Last week Fast Folk Fuck and longtime friend Gregg Cagno came over to the PRHQPCS and sat and strummed for a while. We had a great talk and didn’t even touch on a bunch of things I wanted to, like surfing and Linda Sharar and all the cool kids and Camp Hoboken and lots of other things. We did however talk about his family and his music and shared a few war stories. It was one of those conversations that flowed so easily, an hour had gone by before I even looked at the clock. I hope you enjoy listening to my chat with Gregg. And if you live anywhere proximal to Philadelphia, I hope you c’mon out and see Gregg on the Ides of March at Tin Angel. His sound is a perfect fit for that room and it’s a Tuesday night, what the fuck else do you have to do.
So a few things happened this week. The Live Free or Diehards chose Donald Trump and Bernie Sandwiches in the NH primary and now on to the next freak state, South Carolina. Peyton Manning announced his intention to drink a lot of Budweiser after going along for the ride and garnering a second Super Bowl ring with a performance that was really kind of shitty. Not a good day to be a QB or especially an offensive lineman as both defenses dominated and both QB’s tried not to fuck it up too bad.
But that’s all bullshit. the real things that happened to me were much more emotionally emotional. for one, the second anniversary of my sister’s death was Monday so I spent a good deal of time thinking about the times both good and bad and I wrote this:
It was two years ago today that my dear, sweet, gentle, rough edged, infuriating, frustrating, brilliant, tragic sister Shari went to be with Jesus up in heaven. I was the best brother she had and I should’ve been much kinder. We grew up in a home where kindness wasn’t a virtue, but rather a weakness to be attacked. It made us funny as fuck but it also made us mean. Thats a shame. But this ain’t about that. I miss her terribly, but this ain’t about that either.
What this is about is her talent talent. Shari was a great writer. a really, really great writer. Her milieu was fanfic, which I would condemn as not real art until she would come back at me with “GCD Folksongs?!?, cmon dude.” it was a perpetual debate for the ages that often got malevolent. Anyway, she is gone now and I am the keeper of her legacy. Some of the last stuff she wrote was this Supernatural fanfic. If you care to read it, here ’tis. it’s got gay porn too so there’s that.
Then I got a disturbing call from an old friend’s phone. Rich Kelly is an artistic genius, his songwriting and drawings are wonderful and in person he is one of the funniest motherfuckers I’ve ever met. Well Rich went missing and people were fearing the worst. I ended up thinking about him a lot and so Butch Ross and I decided to eulogize him in this podcast, so we did. I hope you like our story of the man and a few of his songs.
That’s about all. If you like Rich Kelly’s work, seek him out on the Facebook and see what else he’s done. If you like this podcast, please let us know with a comment or a review in iTunes. Keep passing the open windows, people.
This week’s episode finds our hero plodding through the morass of the Iowa results and eager to put them behind us. Speaking of behind, almost a year ago I spoke with My dear friend and seriously talented musician, Brigid Kaelin. This is that talk. we had it in her basement while her house was being cleaned by a professional so’s she could rake in some of that sweet AirBnb cheddar. We had a great time and I hope you will too. you can check out Brigid Kaelin at BrigidKaelin.com or The Red Accordion Diaries. As always, please use the button at the top of this page to subscribe to the podcast and leave us some fake love in the comments or especially on iTunes.
Thanks and keep on a’rockin.
It’s been a long hiatus, but the creative differences between the EP and the host have been solved and season Three kicks off with this little episode. Please enjoy, and If you do and you want to send your favorite DORK a birthday present, go over to iTunes and leave a good review for the podcast. See you soon and may all your showers be golden.
So, facing through Facebook t’other day I noticed that a few of my peers seemed to be having a really really good time without me. It turns out it was Dan Nosheny, Samantha Wittchen and Alexandra Cutler-Fetkewicz who have created PhillyMusicLab.com. What exactly is Philly Music Lab? I had no idea, but it looked like way more fun than I was having, so I got in touch and had them come over to the PRHQPCS and we talked for half an hour or so.
TLDR; It’s a commonwealth of, atypical music types who are going to use fraternity to help forward their careers and their art. It’s waaaay cooler than that antiseptic sentence, but you’re the asshole who doesn’t have time to listen to the interview, so a bland sentence is all ya gets.
The specific Labradoodles can be found in these varying places:
email@example.com, @samwittchen, @wittchenband
As always, like the podcast on iTunes or stitcher. Reviews are awesome so please don’t keep your love to yourself. That’s why Emily Dickinson never went viral. Though, to be fair, her IG was just a bunch of cat videos. But thanks for listening. And keep passing the open windows.
in re: above photos, It’s nigh-on impossible to take a multiface selfie where at least one person doesn’t look “special”, but everyone looks fuckable in at least one of these pictures. Choose your favorite for printing and framing.
While just 40 miles away in Baltimore, frustration and disenfranchisement are boiling over with typical results, what’s happening today up in the Supreme Court is anything but typical. As we speak, a giant greed of lawyers and their plaintiffs and a gallery of people who have been camped out for the better part of a week will make and hear arguments that will, in all likelihood lead to a ruling by the court later this year that should legalize same-sex marriage across the land. Like all fifty, even Alabama. Today is a big fucking deal and I can offer you some insight. Well not me, but I know a guy. That guy is lead counsel on the Kentucky case, one of several cases that have been balled up into a supersession by the court.
Since the court jesters in the robes are afraid of what we would think if we saw them working, we will soon have audio of this momentous day. We will never see more than a few sketches and some hugs and kisses on the steps out front, but for those of you who crave the inside info, I have a treat for you. My friend and and important footnote to American history, Dan Canon will be arguing in what I”m told is a very nice suit. He was generous enough to sit down with me last month and blah-blah about the case and some other stuff.
When the SCOTUS audio is released, I’ll throw it up on this page, but till then, you should listen, if you haven’t already, to Rhymes Against Humanity’s interview with Civil Rights Lawyer and Guitar Player/Songwriter Dan Canon. As a matter of fact, I’ll make it easy, just click below.
Remember, Love is winning because we have chosen love. Or perhaps the Oligarchs are throwing us a bone because it really doesn’t affect their marginal rate and we’re getting pretty fed up so this is a nice valve or whatever. Point is, its happening and you should listen to this interview with the guy who’s making it happen.
Last month while I was out touring where the Eastern Midwest meets the Northern South, I landed in Louisville where I played a house concert and witnessed how the 16th largest city in America had funked itself up considerably since my last sojourn several years ago. The time I had was bangin’ and reconnecting with old friends and musicians was just what this old troubadork needed, not to mention unlocking the “Standing around outside in shirt sleeves” achievement for 2015. Alas, the pleasant temps did not coincide with my Creation Museum Day and in fact, the heavy rain ironically kept me from venturing outside the museum to see how the Ark construction was progressing and also from enjoying a camel ride, (not a euphemism). But that ain’t why we’re here.
During my weekend spent Kentucking, I sat down with several old friends and recorded podcasts. The first we’re gonna share is my friend, Dan Canon who is, in no particular order, a Songwriter, Guitarist, Actor and a Civil Rights Attorney. On April 28th 2015, Dan will be part of a giant legal team which will argue their case in front of the Supremes. These cases all bundled together may very well settle the Gay Marriage question in this whole friggin’ land, including the backwater states. If so, you’re about to listen to a podcast with some dude who is gonna be a legitimate piece of American history, and in a good way.* Anyway, I was grateful that Dan shared the better part of an hour with me and I learned a lot about the case and what to, and what not to expect. If our talk leaves you whetted for more SCOTUS, I recommend my #wcw Dahlia Lithwick’s Amicus Pod where she talks a little more about the particular case. If you want more Dan, you should check out his band The Vatican Bank, or his Bob Loblaw Law Blog called, Conflicts Check.
Please say hi to Dan, or me, or leave a review in iTunes, (even if you just want to tell us to come to Jebus) Subscribe to Rhymes Against Humanity in iTunes or on Stitcher and remember, Love is winning because we are loving more. Keep on loving and try not to hate. I don’t always succeed at this, but you know that the best managers were shitty players.
And remember, even though I don’t say it often enough, or ever really, I love you.
*Not me…Dan. My best shot at viral fame these days is along the lines of, “Folksinger missing for years found mummified in home studio.” or possibly “Local Folksinger’s Disturbing browser history, sings sad song of slow demise.” or something.
So, this month, March 2015, if you are a under the yoke of the Comcastistas, for free you can peep Inheritance, a 30 minute short documentary by award winning filmmaker and all around good person, Aggie Ebrahimi. Aggie is a visiting professor at Mulenberg College up there inAllentown and I drove up and talked to her in her office. We spoke of film and terminal-ish degrees and the Shah and divorce Iranian style and language and at one point I almost choked to death. (I lived). She named a bunch of her favorite filmmakers, all but one of whom I had never heard of and then we went to a diner and ate corned beef. It was good to see my old friend and better to see her movie. If you want to see it. make with the Xfinity on demand and go to Movies > Asian American Films > Inheritance.
As always, thanks for listening.
Tiny Elvis was in town and though time was tight, we met in the green room at the venerable and venerated Tin Angel in Philadelphia. We chatted for half an hour or so, talking about many things but not getting into weighty topics like The Goddamn Patriots, Red Sox and Hoss Radbourne and the Providence Grays. We did manage to talk about songwriting, amp-schlepping, net neutrality, jingles and bearing Ellis Paul’s Love Child and that time we did that thing in Rhode Island all those years ago. It was fun. Don’t take my word for it, listen.
As this podcast posts, The Queen of Quiet is driving through the south bringing the mountain to Mohammed, despite recently placed sharia-phobic statutes. Go to erinmckeown.com to find out exactly where you might drink in this half-pint of sweet tea, and as always, remember that you matter.
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Couple weeks ago Mike Slo-Mo Brenner and Hoagy Regular-Mo Wing came into the PRHQPCS and layed it down with me. We discussed Mike’s old bands and his new obsession with the Chaturangi, an indian slide guitar. It made me feel multi-cultural as fuck just to chat with mike. And though we didn’t get into his, “Hanging out backstage with Steve Earle” stories, We did stumble on a charming Steve Albini anecdotes, as well as adventures in crossing the street in india. Go see Mike with No Good Sister or John Train.