I don’t often get into deeply personal stuff on this show but for episode 69 I will make a rare exception.  My Amar’e Stoudemire headphones broke into pieces during the recording of this program and it’s hard for me to put into words how upsetting this is.  You can keep your Koss, your Beyer-Dynamics, your Sennheiser cans.  True audiophiles know that Amar’e Stoudemire Skullcandy headphones are the real shit.  Or at least they were before they broke into pieces.
 
 All of that said, much the way Amar’e Stoudamire dealt with adversity during his playing career, battling thru myriad injuries, I somehow worked thru the tears and managed to complete a show that I think ranks somewhere in the top 65 of those recorded to date.  But I don’t want to toot my own horn so much, I would rather let history be the judge. 

A guided tour of the world's 17th biggest landfill isn't quite what it's cracked up to be. Though to be honest, no one really built it up that much.  There's an old saying, "one man's garbage is pretty much straight up garbage" and we're going to try our best to find whoever was responsible for this unhelpful statement. 

I don't know if this has anything to do with my being hospitalized from physical attacks 2 weeks running, but I've been informed this program's producer and social media director are not coming in this today, citing a dangerous working environment.  This has echoes of Shawn Michaels in 1994 if you ask me, but hey, I'm an adult with 4 whole months of college and I'm pretty sure I can figure out how this stuff works.  Besides, as i explained to them on the telephone earlier, they have absolutely nothing to be afraid of --- no one is coming for them.  They're non-entities.  The only person around here important enough to be bludgeoned into silence is me. 

So you know how there’s some online radio hosts who promise they’re gonna take you on some kind of a “musical journey”, one where they don’t need a map?

I’m sure that sounds exciting to those of you with no imaginations or life experiences to speak of, but take it from someone that’s been around the block a few times. For starters, journeys suck (much like the band) and as much fun as tooling around sans a map sounds, invariably you end somewhere in the woods with no petrol. Before long, you’re greeted by a hulking individual who thinks your Stephon Marbury sneakers circa 2008 have some sort of life-force they must appropriate and next thing you know, you’re tied naked to a tree.

At least that’s how I remember it.

Anyhow, rest assured, I’VE GOT A ROADMAP. When you take a ride with me for two hours, I know EXACTLY where I’m going. To Footlocker. To replace those shoes.

I'm not quite sure how I managed to produce this week's episode. Several days ago, I had an unfortunate encounter with several large individuals at a local drinking establishment who took great exception to my (loud) insistence that Jerry Reed was both the author and singer of :"Junk Food Junkie" and said condition was the cause of his passing. 

For starters, I was incorrect (the song was performed by Larry Groce) and I deeply regret my inflammatory remarks. Especially because I am now eating several dozen anti-inflammatories a day after my glassed were smashed, my shins were kicked and i was struck in a very sensitive area (alright, the face) with what was either a serving tray or a novelty clock made from a warped Alien Ant Farm album. 

This week's show was inspired by the above incident, even if I was incapable of discussing it openly (ie. I'm not really able to do much right now besides moan and groan). 

The 64th episode of this program concerns Oklahoma City's infamous, 90 year old Hotel Skirvin, an establishment several visiting NBA squads have claimed is a hotbed of paranormal activity.  Coincidently, Nets PG Kyrie Irving --- who accused the Skirvin of being infested with bed bugs, is producing a film on the subject (the paranormal activity, not the bedbugs).and got the entire hotel staff to sign agreements forbidding discussion with other outlets, including this one. 
 
 But that’s all good because KYRIE BE DAMNED, I’ve secured an interview with Bell Environmental’s beloved ROSCOE THE BED BED DOG.  Pandemic concerns prevented Roscoe from inspecting the Skirvin personally, but given that he’s an expert on the subject, I can promise he had a lot to share.  At least some superstars aren’t so allergic to the media, eh Kyrie?

this week we look back on the violent 2006 encounter between Axl Rose and Tommy Hilfiger that made the cover of the NY Post and was quickly forgotten about because, well, chances are there was something more important to worry about.  Why is it none of the major (or minor) MMA organizations have sought to organize a rematch?  Has no one explored the possibility that Hiliger -- secretly a fan of old-school rock journalism -- took exception to G'n'R's 1991 challenge to the music press powers that be, “Get In The Ring" (although it also took him 15 years to do something about it).

This week, we mark the 7th anniversary of the highly controversial "NOISE TABLE 4 SALE" Craiglist post that continues to reverberate to this day. Thought by some to be a cheap joke at the expense of fledgling experimental musicians, in reality, this incident highlighted the cruel realities of the noise table trafficking networks that continue to permeate our major cities. While authorities and Craigslist alike have taken steps to curtail such posts ever since, can any of us imagine what has happened to the table in question.

There's also some music this. You can't really have a show that's 100% grim, at least that's what I learned at the Connecticut Broadcasting School.

With the extra time afforded by recording last week's show a few days early, I've been binge-watching "Hunter" (former LA Rams standout Fred Dryer as a (very) poor man's Dirty Harry), the Lifetime Channel's NXIVM saga, ": A Mother's Fight to Save Her Daughter" (I suspect they've used that title before) and re-familiarizing myself with the proper methods and protocols for siphoning gasoline from a neighbor's vehicle. And somehow, I still managed to program 2 + hours of world-class selections, interspersed with effervescent commentary on the events of the day (ie. my neighbor's reaction to seeing me siphon gasoline from their car).

for this week's episode, i attempt (and fail) to get to the bottom of why John Salley's searing 2011 interview with Ed Asner for the latter's inexplicably short-lived "Game On!" series is not mentioned in either thespian (or in Saley's case, thespian-basketball player's) Wikipedia entry.  Even stranger, "Game On!" is not currently available via any streaming service. Shouldn’t there be streaming provider devoted to this sort of thing, kind of like Light In The Attic? Maybe they could take this up — it would surely reach a more savvy audience than the Black Angels covering Roky Erickson.  I don’t know if this is a million dollar idea, but it’s absolutely a thousand dollar idea and who amongst us couldn’t use an extra thousand dollars. 
 
 There’s some music this week as well, mostly because John Salley’s interviews are pretty short.  STAND BACK AND LEARN, DAVID SUSSKIND.