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from January 2, 2024
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| Todd Rundgren |
Cold Morning Light
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Something/Anything? | 0:00:00 (Pop-up) | |||||||
| Mark McGuire |
Firefly Constellations
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Get Lost | Editions Mego |
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0:07:13 (Pop-up) | |||||
| Manuel Göttsching |
Echo Waves 1
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Inventions For Electric Guitar |
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0:26:38 (Pop-up) | ||||||
| Transcendental Rodeo |
Crimson Palace
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PLEASURE PALACE OF THE GOLDEN BREED | Cosmic Range Records |
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0:32:38 (Pop-up) | |||||
| Lonnie Liston Smith and the Cosmic Echoes |
Sais (Egypt)
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Cosmic Funk |
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0:50:04 (Pop-up) | ||||||
| Armand Lemal |
Soufflé (Part II)
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0:58:13 (Pop-up) | ||||||||
| Miles Davis |
Maiysha
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1:06:50 (Pop-up) | ||||||||
| Carlos Niño & Friends |
Venice 100720, Hands In Soil
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(I'm just) Chillin', on Fire | 1:21:50 (Pop-up) | |||||||
| Leo Takami |
Winter Day
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Next Door | 1:27:31 (Pop-up) | |||||||
| Martin Kratochvíl & Jazz Q |
Šlépěj
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Zvěsti | 1:34:33 (Pop-up) | |||||||
| Don Cherry / Latif Khan |
Air Mail
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Music/Sangam | 1:40:43 (Pop-up) | |||||||
| Ron Carter |
Django
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Blues Farm | 1:47:22 (Pop-up) | |||||||
| Ultraflex |
Work Out Tonight (Telephones' The Big Fuji Ringo Mix)
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2:04:53 (Pop-up) | ||||||||
| Redwan |
Ghost Train
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2:13:10 (Pop-up) | ||||||||
| Dayzero |
Bare Brain
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Bare Brain EP |
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2:20:26 (Pop-up) | ||||||
| メガネ | 行けたら行く (pro.Uncle texx) | 行けたら行く／怒りのレタスチャーハン | Terminal Explosion | 2:25:52 (Pop-up) | ||||||
| 7_7 | 我々は | Labyrinth | Lost Frog Productions | 2:28:24 (Pop-up) | ||||||
| Himeko Katagiri |
Party Like It's Dial-Up
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2:32:20 (Pop-up) | ||||||||
| Georgia + Dove |
07.09.1521 - Heat of the Cheek
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Air from Air | Em Records | 2:36:23 (Pop-up) | ||||||
| Dustin Wong & Ari Liloia |
Ascending Through the Bellscope (Cathode Version)
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Guided to the Panoramic Merge | A Red Thread | 2:41:46 (Pop-up) | ||||||
| Chu Kosaka | 2:54:20 (Pop-up) | |||||||||
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please start talking:
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SAUCE!!!
anything bagel:
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trustme:
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anything bagel:
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Welcome to WFMU Land!
Andrea C:
Deano de los Muertos:
love2laf:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Charles in Chicago:
Karl:
WFMU aus New Jersey hält nicht nur Regisseur Jim Jarmusch für den besten Sender des Planeten. Übers Internet in Deutschland gehört, ist er sogar ein noch größeres Vergnügen. Ein Lobgesang.
Which means: It's not just director Jim Jarmusch who considers New Jersey's WFMU to be the best station on the planet. Hearing it over the Internet in Germany makes it an even greater pleasure. A song of praise.
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Andrea C:
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Handy Haversack:
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Charles in Chicago:
c lav:
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HyperDose:
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Charles in Chicago:
c lav:
Rev. Turnip Druid:
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Andrea C:
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Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Karl:
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Andrea C:
Florian:
Tuesday, 2. January 2024
America's best radio station
Radio Dada
"I dreamed that I was Tristan Tzara, who dreamed that he was me," for example, the other day was the name of a title in the night program of the American radio station WFMU. The piece itself was already very hypnotic, a spherical noise that seemed to come from machines, the universe and from deep inside at the same time. The name made it even more ravishing. And Tristan Tzara himself, after all co-founder of Dadaism, would probably have had the greatest pleasure in how the moderator pronounced the title afterwards, namely without being able to speak a word of German. He sounded as if he was forcing himself to gargle with shards, but he pulled it through, one sharp-edged syllable after another. Because title announcement must be so that the listeners can immediately start googling what it is all about and where to buy the record.
Jeremiah is the name of this hero of the microphone, surname secret, his profile photo on the station's website shows only a middle-aged African American who has masked himself with a bandana: a guerrilla DJ. But that he called his program "Sunrise Lamentations with Jeremiah" in all seriousness, i.e. laments of Jeremiah on the sunrise: This is again so typical of WFMU that you have to sing a song on this station with the same biblical devotion.
What came from the car radio in New York sounded like a rear-end collision with several participants
"WMFU is simply the greatest radio station on the planet," the director Jim Jarmusch had already put on record years ago: "an endless stream of ravishing music from everywhere", plus "DJs with unusual taste" who actively counteracted the "mainstream mind red", which can be roughly translated as brain rot through mainstream culture. Lou Reed and Matt Groening, the inventor of the Simpsons, among others, were similarly frenetic fans. Thanks to digitization, the pleasure of constantly being surprised, amused, challenged and educated with music is to be a more complete person, but now also to have everywhere else at any time.
For the sake of fairness, one must anticipate that Radio Eins from RBB sometimes also does considerable things in this area, for example when the composer Sven Helbig actually launched "Primo Vere" by the banksy mysterious phantom band Murmuüre in his classical program "Schöne Töne" some time ago, a complex nesting of Orff's "Carmina Burana", Black Metal and atmospheric industrial. But even in publicly secured broadcasting, such great moments of fearlessness are rare. At WFMU, something like this can be expected at any time. (The author had come across the station years ago when something came out of the car radio in New York in broad daylight that initially sounded like a rear-end collision with several participants: It was the post-apocalyptic primeval rock of Cromagnon, a trio that had already merged recordings of everyday noises with the artistic grow of black metal in 1969, although at the time not even classical heavy metal was considered invented.)
The program can be heard today wherever there is Internet
However: If you in turn expect too much experimental or extreme when switching on, then on WFMU they prefer to play a particularly melodic chanson by R.E.M. or a special on early bossa nova. Or the DJ concentrates for an hour on the topic of brass orchestra from the Western Balkans. Or it's about underground rap. Or about prog-rock elements in film music. Or about female voices in punk pop on this side of Patti Smith and the Bangles. Or about soul. Or jazz. Or Sinatra. Or you catch the regular specialist program about the latest in the gospel ... You can actually hear everything here except the current chart hits by Taylor Swift or Ed Sheeran. Because they would first have to get out of fashion in the format radio stations in order to be allowed to be allowed in the program here in a few years - as whimsical flowers of a present, which can then be viewed from the outside like a collector of exotic beetles. Only one thing you will never hear: advertising.
WFMU lives from the contributions of the listeners and the dedication - i.e. self-experation - of the makers. Those who shoot on the radio in New York City and the surrounding area will reliably find an alternative sound oasis on the FM frequency 91.1 in all the high-pit Jingle chatter of the commercial stations. Accordingly, WFMU is loved and revered in America. The Rolling Stone has already declared the program the best of the country several times. Long-standing connoisseurs still rave about the record attempt of a WFMU DJ in continuous moderation. In the end, he brought it to 100 hours and 40 seconds.
Connoisseurs also usually only speak briefly of FMU, because the W at the beginning only indicates that the transmitter is located east of the Mississippi, while transmitters west of it have a K in front. Why this happened is special knowledge for radio historians - unless they make a talk show about it on WFMU, then that would certainly be very entertaining. FM stands for ultra-short wave, and the U is the last remnant of Upsala College in New Jersey, where the station already started as a campus radio in 1958. When the college was closed in 1995, the station remained with its broadcasting license and moved to Jersey City on the Hudson River, right across from New York.
In the meantime, it is no longer certain whether the majority of the listeners still live there. WFMU relied on streaming early on and put its broadcast archives online. There is also an app with which you can easily put the program on the car radio wherever you are. Today, the program can be heard wherever there is Internet - and it will. This is shown by the comment list on the app. Sometimes exiled Americans sign up in the program and are happy, how unusual, perceptual-expanding it is to listen to the morning program from home in Europe now around noon.
When was the last time something like this was broadcast on German radio? (Was it ever going?)
This must be urgently agreed. In Berlin or Munich, WFMU is almost even more fun than in New York. The time difference is definitely a gain. You slept in even more from the morning show, which is called "Wake'n'Bake", so like in the stoner's slang the first roar after getting up. Sometimes she also figures under the title: "Wake with Clay Pigeon." The man who calls himself a clay pigeon professionally is actually called Kacy Ross and is the star of the station. As they say, he is also the only one who is allowed to claim at least a modest salary. It is hard not to think of Democritus, the laughing philosopher from antiquity, in his moderations. And there is hardly anything more beautiful than listening to how, when he announces the rush hour traffic jams in New Jersey, he asks people with a croaking gigggle to stay sweet and not to go crazy in their cars, while you eat lunch far away from all this or look in the search engines for what you have just heard again and did not even know.
Some things, on the other hand, are even well known, just haven't heard it forever. The other day, in the program "Radioactivity with Abbie from Mars" "Jonny, du Lump" by Holger Hiller, formerly Palais Schaumburg, and "Im Zoo" by Pyrolator aka Kurt Dahlke, formerly Der Plan, came directly behind each other. When and where was something like this last on German radio? (Was it ever going?) On WFMU, of course, you can hear it differently, with American ears, so to speak. It is the effects of alienation, distortion, feedback, which makes it a rock musical pleasure of a higher order to listen to German pop titles in an American morning program with a six-hour time difference as a tongue-twister. Because obviously not only the sound of German music, but even more the sound of German-language music title is particularly attractive for America's lovers of sharp pleasures.
So once again to the somnambul "Sunrise Lamentations" by Jeremiah. A Saturday after "I dreamed I was Tristan Tzara, who dreamed he was me" he played a piece called "No stress at the dining table!" Again very hypnotic and beautiful and from the same record. The authors are: The New Blockaders, S.R. Meixner and Iceyacht, and this was published by a micro label called "Nihilist Records" in Chicago. Jeremiah finally read the name of the record syllable by syllable with masochistic joy of the torture: "The beautiful is nothing but the terrible beginning".
And, what can you say, for the first time since Rilke wrote these famous lines, they sounded as if there was a shoe the other way around.
Handy Haversack:
Thanks for that, Florian! Very kind of you.
Handy Haversack:
Charles in Chicago:
tim:
john_zilla:
bixa:
Karl:
NotARealDoctor:
love2laf:
Ken From Hyde Park:
Handy Haversack:
And also with you.
b!!!:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
HyperDose:
⏰💚🕊️ 🦝📻🎶🗑️
john_zilla:
Triple G:
Chris Hiatt:
Edgar from Maine:
rx "rexy" scabin:
Handy Haversack:
That was a lot of fun. Thanks again for the "translation," Florian! The found poetry quotient was excellent.
Chris Hiatt:
Edgar from Maine:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Handy Haversack:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Matt Warwick:
DNice:
Chris Hiatt:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
b!!!:
Philip:
wenzo:
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Mike:
Edgar from Maine:
Chris Hiatt:
Passaic River Blues:
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Handy Haversack:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Mike W.:
Edgar from Maine:
HyperDose:
Charles in Chicago:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
No I am he and he is me.
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Charles in Chicago:
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Handy Haversack:
Brian D:
Chris Hiatt:
HyperDose:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Charles in Chicago:
Edgar from Maine:
Yes:
john_zilla:
Chris Hiatt:
Charles in Chicago:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Matt Warwick:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Charles in Chicago:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Handy Haversack:
StringOFperils:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Charles in Chicago:
rx "rexy" scabin:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
chresti:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Charles in Chicago:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
tim:
StringOFperils:
Edgar from Maine:
Handy Haversack:
THAT SAID
Two windmills are standing in a field. One says to the other, "Hey, what kind of music are you into?"
The second windmill says, "Oh, I'm a heavy metal fan."
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
tak:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Handy Haversack:
chresti:
Gregosaurus:
rx "rexy" scabin:
tim:
tim:
Yes:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Charles in Chicago:
rx "rexy" scabin:
rx "rexy" scabin:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
StringOFperils:
Passaic River Blues:
rx "rexy" scabin:
Crownless Gander:
Boozy Swoozie Kurtz:
Noir Lover:
Charles in Chicago:
rx "rexy" scabin:
Yes:
rx "rexy" scabin:
Gregosaurus:
rx "rexy" scabin:
Charles in Chicago:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
love2laf:
tim:
maester gardeneers of Lansing Michigan:
Passaic River Blues:
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word:
Ken From Hyde Park:
love2laf:
StringOFperils:
Handy Haversack:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
tim:
Handy Haversack:
Passaic River Blues:
Gregosaurus:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
Edgar from Maine:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
∫ydniuß:
StringOFperils:
Philip:
Deano de los Muertos:
Chris Hiatt:
luka:
StringOFperils:
Chris Hiatt:
That was a great piece on Yellow Submarine, thanks for sharing!
Prodigal Daughter:
Passaic River Blues:
luka:
please continue speaking:
Passaic River Blues:
tom tom the pipers son:
Noir Lover:
northguineahills:
Ken From Hyde Park:
Three new turntables!
Four streams a-streaming!
Five Metro cards!
Six Yos La Tengo!
Seven puns from Doug!
Eight Francos calling!
Nine Woof Moo T-shirts!
Ten jalapeños!
Eleven alligators!
And twelve pages of HR work! 🎵
Deano de los Muertos:
northguineahills:
/i might be confused in my sleep-deptrived state.
love2laf:
12539:
northguineahills:
tom tom the pipers son:
www.youtube.com...
mateo:
northguineahills:
Philip:
mateo:
chresti:
luka:
luka:
@trimming:
luka:
Cormac555:
Levi:
Katharsis:
queems:
Handy Haversack:
StringOFperils:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
northguineahills:
Deano de los Muertos:
queems:
chresti:
peter h christ:
StringOFperils:
Karl:
northguineahills:
chresti:
Deano de los Muertos:
Deano de los Muertos:
tom tom the pipers son:
Handy Haversack:
Yes:
chresti:
Levi:
northguineahills:
northguineahills:
northguineahills:
Chris Hiatt:
tom tom the pipers son:
abbazabba:
Chris Hiatt:
northguineahills:
Chris Hiatt:
love2laf:
HyperDose:
bixa:
b!!!:
Handy Haversack:
Thanks, Matt! Big fan!
northguineahills:
Gregosaurus:
Ken From Hyde Park:
northguineahills:
Edgar from Maine:
northguineahills:
Ken From Hyde Park:
luka:
northguineahills:
queems:
northguineahills:
Edgar from Maine:
queems:
Ken From Hyde Park:
cam:
Edgar from Maine:
Rev. Turnip Druid:
chresti:
chresti:
northguineahills:
12539:
love2laf:
honest Bernardo from Argentina:
northguineahills:
Chris Hiatt:
PaulRobeson1924:
Chris Hiatt:
Andrea C from the app:
please dont end the show:
Gregosaurus:
listener 126464:
bradford:
tom tom the pipers son:
bixa:
b!!!:
T GRavel:
Rev. Turnip Druid:
buried in boxes over here but the FMU stream was the first thing to come out....
Edgar from Maine:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):
chresti:
Listener Bryan (the Professor):