3 Chords & the Truth
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3 Chords and the Truth: Don't let it go
March 07, 2014 10:19 PM PST
What's all the fuss about?
Well, I guess it's about the Big Show, and apparently Hollywood is pretty excited about it.
Why is that? Well, I guess you'll have to listen to find out.
BE FOREWARNED, though. If you do, you won't be able to let it go. And if we're lucky, the attention will do for 3 Chords & the Truth what it did for Adele Dazeem . . .er, Idina Menzel.
It's Theo Cloirk Alfred Thompseen 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.3 Chords and the Truth: A fool for music
February 28, 2014 09:41 PM PST
Let me tell you about this week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth before I succumb to sleep deprivation.
Let me tell you something else -- it starts out with tractor punk, then moves into disco and doo-wop and '60s pop. And then the Big Show gets interesting.
THAT IS ALL. Except that there may be a little something in there from one fool to another. And if you aren't already a fool for the happeningest musical spot on the Internets . . . what the hell is wrong with you?
I pity the fool who ain't a fool for this here podcast.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
(thud)3 Chords and the Truth: Beats shoveling a giant Icee
February 20, 2014 10:00 PM PST
This edition of the Big Show didn't turn out too bad, considering right beforehand I was shoveling the World's Largest Icee out of our driveway before it could freeze over tonight.
The World's Biggest Icee is what you get when it snows hard when it's above freezing. A major case of This Sucks is what you get when you're shoveling slush.
Let's just say this week's 3 Chords & the Truth is a big improvement over that. I mean, what would you rather do? Shovel tons of a flavorless, melting slushie spilled across the landscape by a meteorological 3-year-old, or sit in a warm diner, listening to the best jukebox in the world?
HEY, KID! If you don't know what a jukebox is . . . come on in and get educated. The coffee's fine and the music's better.
Yep, come on in to the Big Show. It beats the hell out of the alternative.
Especially when the alternative is shoveling slush in February. (Really, the show's exceptional this week. And every week. But especially this week.)
IT'S 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.3 Chords and the Truth: The canon of Pete
February 07, 2014 11:12 PM PST
This edition of the Big Show starts with a big set -- which is just a small portion of the Canon of Pete.
And the canon of the late Pete Seeger is a big part of the lexicon of American popular music . . . and American folk music . . . and American protest music.
Or, to be succinct, American music.
I knew that first long set would be good. What I wasn't prepared for was how good it is in the actual listening. I mean, you know, but then you hear what you've pieced together and . . . you know.
NOW, there's lots of other good stuff on 3 Chords & the Truth this go around, but I think I'll just let you listen to find out what that might be.
I prefer not to think of the Big Show as just a music program on the Internets. I prefer to think of it as what it really is -- and what radio ought to be, once was and rarely is anymore -- and that is an adventure.
I think Peter Seeger would have approved of that.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.3 Chords and the Truth: Music, magic and martinis
January 25, 2014 11:49 AM PST
Remember when radio could set a mood, even when that wasn't its overt aim?
Remember when listening to the radio in the night, in the dark, could transport you across town . . . or across the continent?
Remember the magic? Remember the variety?
Remember classy music, grown-ups behind the microphone and a world that wasn't quite your own but nevertheless held this mysterious allure, whether you could admit it back in the day or not?
Remember back in the day?
Your Mighty Favog does, for he is old . . . ish. And 3 Chords & the Truth does, too, this week, for we at the Big Show are in a mood.
YES, we love our rock 'n' roll here, and our country, too, but sometimes . . . sometimes we really miss this stuff. In the '60s and '70s, folks my age thought this was "old people's music."
Now, it's kind of like a security blanket, realizing as we do that we are today's "old people." It's also memories, magic and music in the night, wafting through the airwaves from arcoss town or across the country.
You can't put that in an iPod or a smart phone, though, by God, this week 3 Chords & the Truth is gonna try. Being that's the only option we have these days.
MAYBE this episode of the Big Show should be called "Music, Magic and Martinis in the Night." Whatever you call it, just call it a fine listening experience.
Especially with a martini in the night.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.3 Chords and the Truth: Favog! Favog!
January 17, 2014 09:57 PM PST
That's all we've been hearing lately, thanks to the buzz, the meme and the hype over Peyton Manning's favorite snap-count indicator.
The Broncos' quarterback has started something, and it ain't in "Denver! Denver!"
It's in "Omaha! Omaha!" The city 3 Chords & the Truth calls Home! Home!
I WONDER whether the Denver chamber of commerce is as Pissed! Pissed! as ours is Pleased! Pleased!
Mr. Berman, we're ready for our close-up.
On its face, this has nothing to do with this week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth, which is as good a music show as Archie's baby boy is a pro quarterback. Except. . . .
The Big Show -- especially this week, being we're all rejuvenated after a post-holiday break -- is so bleedin' good, I think it's only reasonable that Peyton (contra "Omaha! Omaha!") ought to be checking to "Favog! Favog!"
YOU SAY I'm an egomaniac. I say I'd be saving the Denver QB two precious syllables every time. That could be the difference between a touchdown and a delay of game penalty. Think about it.
And while you're thinking about the wisdom of my words, why don't you download this week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth? I guarantee you'll be just as blown away as the average defensive coordinator trying to figure out how to stop Peyton Manning on a Sunday afternoon.
Tune in to Omaha! Omaha! when it's Music! Music! you love, because that's where you'll find little ol' me and the Big Show.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha! Aloha!Four Songs: Yesterday Once More
March 21, 2008 12:40 AM PDT
This week on Four Songs: five songs. It was necessary, one of the songs is by John Denver, and a "make good" was in order.
IN MY DEFENSE, I didn't pick the music. That was done according to what was hot with the record-buying public . . . in April 1975. Unfortunately, John Denver's "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" was big back then.
Unsurprisingly, I would have picked differently. But they don't let 14-year-old kids program Top-40 radio stations, and that's how old I was when this episode of Four Songs was done. Live. Through the facilities of the Big 91, WLCS radio in Baton Rouge, La.
In all its amplitude-modulated glory.
And glorious it was. So glorious that I was sitting at the kitchen table, early the morning of April 17, 1975, with my portable reel-to-reel tape recorder patched into the earphone jack of my clock radio to preserve a piece of WLCS forever.
It was a Thursday. Gary King was the morning man.
WLCS was one of Baton Rouge's two Top-40 blowtorches. Radio 13 -- WIBR -- was the other. 'IBR had some great jocks, and a friend of mine even was a part-timer there when I was in high school . . . but I was an 'LCS man.
No offense to WIBR.
Of course, by 1976, I was firmly in the camp of Loose Radio (WFMF during its album-oriented rock salad days). But I'll always love Double-U ELLLLLLL CEE Ess . . . even though it died in 1983, a few months after I married a KOIL woman from Omaha.
And if you're under, say, 30, you're not getting this conversation at all, are you?
LET ME EXPLAIN. Once upon a time, there was this thing called radio -- AM radio -- and we listened to it on "transistors," which were like iPods, only affordable. And better.
An iPod only can bring you the few hundred songs you load into it after illegally downloading them off the Internet or legally buying them on iTunes. But a transistor radio, that could bring you the world, baby.
All for free. And without the threat of a lawsuit by the music cops.
The world first came to my bedroom on a transistor radio tuned to WLCS. I also could tune in the whole wide world on WIBR, or maybe WTIX in New Orleans -- and sometimes KAAY through the ether from Little Rock at night -- but I mostly dug those rhythm and blues . . . and rock 'n' roll . . . and countrypolitan . . . and a bit of ring-a-ding-ding, too, on the Big 91.
What it was, was the breadth of American popular culture at my fingertips. And British Invasion, too.
Never was education so fun. I turned on the radio just to listen to some tunes, and I found myself under the spell of a thousand different tutors -- friendly voices from morning to overnight -- playing for me the breadth of musical expression . . . or at least the musical expression that charted well. It is because of 'LCS, 'IBR, 'TIX (and later, 'FMF) that this Catholic Boy has catholic tastes.
Your iPod is cool and all, but it can't do that.
SEE, THE DEAL IS that I can't repay the debt I owe to WLCS, for one. I can't repay the debt I owe to Gary King, that friendly morning voice on this episode of Four Songs.
For a spell there, King's was the voice I woke up to, got ready for school to and ate breakfast to. He played the hits and told me what the weather was outside, and Gene Perry gave the news at the top and bottom of the hour.
Back in the day, radio was a well-rounded affair.
King's also was the friendly voice that answered the studio line when an awkward teen-ager in junior-high hell would call to request a song. And his was the friendly voice that would take time to chat for a bit when that kid -- or his mother -- sometimes thought he had nothing better to do . . . like put on a morning show.
I didn't know it then, and Gary King (real name: Gary Cox) probably didn't know it, either, but what he was doing was being Christ, in a sense, to a lonely kid and his -- come to think of it -- lonely mother. I shudder to think what one of today's "morning zoo" shows would do with rich material like me and Mama.
That is, if they answered the studio line at all.
Via the AM airwaves, I made a human connection with WLCS and Gary King. I needed that. We all need that. And you can't get that from your iPod, though some of us will try to give it, because you have to work with what you have.
BEFORE APRIL 1975 was done, Gary King was gone. He originally was from Kentucky, and one day the call came from WAKY, the Top-40 powerhouse in Louisville that Gary grew up listening to.
On his last show, Gary's ending bit was "convincing" Gene Perry that he could catch a bullet in his teeth if the newsman would just help him out on the gun end. It didn't work as planned . . . which means it worked perfectly in radio's "theater of the mind."
I think I shed a tear or two.
And a couple of years later, I was learning the ropes at WBRH, Baton Rouge High's student-run FM station. And 33 years later -- after various pit stops on the air and hot off the press -- here we are at Revolution 21, trying to figure out what "radio" will be in this new millennium . . . right here on the Internet.
Thanks, Gary. I can't repay you in full, but maybe this will make a nice down payment.On dem first day of Christmas . . .
February 13, 2008 12:52 AM PST
Here's another special audio presentation: A bit of nostalgia recorded off the TV in the early '70s in Baton Rouge.
I remembered this recording when I heard of the death of Jules d'Hemecourt, a journalism professor when I was in school at LSU . . . and the man behind "The Cajun 12 Days of Christmas" when he was news director at Channel 33 in Baton Rouge.
This must have been recorded by me, off the air, sometime around Christmas 1973. Maybe '74. D'Hemecourt, who also was the Channel 33 news anchor at the time, introduces the recording on a holiday newscast.
Back in the day.
Enjoy.The tale of the tape
March 21, 2007 01:33 PM PDT
Here's a special audio presentation -- don't worry, the podcast will post as usual Friday -- from Revolution 21. I thought you just might want to hear this . . . a ghost in the machine, as it were.
What it is, is a recording of legendary Alabama radio host Joe Rumore from Oct. 28, 1949 on WVOK, Birmingham. And it's an extraordinary look back 58 years across the tidal wave of change and cultural revolution that radically transformed America.
It's a look at who we used to be, and at a kinder, more gentle and humane era of broadcasting that -- to today's ears -- sounds like a just-received transmission across many light-years of interstellar space from a star system far, far away.
You can read more about it on "Revolution 21's Blog for the People" at http://revolution-21.blogspot.com/2007/03/way-we-were-1949.html.
I'M THE MIGHTY FAVOG, and welcome to Revolution 21 . . . and its freeform show, 3 CHORDS & THE TRUTH. 3 Chords & the Truth is good music and a good time. 3C&T shares the Revolution 21 empire with Revolution 21's Blog for the People, which -- like the show -- is a mixture of the sacred and the secular. The serious and the foolish. Rock . . . and roll. And blues in the night.
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