WFMU: Mike Lupica: Playlist from May 18, 2003

Mike Lupica: Playlist from May 18, 2003

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May 18, 2003: Who loves ya, baby?

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Artist	Track	Album	Comments	New
The danger of me filling my playlist with comments and personal anecdotes is the pressure it creates to have something Interesting And Informative to say every Sunday morning as I type this up. Unless you're a secret agent, a ninja, or live in Williamsburg and think your life is like a movie, you'd probably agree that few people's daily activities are really worth chronicling on a regular basis. That's one thing I really hate about the internet -- the ease with which boring people can now have an audience for their tedium via the Blog phenomenon. With all the smack I talk about the dot-com generation, their lazy pursuits, and their casual and despicable disinterest in the social effects and cultural fallout of their actions, it just occurred to me that I'm basically doing the same thing by filling this webpage with my ramblings.
In my defense, however, (notice how I'm defending myself against my own criticism... jeez, am I neurotic or WHAT?!) I do try to avoid talking about the actual mechanics of the music and records as much as possible because, quite frankly, that stuff bores me to tears. Music is just as important to me as its ever been, but I have no desire to hang out in any social ghetto where topics such as colored vinyl, limited pressings, or how much somebody paid on eBay for some stupid record that came out before they were born are bandied about. I DON'T CARE. The stories of how people connect with music -- how, when, why, and under the influence of what circumstances -- are much more interesting to me, and offer 10 times the validity that a jive-shuckin' review in some fanzine can. Perhaps it's the manifestation of the punk rock idealism of my twenties, but I'm definitely weaning myself off of music as a thing which is to be owned or posessed, mainly because that aspect now seems disingenuous to me, given the current state of affairs on the local level (read: my life) right on up to the intergalactic arena (read: the goddam Space Ark STILL hasn't shown up to get me out of here!)
So the question is this: As someone who rarely goes to shows anymore, hardly ever buys records anymore (in fact, last weekend I gave away about 200 punk records to some high school kids who do a radio show at my old station -- the hallmark of a former punk who now, in his early 30s, is trying to score brownie points and get into heaven), and as someone who often feels boxed out of many music-related conversations because they're involved so heavily with P-R-O-D-U-C-T, WHAT BLESSED BUSINESS OF MINE IS IT BEING ON THE RADIO?
Keep in mind, I'm not asking you to justify my place here, I'm just wondering if any of you have experienced this cultural malaise I'm trying to describe. It's kind of like waking up one morning and suddenly feeling like a stranger in your own home. What am I doing here again? I spoke about this recently with a friend of mine who's an artist, and he reasoned that my apathy towards the established facets of the music world are the result of my no longer liking music, but liking art instead.

So I punched him in the mouth.

Cliff Richard	Devil Woman	I'm Nearly Famous
Erase Errata	Other Animals (Matmos Remix)	Dancing Machine EP		*
J Live	Satisfied	Nice up the Dance	compilation	*
Six Eye Columbia	Casanova	Frowny Frown	I admire any record's "thank you" list that mentions Hall, Motorhead, and THEN Oates. Yes, this was the Sabbath/Roxy Music thing, for all of you who phoned me up mid-set demanding to know what the hell they were hearing.	*
Playmate	Upside Down	Japan Bashing Vol. 2 7"	compilation
Slickee Boys	Hesitation	Fashionably Late
Programme	A-Side	7"		*
Akrobatic	Cooler Heads	Balance		*


Neil Michael Hagerty	Watching the Sands	The Howling Hex		*
Didjits	Killboy Powerhead	Hornet Piñata
Testors	MK Ultra	Complete Recordings 76-79 2xCD		*
RJD2	Ghostwriter	The Horror		*
DJ Camilo Rocha & DJ YAH	Batucada	"City of God"	Soundtrack	*
Idris Muhammad	Tastycakes	Turn this Mutha Out
Scoundrelles	Why doesn't someone get this goddam girl away from me?	Sympathetic Sounds of Toe Rag	compilation	*
Original Sins	Just 14	7"


Brand Nubian	Word is Bond	12"
Non Prophets	Come Come Now	Lexoleum	compilation	*
Ikara Colt	Maybe 1 Day #2	Basic Instructions EP		*
Clikitat Ikatowi	8 Hours of Drama	August 29th & 30th, 1995
Hissanol	The Brain's Just Over There, Next to the Potato	The Making of Him
So-Called Artists	So you Wanna be a Rapstar or Recycling Bin?	Mush Filmstrip (Frame One)	compilation
Little Beaver	I Love the way you Love	Miami Sound	compilation	*
Greenhorn	Callous	7"


Cobra Verde	Casino	Nightlife
Bluetip	Salinas	Join Us
1929	Space Bastard	Last but not Leased		*
Dis-	Ed was Solace	7"
The Cuts	The Early Bird (She Sings for You)	2 Over 10		*
X	Riding with Mary	Under the Big Black Sun
The Modernist	Kangmei Theme	Kangmei		*
Awol One	Trilobites	Massmen Records Sampler	compilation
Jaga Jazzist	Real Racecars have Doors	Animal Chin EP		*


Corndolly	Sex Kitten	7"
Electric Prism	I Would have liked you Anyway	Psychedelic States: Texas Volume 1	compilation	*
Clue to Kalo	This Dies Over Distance	Come here when you Sleepwalk		*
The Album Leaf	Another Day	split CD w/ On! Air! Library!		*
Spacemen 3	Soul 1	Forged Prescriptions 2xCD	Outtakes, demos, unreleased, etc.	*
Ulver	Lyckantropen (Third Eye Foundation remix)	First Decade in the Machines 1993-2003		*

Thank you for visiting the internet. Please see yourself out, and don't let the doorknob hit ya where the good lord split ya.

Artist

Track

Album

Comments

New

The danger of me filling my playlist with comments and personal anecdotes is the pressure it creates to have something Interesting And Informative to say every Sunday morning as I type this up. Unless you're a secret agent, a ninja, or live in Williamsburg and think your life is like a movie, you'd probably agree that few people's daily activities are really worth chronicling on a regular basis. That's one thing I really hate about the internet -- the ease with which boring people can now have an audience for their tedium via the Blog phenomenon. With all the smack I talk about the dot-com generation, their lazy pursuits, and their casual and despicable disinterest in the social effects and cultural fallout of their actions, it just occurred to me that I'm basically doing the same thing by filling this webpage with my ramblings.

In my defense, however, (notice how I'm defending myself against *my own* criticism... jeez, am I neurotic or WHAT?!) I do try to avoid talking about the actual mechanics of the music and records as much as possible because, quite frankly, that stuff bores me to tears. Music is just as important to me as its ever been, but I have no desire to hang out in any social ghetto where topics such as colored vinyl, limited pressings, or how much somebody paid on eBay for some stupid record that came out before they were born are bandied about. I DON'T CARE. The stories of how people connect with music -- how, when, why, and under the influence of what circumstances -- are much more interesting to me, and offer 10 times the validity that a jive-shuckin' review in some fanzine can. Perhaps it's the manifestation of the punk rock idealism of my twenties, but I'm definitely weaning myself off of music as a thing which is to be owned or posessed, mainly because that aspect now seems disingenuous to me, given the current state of affairs on the local level (read: my life) right on up to the intergalactic arena (read: the goddam Space Ark STILL hasn't shown up to get me out of here!)

So the question is this: As someone who rarely goes to shows anymore, hardly ever buys records anymore (in fact, last weekend I gave away about 200 punk records to some high school kids who do a radio show at my old station -- the hallmark of a former punk who now, in his early 30s, is trying to score brownie points and get into heaven), and as someone who often feels boxed out of many music-related conversations because they're involved so heavily with P-R-O-D-U-C-T, WHAT BLESSED BUSINESS OF MINE IS IT BEING ON THE RADIO?

Keep in mind, I'm not asking you to justify my place here, I'm just wondering if any of you have experienced this cultural malaise I'm trying to describe. It's kind of like waking up one morning and suddenly feeling like a stranger in your own home. What am I doing here again? I spoke about this recently with a friend of mine who's an artist, and he reasoned that my apathy towards the established facets of the music world are the result of my no longer liking music, but liking art instead.

So I punched him in the mouth.

Cliff Richard

Devil Woman

I'm Nearly Famous

Erase Errata

Other Animals (Matmos Remix)

Dancing Machine EP

J Live

Satisfied

Nice up the Dance

compilation

Six Eye Columbia

Casanova

Frowny Frown

I admire any record's "thank you" list that mentions Hall, Motorhead, and THEN Oates. Yes, this was the Sabbath/Roxy Music thing, for all of you who phoned me up mid-set demanding to know what the hell they were hearing.

Playmate

Upside Down

Japan Bashing Vol. 2 7"

compilation

Slickee Boys

Hesitation

Fashionably Late

Programme

A-Side

Akrobatic

Cooler Heads

Balance

Neil Michael Hagerty

Watching the Sands

The Howling Hex

Didjits

Killboy Powerhead

Hornet Piñata

Testors

MK Ultra

Complete Recordings 76-79 2xCD

RJD2

Ghostwriter

The Horror

DJ Camilo Rocha & DJ YAH

Batucada

"City of God"

Soundtrack

Idris Muhammad

Tastycakes

Turn this Mutha Out

Scoundrelles

Why doesn't someone get this goddam girl away from me?

Sympathetic Sounds of Toe Rag

compilation

Original Sins

Just 14

Brand Nubian

Word is Bond

12"

Non Prophets

Come Come Now

Lexoleum

compilation

Ikara Colt

Maybe 1 Day #2

Basic Instructions EP

Clikitat Ikatowi

8 Hours of Drama

August 29th & 30th, 1995

Hissanol

The Brain's Just Over There, Next to the Potato

The Making of Him

So-Called Artists

So you Wanna be a Rapstar or Recycling Bin?

Mush Filmstrip (Frame One)

compilation

Little Beaver

I Love the way you Love

Miami Sound

compilation

Greenhorn

Callous

Cobra Verde

Casino

Nightlife

Bluetip

Salinas

Join Us

1929

Space Bastard

Last but not Leased

Dis-

Ed was Solace

The Cuts

The Early Bird (She Sings for You)

2 Over 10

Riding with Mary

Under the Big Black Sun

The Modernist

Kangmei Theme

Kangmei

Awol One

Trilobites

Massmen Records Sampler

compilation

Jaga Jazzist

Real Racecars have Doors

Animal Chin EP

Corndolly

Sex Kitten

Electric Prism

I Would have liked you Anyway

Psychedelic States: Texas Volume 1

compilation

Clue to Kalo

This Dies Over Distance

Come here when you Sleepwalk

The Album Leaf

Another Day

split CD w/ On! Air! Library!

Spacemen 3

Soul 1

Forged Prescriptions 2xCD

Outtakes, demos, unreleased, etc.

Ulver

Lyckantropen (Third Eye Foundation remix)

First Decade in the Machines 1993-2003

Thank you for visiting the internet. Please see yourself out, and don't let the doorknob hit ya where the good lord split ya.

Mike Lupica: Playlist from May 18, 2003

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