Edit: Somehow the wrong file got uploaded so that has been fixed. Also, I am aware that I say episode 105 in the podcast. That is because after recording the file was unavailable to me and I had to do another episode in it's place. Perhaps I'll fix it one day in a bog brother overdub sort of way.
This is yet another continuation of episode 103, the third in a row featuring music from the late 70s to the early 80s and it's just more great music. This time I opted to only speak once at the very beginning so you got that going for ya.
Devo - Beautiful World
Wall Of Voodoo - Mexican Radio
Elvis Costello - Watching The Detectives
The Specials - A Message To You, Rudy
The Police - Message In A Bottle
The Cars - Just What I Needed
INXS - Don't Change
The Fixx - Stand Or Fall
Midnight Oil - Dead Heart
The Ruts - Staring At The Rude Boys
Ten For Tuesday is a podcast dedicated to playing the music I couldn't find anywhere else. The music I like varies from style to style, genre to genre and era to era. You will hear punk, ska, rock, Americana, metal, country, rockabilly and more from all over the world. It doesn't matter if it's a major label or indie as long as I like it then it gets played. The motto is Less Talk More Music which means you won't hear me waxing poetic for fifteen minutes between songs. At TFT its all about the music...and me of course.
Email: tenfortuesday@gmail.com Twitter:@notmovingpics
Blog: www.notmovingpictures.blogspot.com
Old Episodes can be found by going to www.archive.org and searching for Ten For Tuesday
Written and Published by Don Leach.
May not be used without permission from the author.
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Saturday, January 14, 2017
notmovingpictures Episode 048: Mass Shootings and Back Tracking On Campaign Promises
I was up late, my mind on several things, so I decided to go ahead and record something at the risk of sounding sleep deprived and not very lucid. Normally when news breaks I give it some time for things to settle down before I weigh in. That way some of the hype has died down and a modicum of common sense can be appreciated. Sometimes. On this night though I felt like talking about the Ft Lauderdale Airport shooting as well as Donald Trump backing out of another of his campaign promises, as was to be expected. He's a conman who tricked his way into the presidency. He just told bigger lies than the career politicians.
Opening music: Alloy - Live To See The Day
Closing music: Vox Populi - Everything
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Twitter: @notmovingpics
Blog: notmovingpictures.blogspot.com
Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.
Opening music: Alloy - Live To See The Day
Closing music: Vox Populi - Everything
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Twitter: @notmovingpics
Blog: notmovingpictures.blogspot.com
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Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Ten For Tuesday Episode 105
I had plans to have this episode ready so that I could upload it while I was in Peru. That didn't happen thanks to less than dependable Wi-Fi, tourist illness and a lot of other things. But now I am back in the U.S. and hopefully the illness is behind me so it's time to catch up on everything I've left waiting in the wings. The good news is I got a ton of Peruvian punk and metal while down there so soon I'll be digitizing it for future episodes. As for this one, well it's an eclectic mix so show it some love, alright?
The Black Black - The Plan Is There Is No Plan
Low Fat Getting High - No More Feeling
The Zig Zags - Sunken City
Chuck Prophet - Alex Nieto
The Smithereens - Sorry
Teenage Fanclub - Loves Taken Over
Soul Asylum - When I See You
Bob Mould - Hanging Tree
Erica Freas - Please Go Walk In The Rain
Colin Hay - I Want You Back
Ten For Tuesday is a podcast dedicated to playing the music I couldn't find anywhere else. The music I like varies from style to style, genre to genre and era to era. You will hear punk, ska, rock, Americana, metal, country, rockabilly and more from all over the world. It doesn't matter if it's a major label or indie as long as I like it then it gets played. The motto is Less Talk More Music which means you won't hear me waxing poetic for fifteen minutes between songs. At TFT its all about the music...and me of course.
Email: tenfortuesday@gmail.com Twitter:@notmovingpics
Blog: www.notmovingpictures.blogspot.com
Old Episodes can be found by going to www.archive.org and searching for Ten For Tuesday
Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.
The Black Black - The Plan Is There Is No Plan
Low Fat Getting High - No More Feeling
The Zig Zags - Sunken City
Chuck Prophet - Alex Nieto
The Smithereens - Sorry
Teenage Fanclub - Loves Taken Over
Soul Asylum - When I See You
Bob Mould - Hanging Tree
Erica Freas - Please Go Walk In The Rain
Colin Hay - I Want You Back
Ten For Tuesday is a podcast dedicated to playing the music I couldn't find anywhere else. The music I like varies from style to style, genre to genre and era to era. You will hear punk, ska, rock, Americana, metal, country, rockabilly and more from all over the world. It doesn't matter if it's a major label or indie as long as I like it then it gets played. The motto is Less Talk More Music which means you won't hear me waxing poetic for fifteen minutes between songs. At TFT its all about the music...and me of course.
Email: tenfortuesday@gmail.com Twitter:@notmovingpics
Blog: www.notmovingpictures.blogspot.com
Old Episodes can be found by going to www.archive.org and searching for Ten For Tuesday
Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.
Monday, January 9, 2017
Staring At The Stars
Charles, Tommy and me, the three of us decided to get an
apartment together while in college. Tommy knew Charles from high school, they
graduated in the same class and though I knew Charles I didn’t really know him.
Tommy well, that was another thing entirely. He was my best friend, my brother
from other parents. I was two years ahead of both of them and had spent those
two years off and on in college occasionally going to class.
Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.
The place we found to live in was in the southern part of
Tahlequah just off of highway 62. There was a small cluster of one story apartments,
two to a building, all around each other and we got one with a standard three
month lease. On the other side of us were these girls from Tri-Sigma sorority
whom I passively tried to impress by playing my music loud and by laying on the
hood of Tommy’s car at night where I would stare at the stars. I was young and
dumb, what do you expect?
The question to ask though is did it work? Did I impress
them? Since they never spoke to me or even acknowledged my existence I would
say no. Overall the Tri-Sigs were known to be a bit stuck up so perhaps it
wasn’t totally an indication of my lack of importance on the social scale. Yeah,
I can’t even keep a straight face as I type that bull. I wasn’t anybody that
mattered in their world. I was just a nothing occasionally seen but never
heard.
My personality consisted of being a nervous bundle of
insecurity with a bad self-image and very low self-esteem. A single “Hi” from
one of them would have made my year. A
smile accompanying that “Hi” would have had me walking on heights I’d never
known. They didn’t owe me anything of course and that is exactly what they
gave. After all these years I cannot recall any of their names but I’m sure I
knew who they were then.
But those nights spent on the hood of Tommy’s car, now they
were worth remembering. Staring at the stars made me realize how small and
insignificant we all were in the grand scheme of things. It wasn’t just me
feeling the way I did. Somewhere else another person could be having the same
thoughts, doubts and dreams as me. Those stars and the night sky made anything
seem possible. Childhood sci-fi dreams lived on in my vivid imagination as I
stared upward. The future was infinite. Maybe there was somebody out there that
would actually like me for me. I’m talking of the female persuasion here.
What wasn’t infinite however was our time in that apartment.
Before the three month lease was up Charles deserted Tommy and me. He found a
better deal I guess. Tommy and I ended up moving into a two bedroom cabin with our
friends Gary and Chris in a speed trap little speck of a town west of Tahlequah
named Hulbert. It turned out to be a better deal for us too. No rent or
utilities and only a minor infestation of field mice. And when I say minor I’m
understating it on a grand level but it was okay considering everything else.
That part of Tahlequah we lived in is very different today.
The city expanded and grew and that little area disappeared, consumed by the
ever growing hunger of big business and the expanding economy of a college
town. Where we spent those three short months no longer exists except in my
memories. I wonder if anybody else who lived there remembers that place. Even
if it is just an occasional thought every few years or so, it still counts.
Written and Published by Don Leach. May not be used without permission from the author.
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