THE HALL OF MIRRORS
MIDNIGHT-2AM
Influenced by Berlin. Assembled in Detroit.
Put on your neon-colored t-shirt made of breathable fabric, your baggy cargo pants, and your bright sneakers. Add a glow necklace, a pacifier, or furry animal backpack. Finally, cover yourself with body glitter. You are now ready.
RIYL: Ekkehard Ehlers / Hrvatski / The Avalanches / Konono No. 1 / Röyksopp / Sunn O)))
JAZZ AFTER HOURS
2AM-4AM
Magnus es, domine, et laudabilis valde: magna virtus tua, et sapientiae tuae non est numerus. et laudare te vult homo, aliqua portio creaturae tuae, et homo circumferens mortalitem suam, circumferens testimonium peccati sui et testimonium, quia superbis resistis:
RIYL: Dizzy Gillespie / Wayne Shorter / Eric Dolphy / Cannonball Adderley / Ornette Coleman / Lars Gullin
BLUES BEFORE SUNRISE
4AM-6AM
Magnus es, domine, et laudabilis valde: magna virtus tua, et sapientiae tuae non est numerus. et laudare te vult homo, aliqua portio creaturae tuae, et homo circumferens mortalitem suam, circumferens testimonium peccati sui et testimonium, quia superbis resistis:
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BLUEGRASS PRESERVATION SOCIETY
6AM-8AM
Magnus es, domine, et laudabilis valde: magna virtus tua, et sapientiae tuae non est numerus. et laudare te vult homo, aliqua portio creaturae tuae, et homo circumferens mortalitem suam, circumferens testimonium peccati sui et testimonium, quia superbis resistis:
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MORNING JAZZ
8AM-NOON
Magnus es, domine, et laudabilis valde: magna virtus tua, et sapientiae tuae non est numerus. et laudare te vult homo, aliqua portio creaturae tuae, et homo circumferens mortalitem suam, circumferens testimonium peccati sui et testimonium, quia superbis resistis:
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THE WORD
NOON-1PM
Magnus es, domine, et laudabilis valde: magna virtus tua, et sapientiae tuae non est numerus. et laudare te vult homo, aliqua portio creaturae tuae, et homo circumferens mortalitem suam, circumferens testimonium peccati sui et testimonium, quia superbis resistis:
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SONGS FOR THE ALREADY DEFEATED
1PM-5PM
Each and every afternoon, the programming duties are turned over to a conglomerate of record company executives, high-finance bankers, foreign car auto mechanics, and art school drop-outs. This nefarious group interprets messages from the Loom of Fate — a loom that gives the names of artists and songs to play through binary code hidden in weaving errors in the fabric. Those names the Loom of Fate spits out will supposedly cause tragedy in the future. The secret radio programming organization believes the only way to avert disaster is to play their music. According to a copy of a leaked memo, nearly four hundred and sixteen catastrophes have been prevented so far.
RIYL: Dum Dum Girls / J Mascis / Generationals / Thursday / Bill Callahan / Poly Styrene / Low
BLUESMEN DO IT IN CHICAGO
5PM-6PM
Magnus es, domine, et laudabilis valde: magna virtus tua, et sapientiae tuae non est numerus. et laudare te vult homo, aliqua portio creaturae tuae, et homo circumferens mortalitem suam, circumferens testimonium peccati sui et testimonium, quia superbis resistis:
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MOTORCITY BREAKDOWN
6PM-8PM
Magnus es, domine, et laudabilis valde: magna virtus tua, et sapientiae tuae non est numerus. et laudare te vult homo, aliqua portio creaturae tuae, et homo circumferens mortalitem suam, circumferens testimonium peccati sui et testimonium, quia superbis resistis:
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THE GHOST OF GUGLEIELMO MARCONI
8PM-10PM
My father had the greatest record collection ever assembled. The only problem was that they weren’t records. They were 8-track tapes. And I wasn’t allowed to ever touch them let alone listen to them. Over the years, I have been slowly borrowing them and transferring them to a more reliable format. This show bears the fruits of my twenty-five year-long project to capture the greatest albums from the seventies and share them with the world.
Someone told me that I could have probably been awarded a MacArthur Fellowship Grant to do this, but I’m pretty sure that guy was lying.
RIYL: Television / Wire / Sly & The Family Stone / Al Green / King Crimson / David Bowie
PLANET OF THE BARITONE WOMEN
10PM-MIDNIGHT
Back in February of 1988 a high school friend and I skipped school to hitch-hike down to Washington D.C. in order to catch Fugazi at some dirty club. We ended up paying over $100 for tickets despite the band’s so-called goal of only charging $5 for admission. Those lying sonofabitches. After the show as we were wandering around looking for a place to sleep and not get killed, I swear I saw Ian MacKaye in the front window of Bobby Van’s eating a giant steak.
That was the day that my childhood ended.
RIYL: Fugazi / Minor Threat / Hüsker Dü / The Germs / Misfits / Black Flag / Reagan Youth