, it's not because I get so lost people claim I've disappeared, or because my baby was stolen out of his crib back in East Amwell, NJ. I don't even have a baby! My feelings of kinship to those travelers are based on the strong senses of excitement and discovery that overwhelm me when I'm trapped in my horseless carriage for hours on end with nobody to talk to but my little cassette tape recorder.

One of my favorite activities while driving is to stray from the beaten path and find weird nooks to explore. I often bring along my camera and MiniDisc recorder to document sights and sounds. I am particularly fond of field recordings, and while I am by no means a Nonesuch Explorer-quality anthropologist or sound archivist, I like to think that every once in a while I accidentally record something that is pretty cool. On the last cross-country drive I made (late 2007), my schedule was loose, so I brought my recording gear and decided to find some weird locations in which to record the natural sounds of the world around me.

Just a Bunch Of Oldie Videos

Actually, it's not really fair to lump all these videos into the oldies category.  It's just become so easy to do so with music videos from the black and white area.  Even on the radio now, oldies seems to include stuff like the Doors and Led Zeppelin.  So, to go along with history's tendency to lump together things that were once differentiated, I'll include some really diverse clips today.  On the top left are Korea's Kim Sisters, the multiinstrumentalist stalwarts, singing "Spring".  Top right is a Caetano Veloso selection from the 1968's Festival de Música Popular Brasileira.  I wasn't aware that Caetano was this much of a rock star.  The crowd knows every word and Caetano is totally elated.  These songs are from my favorite Caetano Veloso album, the 1968 LP. There's actually a lot of great footage from this festival of much smaller Tropicalia acts.  I'd especially recommend this clip from Marilia Medalha e Edu Lobo.

Bottom left is some Japanese freak beat via The Cougars, singing Aphrodite in 1967.  Bottom right is the most oldie thing of this whole bunch, Les Missles singing Sacre Dollar in 1963.

Maria Levitsky: Building Photographs

Our talented (and exceedingly modest) radio compatriot Maria Levitsky (formerly heard 3-6pm Wednesday afternoons) is crafty with a camera. Her premiere NYC photographic gallery exhibit, Building Photographs, opens this evening at Deborah Berke & Partners Architects (220 5th Avenue, 7th floor) with a reception from 6:30 to 8:30. (Levitsky has previously exhibited in several Brooklyn venues and around the country.)

Dozens of black & white and experimental works can be viewed at MariaLevitsky.com. At left: Shoes on Stairs (Invisible Ascending), silver gelatin print from 2000.

Some of Maria's photos are spooky—one of many qualities I find appealing. Her works often frame scenic ruins marking time before the inevitable wrecking ball. This decaying architecture reveals few signs of life—but many signs of former lives (what Levitsky calls "evidence of disappearance").

Building Photographs runs through the summer by appointment.

More WFMU DJ Off-Mic Activities

Not only can you catch Dave the Spazz rubbing shoulders with Mick Collins and the Paul Green School of Rock kids tonight at BB King Blues Club in Manhattan... a few other DJs have some upcoming off-mic events this week that are worth checking out.

HotRod DJs tonight @ the Lamp Post in Jersey City (352 2nd St), 9pm-2am... Free!
 
Maria Levitsky celebrates the opening of her photography show, "Building Photographs," at Deborah Berke & Partners Architecture Gallery (220 5th Ave, 7th Floor) in Manhattan tomorrow evening (Thurs 5/21), 6:30 - 8:30pm.

Small Change DJs at the Down & Derby roller disco party at Studio B in Brooklyn (259 Banker St) this Saturday with DJ Ayres and Rok One, 10pm onward (RSVP here for discounted admission).

  

Mining the Audio Motherlode, Vol. 17 (MP3s)

Give the Drummer Some's
10 Favorite Downloads from the MP3 Blogosphere
(see Comments, below, for helpful info about downloading)

The Miner was saddened to learn this week of the April 27 death of painter Philip Stein. Longtime assistant to, and biographer of, Mexican social-realist muralist David Alfaro Siqueiros, Stein's most famous work has been viewed by patrons in the world's most famous jazz club for the past 40 years. At the request of his brother-in-law Max Gordon, Estaño (as his mentor dubbed him) painted a vibrant, enigmatic three-panel canvas for the back wall in Gordon's Greenwich Village nightspot the Village Vanguard.

Completed in 1968, this untitled work wasn't Stein's only connection to jazz. He began collecting 78s as a kid and later produced a couple of records by Dixieland trombonist Big Chief Russell Moore. In the 1980s, Stein moved to Spain where he continued to paint and hosted a jazz radio program. Philip Stein was 90.



Cult Hero of Polish Jazz
Krzysztof Komeda  ~  "Astigmatic"
(Blog: Pan Mietek)



Amusing Thai Dancehallers (what a cover!)
Buddha Bless  ~  "Kat Man Du"
(Blog: Monrakplengthai)
From the album: Pak Takhrai (mp3)



Greatest Brother Act Ever? You Bet
Blue Sky Boys  ~  "Blue Sky Boys"
(Blog: Jeremy's Saggy Record Cabinet)



[7 more soundtracks to accompany the visions in your head, after the jump]

Mick Collins to appear at School of Rock Benefit tonight!

Rock hero Mick Collins (from the Dirtbombs!!!!) will be joining Dave the Spazz and the Paul Green School of Rock kids for the WFMU Benefit tonight at the BB King Blues Club in Manhattan!

Tonight marks the second and final night of performances hosted by Dave the Spazz, who has handpicked music to be performed by local branches of the Paul Green School of Rock and the SCHOOL OF ROCK ALLSTARS.

The kids will compete for rock glory, as Dave selects the winning school. Expect a chimpified, sonic soiree of overmodulated, toe-stubbing rock and roll music as performed by junior high and high school kids! Plus a special guest appearance by Mick Collins! Don't miss it!

Wednesday May 20th - 8pm
BB King Blues Club
New York, NY
$15 advance and door

The Ballad Of Patty Hearst (MP3s)

  

Here are a couple of songs that serve as sort of a thematic follow-up to my recent post on the kidnapping of Peggy Ann Bradnick in Pennsylvania in 1966.

Al Cartwright  -  Patty  (2:31)

Sue Lloyd & William O'Donnell  -  The Ballad Of Patty Hearst (Listen To Tania)  (3:32)

Today's selections, however, concern a far more notorious kidnapping, that of Patty Hearst, granddaughter of publishing tycoon William Randolph Hearst.   On February 2, 1974 Hearst was abducted in Berkeley, California by several members of the Symbionese Liberation Army, a group of revolutionary left-wing radicals.  Members of the SLA would later be convicted of a wide variety of crimes in addition to kidnapping: first degree murder, second degree murder, possession of explosives with intent to murder and various passport crimes, among other offenses.

After Hearst participated in an SLA bank robbery on April 15, 1974 a warrant was issued for her arrest.  Along with several other SLA members, she was arrested in a San Francisco apartment in September 1975.  She was eventually tried and convicted of bank robbery and sentenced to 35 years in prison, though she served less than 2 years of that time before President Carter commuted her sentence.

By the way, I should probably apologize for the second of the two MP3s above: not only is the record in horrifically mangled condition, the song is pretty damn irritating to boot!  You've been warned.

Horndogs Rejoice! - Sexlab Cometh

Have you ever wanted to ask a WFMU radio personality about cunnilingus technique, clitoral stimulation, anal doucheing or "the helicopter"? Yeah, maybe not. But this Friday you'll have your chance anyway, when Sexlab hits the Web waves.

Conceived in a hailstorm of double entendres by our illustrious Queen of Friday Nights, Pseu "Honey Pot" Braun, and gestated in a dong-shaped space station by Pseu and her colleagues / co-researchers Mark "ASS9000" Allen and myself, Wm. "Money Shot" Berger, Sexlab is designed to hold your, um, "hand" and glide you into this new century of suckin' and fuckin'.

While Dave Mandl fills in for Pseu at our FM frequencies and on the regular Web stream, Sexlab will be streaming (with volume AND distance!) at an alternate Web feed accessible at wfmu.org. As Mark says, "online only, because in the Internet the FCC can't hear you curse."

And me? I started rubbing it to Morticia Addams when I was eight years old, and I haven't looked back since. I've been told more than once that I have an "enthusiasm," a certain bonus zeal for the sex act, so hopefully my life of gradual transition from hyper-libidinous man-slut to happily monogged married man will be of service to someone. And my colleagues, well they're unrepentantly horny bastards, too. Either way, Pseu, Mark and I can pretty much guarantee it will be funny (and hopefully genuinely informative as well.)

Sexlab will be live on the Web, this Friday, May 22, from 8-11 p.m. ET. We'll be taking your calls at (201) 209–9368 (for those prone to jump the gun, store that load in your third eye and call us then, not before.) If you'd like to submit a question or suggest a discussion topic in advance (or during the broadcast), we've set up a special email address: [email protected]

Sexlab Facebook Page (for throbbing members only)

Goin' to the Chapel of Crap

I was in Brooklyn Heights yesterday on the way to rehearsal with my new Christian Techno band, when I realized I was just a couple of blocks from the chapel where Sluggo and I got married in 1991. Our wedding was such a nightmare. For years afterward, whenever I saw a just-married couple coming out of a church, I burst into tears. Really. If it hadn’t been for my friends at WFMU, I don’t think I could have gotten through it. The other girl DJs and I had an on-air bachelorette party, and Program Director David made a tape of music to play at the little party after the wedding, and Stn. Mgr. Ken arranged to record the wedding itself (which was especially great since we didn’t get any video or photos of it) and then Ken and his wife Hank gave us what I considered at the time to be an insanely generous amount of money (it was more than anyone in Sluggo’s family gave to help us, that’s for sure), and I would name all the dear DJs who were there but then the ones we couldn’t invite who are still mad at us might get all riled up again, so I’d better not. But the memories of my WFMU friends means a great deal to me, especially because everyone else was so completely shitty about the whole thing and it was horribly traumatic and awful. It was also a long time ago. So as I was walking past Pierrepont Street, I thought, you know, it might be kind of nice to walk down there and just peek into the chapel, it might even be a little romantic or something.

I wasn’t sure I’d even be able to get in, but as I walked up I could see that the outer door was a little ajar. I stepped through it, and the inner door was propped open, and I leaned around the edge to look inside (in case there was some kind of service going on or something), and the entire chapel was totally full of crap. The pews were gone, and there were long card tables with mounds of broken junk on them—old analog TV sets and obsolete computers, and air conditioners sitting on the floor—tons of ugly debris. You know I have that little hoarding problem, right? So this chapel of failed consumerism reminded me of my living room: It horrified me, and I ran away. By the time I got back to Cadman Plaza, I was sniffling and feeling like I was going to cry. I have to remind myself that it’s not the wedding that’s important, it’s the marriage. Our marriage has had its rough patches, but overall it’s been okay.
I don't know what I'm going to do about the hoarding thing, though.
Thanks for reading my blogpost this time, and may God bless.

George W. Husak (MP3's)

 My story begins well over 25 years ago, back to the day when I heard Dr. Demento play an excerpt of a 45 called "I'm Surfing" by George W. Husak. This was during an segment on some of the worst records in his collection. I was intrigued, and was quite glad when, several years later, the good doctor played the record in its entirety, prefacing it with the following (edited) comments:

"If you asked me, 'what is the worst musical performance that was ever actually released on a 45…a record that somebody actually expected somebody to go out and buy‘, this might well be my choice. It’s from some time in the early to mid ‘60’s, and it came out on a label based in San Francisco. The perpetrator of this truly incredible performance is one George W. Husak."

Here is that record, from that episode of the show. It unfortunately contains a couple of turkey sound effects, which were being employed that week, in honor of "Musical Turkeys". I do have a clean version of it somewhere, but have been unable to track it down.

1.) George W. Husak - I’m Surfing - 45 version (MP3)

For the last two decades, I've been looking for a copy of this record, a search that was helped, in recent years, by correspondence with Dr. Demento, to whom I am eternally grateful (not just for his help, but for 35 years of radio entertainment). Earlier this year, my searching paid off, to a degree I never would have hoped for. I found an ALBUM by George Husak, in which he shares billing with his brother Anton (curiously, despite the shared credit and shared cover pictures, it's titled "George's Album", anyway).

The album contains twelve songs, three written by George, four by Anton, and five covers, including songs by Hank Williams and Bob Wills. There's even a version of "I'm Surfing", different than the one on the 45 I'd been tracking down all these years. It's not as completely unhinged and radically bad as the 45, but it does feature - like most of the tracks on the album - a barely competent guitarist who is way too overly fond of descending scale riffs, and basically uninspired vocal and instrumental performances all around. 

The notes on the back of the album are sort of vague about who is singing when, but I am sure that Anton is the performer on tracks seven and eight, based on the text on the front cover. I've identified George as the singer on the rest of the tracks, but could easily be wrong. I will say this: the most amazing moment - nothing short of astonishing, in my opinion, comes during a crucial spot in one of the two songs I've identified as featuring a vocal from Anton. I'll let you discover the song and the moment on your own - to describe it would be to ruin it.

But I also find this entire album amazing, and a very rewarding end to a search of more than 20 years.

Bob

2.) George Husak - Golden Gate Love (MP3)
3.) George Husak - Heartbreak and Teardrops (MP3)
4.) George Husak - Call Me On the Telephone (MP3)
5.) George Husak - The Last Letter (MP3)
6.) George Husak - San Antonio Rose (MP3)
7.) George Husak - Mother, The Queen of My Heart (MP3)
8.) Anton Husak - I Walk the Floor Each Night (MP3)
9.) Anton Husak - Let’s Have a Look at the Bottle (MP3)
10.) George Husak - I’m Surfing (MP3)
11.) George Husak - Cold, Cold Heart (MP3)
12.) George Husak - I’m Sorry If That’s the Way You Feel (MP3)
13.) George Husak - Indianola (MP3)
Front Cover (JPG)
Back Cover (JPG)

I Hate Spring (video)

A seasonal classic by Beatrice Lillie, with a modern video.

Thanks to good friend Arwulf Arwulf at WCBN for introducing me to this song many years ago.

The Silent Ventriloquist

I don't know too much about legendary ventriloquist Arthur Worsley (I'm a Paul Winchell man myself and Worsley's wikipedia entry appears to have been sabotaged by hooligans) but I really got into this 1966 spot from The Ed Sullivan Show. Worsley was unique in the ventriloquist world. Instead of the typical cornball banter that was the crux of most ventriloquist acts, Worsley's performances were completely one-sided, with Charlie the dummy dominating his master, heaping verbal abuse upon him. Not only is the sheer skill of having the dummy scream in Arthur's face impressive, but Worsley never uttering a word, resembling part Christopher Walken - part department store mannequin is as unnerving and creepy as the best scenes in Dead of Night (1945), Devil Doll (1963) or Magic (1978). A total original.

"It's Full of Holes / It's Full of Holes..."

Department of Musical Project Compost Pile(s) / part 2.
Here are some floor sweepings from an experiment planned for several years: To create a bizarre and multi-artist inclusive METAVERSION/crashup of the song Boll Weevil Blues. Last year I finally did create a first attempt at melting down all of my ideas for this song into a piece, but I'm not terribly impressed with my first try (despite it's imminent release); so here are some of the raw components for you to play with to create your OWN sick remix of BOLL WEEVIL. The song has been burrowing and crawling around since 1908 and was further spread when Charley Patton recorded his first version in 1929, with the later format that we know today somewhat codified by Leadbelly in his 1934 telling of it as recorded by Alan Lomax.
Since then there are hundreds of larval re-recordings of this flexible song, and the four elements we have here are portrayed by none other than a few of my favorite people: Homer and Jethro, Walter Brennan, the 'hit' version by Brook Benton, and most especially, a sly cross-referencing of the song's lyric by William S. Burroughs, as used by Spring-Heeled Jack in their piece 'The Western Lands', of which I'm presenting an abridged version here. In original discussion of the Burroughs inclusion in our own re-do of the song, we debated about whether he 'meant' to reference the song in his repeating of the refrain "it's full of holes / it's full of holes", but knowing Burroughs and his love of cutting-in lyrics and old-timey American fragments along with futuristic and ancient materials, I think that he must have been doing this 'consciously'.
Now your mission is to take these disparate versions, plus stirring-in other covers of Boll Weevil that YOU have and enjoy to create a 'new' and unique mix of the song. If people would like to actually submit their results, drop a line here, and I'll do a future post featuring the new offspring of this old bug.

Homer and Jethro / Boll Weevil

Walter Brennan / Boll Weevil

Brook Benton / Boll Weevil

Spring-Heeled Jack / The Western Lands

Stormy Weather

There are many things to take into account when you become serious and/or addicted to gardening: light, food, warmth, water, soil, seed. Every single one of the billion and two books on the market go into various amounts of detail about all of these points. Some have flowery descriptions. Many have photos.

Books about growing flowers are not so detailed. Books about growing vegetables are more detailed because growing vegetables tends to be a serious business. You're making food after all.

Which is why the one glaring omission from every single sodding book is a complete mystery to me. The one vital ingredient that every vegetable gardener on the planet should be intimately aware of.

Failure.

Songs We Taught The Blasters

Johnny Paycheck - I'm The Only Hell My Mama Ever Raised
Bill Haley & The Comets - Real Rock Drive
Tani Allen - Tennesse Jive
Little Junior Parker - Barefoot Rock
The Rockin' R's - Crazy Baby
Bob Wills & The Texas Playboys - Never No More Blues
The Hollywood Flames - Buzz Buzz Buzz
Little Willie John - I'm Shakin'
Sunnyland Slim - Highway 61
Bo Diddley - I Love You So
Bob Ehret - Stop The Clock
Jerry Lee Lewis - High School Confidential
Magic Sam - 21 Days In Jail
Little Richard - Keep a Knockin'
Roy Orbison - Go! Go! Go! 
Billy Boy Arnold - I Wish You Would
Big Joe Turner - Roll 'Em Pete                             
Frankie Lee Sims - What Will Lucy Do?
Rocket Morgan - Tag Along
Lee Allen - Walkin' With Mr. Lee
Honey Bears - One Bad Stud
Staple Singers - Samson & Delilah
Elmore James - Cry For Me
Don & Dewey - Justine 
Jerry Byrne - Lights Out
Jimmy Ricks & The Raves - Daddy Rollin' Stone
Joe Jones - California Sun
Stick McGhee & His Buddies - Drinkin' Wine Spo-Dee-O-Dee
Chuck Willis - What Am I Livin' For?
Tarheel Slim - Number Nine Train
Charlie Rich - Rebound
Bobby Lee Trammell - It's All Your Fault
George Jones - Window Up Above
Clarence "Gatemouth" Brown - Okie Doke Stomp

Thanks To Listener Greg G for sending this one in!

Weasel Walter/Mary Halvorson/Peter Evans Live on WFMU

A year or so ago I briefly exchanged e-mails with Weasel Walter about possibly doing a live improv set for WFMU on one of his whirlwind trips through NYC.  I have long been a fan of the Flying Luttenbachers and also many of the other more aggresive "punk" "rock" projects he's been a part of including XRBRX, Burmese, To Live and Shave in LA 2, etc.

For the past few years Weasel's musical involvement has been strictly in full-on improvisational settings with a who's-who of collaborators in the Bay Area like Damon Smith, Nels Cline, Vinny Golia, Henry Kaiser, and in NYC with bassist Reuben Radding and trumpeter Nate Wooley.  So when our esteemed music director Brian Turner wrote me to say that Weasel was interested in doing something at the station on his next trip through town, I jumped at the chance and left it up to Weasel as to who he wanted to invite along.  I could not have been more ecstatic with his selections--Mary Halvorson (guitar) and Peter Evans (trumpet)--two artists who have played on my show in the past, and are both on my shortlist of the finest instrumentalists/improvisors/composers working in music in '09.

I expected a serious improv tussle from three total pros (at one point I asked Weasel if he needed a music stand and he just giggled!), but what I didn't expect was the pure sense of camaraderie and common vision that is evident from the first note.  After all, these three seldom play together as a group and this was their first meeting on this trip (there is a multi-camera DVD coming of one of their gigs, as well as an extremely limited CD-R of a handful of performances from last year, both on ugExplode).  After the set they embarked on a week of shows in Europe and I can hardly imagine the type of transcendence and lucidity they must have achieved by the end of the week, considering where they started on this night.  Thanks to Weasel for setting this up and to Mary and Peter for killing it!  Special thanks to Jason Sigal for coming through in the clutch and engineering.

01. Mystery
02. Meat

These tracks are also streaming/downloadable from the FMA, as is a track from Weasel Walter & Mary Halvorson's duo release, Opulence.  There are also two releases with Peter Evans & Weasel Walter available from Weasel's ugExplode label (Oculus Ex Abyssus duo LP and Evans/Fei/Smith Walter CD-R), and I recommend them both without reservation, as well as the Mary Halvorson Trio release Dragon's Head, and The Peter Evans Quartet.  And speaking of the FMA, both Mary's set and Peter's set from past episodes of the Long Rally are available there as well.  And, in case that wasn't enough, check out the  new solo trumpet double CD from Peter Evans, Nature/Culture, on Evan Parker's Psi label.  Whew!  More photos after the jump.

The live audio in this post is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States license.

Beware of the Blog now on Kindle

Beware of the Blog is now available on Amazon's Kindle. You can subscribe to it by going to this page though Amazon will charge you $1.99 for the subscription.

We would love to offer it for free but Amazon currently doesn't allow that as an option. The station gets 30% of the subscription fee which I suppose is still a better deal than being signed to a major label but much worse than the rumored split itunes gives for a song sold through itunes  (on a .99 cent track Apple supposedly keeps .34 cents and gives the content provider .55 cents). But nobody here wants to hear about the marginal costs of digital distribution, right? So subscribe away...

Now if they could only figure out how to make the mp3s and videos work...

Song-poem Archived Music: Volume 4 - During Evening

This particular collection features two works by the 'Avant-Garde Linguistic Genius' Thomas Guygax Sr, plus many more worthy tunesmithes and tunesmithesses.

(click here to download the artwork zip)

1. Sonny Cash - Psychic Cigarette

2. Sonny Cash - Merry Christmas Polka
3. The Sisterhood - Yonder
4. Ralph Lowe - Shall We Not Forget The Times Of Our Lives
5. Ralph Lowe - Stars Love
6. Kay Lastima - Furdee
7. Dick Kent - Common Sense Of Love
8. John Fulker - She Knows How To Do The Doo Dee Do
9. The Sisterhood - During Evening
10. "Linda Lane" - A New Kind Of Letter
11. Allen Scott - Bopping In Flip Flops
12. Allen Scott - A Corner Of Your Heart
13. Matt Vincent - Sky Diver's Lament
14. Linda Lane - Tribute To America
15. Keith Sargent - What's In A Mind?
16. Norris And The Collegians - Wall St. Daily Cry
17. Rodd Keith - Gloria
18. Kay Weaver - Junkies and Monkeys
19. Kay Weaver - Is It The End?
20. Ralph Lowe - The Crime Shows
21. Rod Keith - Put A Little Love
22. Rod Keith - Whisper To Me
23. unknown - Rock Me Slow
24. unknown - Put A Little Love
25. Gene Marshall - We Are The Men Counting Sheep
26. Kay Weaver - Wish I Could Shoot A Gun
27. Kay Weaver - Ripoff USA
28. Ralph Lowe - An Old Man's Life
29. Ralph Lowe - Becky
30. Ralph Lowe - Joe Goes Disco

Crate Update - Apologies to Gagosian

UPDATE: The mysterious crate that appeared in our parking lot Tuesday morning (believe or not) was entirely related to a WFMU activity and not the Gagosian Gallery, Jeff Koons, or any other named parties. The confusion surrounding its presence was in all cases a result of an internal communications error on our end.

We extend our deepest apologies to Gagosian Gallery and retract all statements made on this blog regarding their involvement with the art crate that was left in our parking lot, as they are in no context responsible for this matter.

Thanks, and sorry,
Trent