Saturday, April 5, 2025

Out In The Open (TOTR 494)

-originally aired on WTTU 88.5 FM The Nest on Saturday, April 5, 2025
-Our special guest today is professor Kinsey Simone, in cooperation with the Mad Topics event taking place today at Tennessee Tech:
-Listen to audio archive/podcast version here:

-all views only represent the host, interviewees, & the artists played, never the student managers or the Communication department or the university

Katrina & the Waves - Walking On Sunshine
The Beatles - Here Comes The Sun
The Beach Boys - Good Vibrations
Bill Withers - Lovely Day
American Authors - Best Day of My Life
U2 - Beautiful Day
Sara Bareilles - Brave
Miley Cyrus - The Climb
Bruno Mars - Count On Me
Coldplay - A Sky Full Of Stars
James Bay - Let It Go
Alexi Murdoch - Breathe
Ben E. King - Stand By Me 
Brian Johnson & Jenn Johnson - You’re Gonna Be OK
fun. - Carry On
Snow Patrol - Crack The Shutters
Elbow - One Day Like This
jeremy messersmith - We All Do Better When We All Do Better
Redbird - Ooh La La
Pixie & the Partygrass Boys - Be Kind
My Morning Jacket - Out In The Open
Bill Withers - Lean On Me
Sam Cooke - (What A) Wonderful World 
 

Wednesday, March 26, 2025

What it "is": fascinating lifelong fandom, celebrating sobriety & self-care, & singing along to all the songs on the latest from My Morning Jacket

 

[the author of this think-piece celebrating 20 years of My Morning Jacket fandom]

Serious music fandom for me is a strange & marvelous thing. With so many bands & artists that I follow at an addictive level, sometimes you just have to step off the rocking-&-rolling psychedelic treadmill, sometimes you need a break from the upside-down & twirly ride with one superfan sensation, just to catch your breath & explore other things. 


Two decades in, now seems the perfect time to take stock of my love for My Morning Jacket, which has preoccupied almost all of my 21st century. My Morning Jacket have been with me for 20 years, since their big breakout album “Z,” with its glorious moody sonics, so much reverb & psych vibe in an indie rock package. These warm fuzzy envelopes of vibration meant that the critics attributed to them the illustrious claim of  “America’s Radiohead,” shared with groups like Wilco.

My journey into heavy Jacket fandom lined up with attending as many shows as humanly possible & it all corresponded for me with the last leg of a 20-year drug-&-booze-bender, by the end of my 30s & the end of the “aughts,”  it was a devious mixture of hard liquor & magic mushrooms & so much more. The Jacket were a sweet soundtrack when the drinking & drugging went sour.  I drove countless hours south just to black-out & forgot much more than the setlist.


By 2009, the Jacket were still there for me with the ascension of a song like “Gideon” to the choir hymnal of a new life, when I embraced the lifestyle of a clean-&-sober-music fan, & I would have religious experiences with songs like “Circuital” or “Compound Fracture.” “Wonderful” was the way I was feeling. But as much as spiritual seeker & a collective shaman for us all, I had no idea that the author of “Wonderful” was sometimes feeling much less than wonderful.


Fast forward to September 2024. Someone in “the business” whispered this to me: “Everyone in the band is sober, they are happier than they’ve ever been, & the new album is ready to go.” At first, I wasn’t sure if all that was public information, but now that I have heard Jim speak openly about it in interviews, I am comfortable to say it is.


This first whisper about the mental health evolution of the band was around the time of the Jacket’s fall co-headline tour with Nathaniel Rateliff & the Night Sweats, & I caught three electrifying shows, & I really felt my love for this band rekindling. I had never fallen out of love with the Jacket, but they were not in daily listening rotation. “Waterfall 2” (2020) & “Self-Titled” (2021) are strong in their own right, but I didn’t find myself fully freaking out for them, as I did on the entire run from “Z” through “Waterfall.” In some ways “Evil Urges” & “Circuital” were albums that truly became part of my blood & bones & entire being. 


When my friend told me all that about sobriety & happiness, I was intrigued & excited. Now that I have listened to Jim unburdening & opening his heart in a few different interviews, I am grateful & enthralled. The days of welcoming “is” into my world & anticipating another tour have been entirely energizing, it’s like I am falling in love with the band all over again. 


As I was preparing to share about my absolute love for the new album on the “Music Nerds Record Club” monthly stream, I stumbled into a brand new episode of the “Depresh Mode” mental health podcast, with Jim as the guest. In the lead-up to the interview, the host referred to Jim as a “recovering alcoholic,” & later in the episode, Jim said that, in fact, everyone in the band is sober. That was the first public disclosure of this that I had heard, confirming those previous whispers, now so open & vulnerable & transparent. It definitely taps into the deeper, soulful, hardcore joy that I am getting from this record. 


On another podcast called “Love is the Author,” host Jaymee Carpenter & Jim James journey deeper into what Jim calls the ocean of consciousness & the Wall of God. This stuff is all the cosmic American things we have come to expect from Jim. The words are super woo-woo, hippy-dippy, love-is-the-answer, ain’t reality trippy. To be clear, I am totally here for it. But on both pods, Jim is also honest about self-loathing, depression, suicidal ideation, & alcoholism. 


The conversations are giant group hugs with the universe, an injection of self-love & broader, humbler perspective. Jim sharing about his own wellness & mental health & sobriety journey is helping me with my similar journey. I feel he is our cosmic sibling, even though I only know him through the music & the interviews & the like.


From those first dips at the listening parties in Nashville two weeks ago, now into several deeper listens on my headphones & good speakers, we are certain that this album has opened a portal in the ceiling of the world, the beams of light from the top of your head are radiating into the heart of that God-wall. The interaction between all the band-members & their producer Brendan O’Brian seem to have solidified the expansive, electric, eclectic groove. Jim said that 100 ideas were narrowed down to 20 songs to finally evolve into the 40 minutes of material to make the final cut. Musically, the licks & grooves are on fire, the beauty & bounce have me in a full-tilt boogie, I am all up in it, all to the wall, foundation to the sky.

 

I first noticed that the album has a “classic”-Jacket-feeling overall, by which I guess I mean, it has an Evil Urges-meets-Circuital-era allure. The simple title “is” & the album cover of the band members' faces blurred, as they sit together sharing some kind of ground-mind-seance-communion, suggests to me a mature collective of middle-aged rock-n-roll mystics, at peace with the world “as it is,” even as we know the world spins in topsy-turvy chaos. 


My listening to this incredible album contributes to me sharing in this sense of acceptance & joy. I could give into anger & despair, especially now. Not denying that there are seriously shitty things going on in the wider world, but also admitting that music heals & that healed & happy folks are often better equipped to deal with suffering & shameful acts of the powerful. We can control our personal emotional & mental posture & outlook, even & especially now, & still choose to radiate love. This album radiates love. 


The album projects a profound & alluring ambiance that is boundless & bouncy with sprinkles & sparkles of rainbows & sunshine. I think back to some of the expansive rock-soul sounds of the 1970s that I know have inspired Jim James & how the 1970s also felt a bit like an existential apocalypse, but people get back to goodness & grooving. The world might be ending, but it’s time to keep rocking anyways. 


On a review podcast discussing the album, another critic implied that Jim was trying to be a “psychedelic Marvin Gaye,” suggesting in his somewhat smug tone, as if this were somehow a bad thing. The soulful radio-friendly aspect of recent Jacket & even the Jim solo records, these are good things. Cosmic Kermit the Frog & Psychedelic Marvin Gaye: I am here for it. 


As the 40-minute listen concludes on the back stretch, things get scruffier & jammier but we are entirely elevated, soaring throughout, with not a single track to skip.  When I attended the advance listening parties, I was on my feet & dancing for the entirety of both listens that when too quickly. Now that this is my permanent soundtrack on headphones or cranking from the speakers, I am leaping for joy like Puck or Peter Pan defying the impending doom. My long walks, I take “is.” Dancing with my sweetie & fellow Jacket fan around the family room, we need “is.” Spinning in circles in the grass on the campus where I work, I am probably listening to “is.”


I have heard others say this: we need album-opener “Out in the Open” as-an opening song at opening night of the tour in Chattanooga or especially on the first night at One Big Holiday. That tracks, as this song is a barefoot-in-the-sand, organic beach jam, images of trees & water & sun, rivers flowing, hearts swirling throughout. It starts as a noodly slow burn, then blossoms into sunbursts & shines. I imagine people twirling fire or juggling glowsticks at the show. From that flowery sweet song, you bump right into “Half a Lifetime” with its funky feels, with the striking image of a “motorpsycho prison” & “hard rock vision.” 


Then there is “Everyday Magic” which “casts spells” & rides a “ripple in the fabric of all space time” & ultimately reminds us that we “can’t do it alone.” The sweet soulfulness of the entire record really simmers on this one & the next one, “I Can Hear Your Love.”  


“Beginning from the Ending” is a mellow meditation that starts out slow to contemplate the meaning of all existence, in the way that Jim does as a songwriting-speciality. Singing about the deeper purposes & paradoxes of life throughout, the song builds from a subtly strummed opening to a crashing crescendo with the reliable reminder that “Love was all that mattered.” 


“Lemme Know” is a chugging twinkling banger that opens doors, considers an earth lost as dust & an ocean of forgiveness. Jim’s lyrics & singing cultivate an admission & an acceptance of how things are simultaneously messed up & beautiful in this beautiful terrible world.


“Die for It” will probably be a real face-melter live. This is one of those tracks (not the first by any stretch) where I feel like Jim & Carl have some Plant & Page chemistry, blustering & blistering out their own careening into classic rock mythology. Are there some weird echoey effects on Jim’s voice in this one? Carl’s guitar goes crazy! Am I tripping, no, I am sober & it’s only 4:30pm in the afternoon or maybe it’s 9:00am in the morning. I can’t wait to hear this one in person. I want to hear all of these in-person.

I am sad the album is already almost over at this point, but “River Road” invites us inside whatever this journey has been. I want to light candles to this song, even though it is daytime. This song is a heart-mind-body coming home song, perfect album closer on a sizzling crescendo.  


The first two listens at the listening party came inside to the tender heart, changed me to my core, elevated me in my spirit that needed the distraction from the impending implosion-of-society. Yes, I was that guy standing by the speaker on the Grimeys new-releases aisle both dancing & scribbling in my notebook. The last words I wrote were WOW! WOW! WOW! Several listens later, I cannot shake the smile on my face, cannot stop singing, cannot stop saying WOW! WOW! WOW! 


It was a long week of waiting between the listening party & album release, thank goodness that I was traveling & distracted by other music. Then it was the official first day of spring, yes the spring equinox. This album is the new day, the new light, the new era of My Morning Jacket. 


With spring & fall tours, I said I was only going to buy a couple of tickets. Now I am buying a lot more tickets. My Jacket fandom is on serious fire. Pack the car, bring snacks & your sweetheart. Waste money on merch. Get there early, stay until after the house-lights come up. See you out there. Much love.

Andrew/Sunfrog

March 2025




Saturday, March 22, 2025

Mississippi (TOTR 493)

 


-originally aired on WTTU 88.5 FM The Nest on Saturday, March 22, 2025

-episode audio archive posted after the live show

-all views only represent the host, interviewees, & the artists played, never the student managers or the Communication department or the university

Parchman Prison Prayer - Parchman Prison Blues

Fannie Lou Hamer - Keep Your Lamps Trimmed & Burning
Robert Johnson - Last Fair Deal Gone Down

Andrew/Sunfrog - Drive Through The Delta

Mississippi John Hurt - Do Lord Remember Me 

Warren Gently - Walking Blues

Lucious Spiller - Walk with Me Lord 

Mississippi John Hurt - Coffee Blues

Mississippi John Hurt - Corrina, Corrina

Mississippi John Hurt - Make Me A Pallet On Your Floor

Heavy Drunk & Watermelon Slim - Church Bells (Little Zion)

Heavy Drunk & Watermelon Slim - BluesLand Theme Park

Heavy Drunk & Watermelon Slim - Road Food Cheap Motels

Roy Edwin Williams - Early Morning Blues

Jessie May Hemphill - Black Cat Bone

Charlie Musselwhite - Blues Gave Me A Ride
JW Francis - Swooning
JW Francis - Cars

JW Francis - I’m Down, Whatever

JW Francis - Mississippi 

Bob Dylan - Only A Pawn In Their Game

Phil Ochs - Ballad of Medgar Evers
Rees Shad - Ain’t That The Way

The Devils Makes Three - Spirits

Jesse Welles - War is a God

Jesse Welles - Fear is the Mind Killer 

Jesse Welles - Simple Gifts

David Rovics - Mahmoud Khalil

David Rovics - God Bless The USA


Saturday, March 15, 2025

No. 1 Fan (TOTR 492)


 -originally aired on WTTU 88.5 FM The Nest on Saturday, March 15, 2025

-episode audio archive posted after the live show

-to revive the myths & legacies of Michigan bands Spahn Ranch & Majesty Crush, Henry Boyer & Hobey Echlin join the show today; this is the 6th in a series of shows situated primarily in the 1990s, to coincide with this semester’s “American Mixtape” class

-all views only represent the host, interviewees, & the artists played, never the student managers or the Communication department or the university


Joy Division - Wilderness

The Cure - Fascination Street

The Jesus And Mary Chain - Head On

The Verve - Slide Away

His Name Is Alive - Home Is In Your Head

Laughing Hyenas - Life of Crime

Jane’s Addiction - Mountain Song

Cocteau Twins - Lorelai

The Sugarcubes - Birthday

Jesus Jones - Right Here Right Now

Majesty Crush - Uma

Majesty Crush - No. 1 Fan
Spahn Ranch - Atonement
Spahn Ranch - Thickly Settled

Majesty Crush - Seine

Majesty Crush - Cicciolina

Majesty Crush - Penny for Love

Majesty Crush - Sunny Pie 

New Order - Temptation

Spahn Ranch - So Be It
Spahn Ranch - Withering Rye

Majesty Crush - Seles

Sunday, March 9, 2025

“Thank you for singing the things we all want to say”: the one-man revolution of Jesse Welles

 


When Jesse Welles sold out tickets for his one night at the Basement East in about one day, I wonder if anyone considered adding two nights at the Ryman, too? When Jesse Welles took the stage at 8:30pm promptly, without an opening act, I tried to forget about buying two over-priced after-market tickets at the last minute (just in case the first one didn’t work). Then, once I was gratefully in the door, I was sending screenshots of the second ticket to strangers I met in a Facebook group, hoping one might use it. When Jesse Welles took the stage, my first thought was one I might have mumbled out loud: “He’s real. He’s not just the singer on my phone.”  


Jesse Welles has taken on the world with a prolific catalog of tracks first-released to the thousands, sometimes millions of views, on TikTok, YouTube, Facebook, Instagram, wherever you get your daily dosage of the daily news sung directly to your brain to disrupt your daily doom-scroll. In passionate & prolific contrast to the likes of Oliver Anthony, Welles wields a more pure & passionate lefty populism not so easily co-opted by a country & an industry that instantly made Anthony a right-wing caricature of himself. 

“Generational Tik tok Protest Singer” might be too fine a point & much more than any man of the moment can handle, but after feeling the palpable energy in that packed room in East Nashville on a Saturday in early March, that energy flowing between Welles & the crowd as tangible sparks of revolution & joy, I prayed to every possible force in the universe that Jesse Welles is no passing prophet, no gotcha gimmick, no here-today gone-tomorrow enigma to somehow get lost & maybe rediscovered in 50 years like Rodriguez was on Searching for Sugar Man. What if they had TikTok in urban Detroit when those first Rodriguez records got swallowed into the void so many decades ago?

It is actually an understatement to say that God (or the Universe or whatever) sent us Jesse Welles for such a time as this. 

The John Prine-meets-Phil Ochs-meets Bob Dylan comparisons are flying as they should. When Welles sings songs like “Knockin On Heaven’s Door” & “Have You Ever Seen The Rain” faithfully & unironically like at your uncle’s bonfire & keg party, we know that he knows in which river he wades. But we also hear elements of Billy Bragg & Frank Turner, Utah Phillips & Willi Carlisle. I don’t think I’d necessarily call Jesse Welles folk-punk, but his entire songwriting & performing reality is steeping in a deliciously defiant courage & charisma that some have called “punk AF.” 

So accustomed we are to entire audiences of audible yakety-yak all-yammering nonsense between songs, I am struck by the silence at the breaks between tracks, like in church or at a really good PhD lecture. So when people shout things into that tender abyss, Jesse hears & responds. One person yells “Jesse For President,” at which point we get one of the few stories of the night. He mentions how RFK Junior begged him to play at a rally. At that moment, I could feel all the tummies & anuses in the room clench in unison while we waited for him to finish the bit. We all untethered our clench & sighed in relief, when he confessed that he never answered the messages from RFK, then proceeded to make a poor-taste off-color jab at the entire Kennedy clan. 

Then someone says loudly: “Thank you for singing the things we all want to say.” That was so beautiful that I immediately typed it into the setlist document that I always keep on my phone when at a show. Yes, times are scary. Yes, you could lose your job for being too outspoken, so it is more than refreshing & invigorating to feel-everything-in-your-bones with someone whose entire job is being this outspoken. 
But when the woman said that, Jesse replied, “You mean, like Turtles?” This being a reference to his song about, yes, turtles. In addition to all his brave & blood-burning protest songs, Jesse Welles has an entire EP of all-natural feral-friendly Doctor Dolittle jams. On “All Creatures Great & Small,” he also has songs about Bugs, Trees, Squirrels, Whales, & Autumn. This could be a children’s album in the same spirit as Pete Seeger or John Denver, who actually gets a shout-out in the song “Let It Be Me.” I can even catch the vibe of early Ray Stevens’ songs in the Welles’ catalog, before Ray took a sharp right turn, something I hope that never happens to Jesse Welles. 

As I was sitting down to type-up these reflections on last night’s show, I might have let Reddit suck my brain into one of the countless Welles threads, this one where people wanted to debate whether he was left or right or both or neither in terms of his politics. Somebody said he is down versus up, which makes sense. Another said he is definitely left, but since we also have no real offline political left in this country, Jesse’s leftism might be harder to identify, since most folks have probably never met a real leftist. 

Jesse Welles knows me & knows my heart, puts words to everything I am feeling every morning when I wake up. He captures the need for class war in songs like “Walmart” & “The Poor.” His unapologetic anti-war messaging in “War is A God” & “War Isn’t Murder” are so pointed & poignant, so needed & frankly overdue. 
I don’t think the cranky obnoxious peace-creep that was the Catholic Worker vegetarian-anarchist-pacifist Ammon Hennacy needed to be the “one man revolution in America” that Utah Phillips invokes in his track with Ani DiFranco about Hennacy. But in lieu of everyone everywhere joining the needed revolution against war, pollution, & greed, we might be stuck with a few more years of “one man” or “one woman” or one person revolutions, for times such as these, while the earth groans in anticipation.

Jesse Welles is a one-singer revolution in music & in life, he speaks to & for us. In his stage persona, he seems entirely comfortable in his own skin, leaning hard into his truest self when singing our hearts out of hiding & into these moments where we all feel empowered & seen. -Andrew/Sunfrog
.....written while chugging the morning after the show coffee on 3/9/25

Jesse Welles 

Basement East 

Nashville 

3-8-2025

Solo acoustic:

Fat

WalMart

Whistle Boeing

Fentanyl

United Health

Cancer

The Poor

See Arkansas 

Gilgamesh 

Turtles 

That Can’t Be Right

New Moon

Knockin On Heaven's Door (Dylan)

Saint Steve Irwin 

Let It Be Me

Anything But Me

 Bugs 

With band (bass & drums & Jesse):

I'm Sorry

Domestic Error 

Horses

God, Abraham, & Xanax

Have You Ever Seen The Rain (CCR)

Wheel

Fear is the Mind Killer

Encore 

Middle

War Isn't Murder


Saturday, March 8, 2025

New Beginning (TOTR 491)

-originally aired on WTTU 88.5 FM The Nest on Saturday, March 8, 2025

-episode audio archive posted after the live show

-to celebrate International Women’s Day, this special episode features an interview with Dr. Helen Hunt from the Tennessee Tech Women’s Center; it is the 5th in a series of shows situated primarily in the 1990s, to coincide with this semester’s “American Mixtape” class

-all views only represent the host, interviewees, & the artists played, never the student managers or the Communication department or the university

Tracy Chapman - New Beginning
Meshell Ndegeocello - Beautiful
Meshell Ndegeocello - Who Is He and What Is He to You
Fleming & John - Rain All Day
Fleming & John - I’m Not Afraid
Maria McKee - I’m Not Listening
10,000 Maniacs - These Are Days
Natalie Merchant - Kind & Generous
Natalie Merchant - Wonder
Indigo Girls - Chickenman 
Indigo Girls - Don’t Give That Girl A Gun
Indigo Girls - Fugitive
Indigo Girls - Southland In The Springtime
Shawn Colvin - Tennessee 
Shawn Colvin - Sunny Came Home
Jewel - Who Will Save Your Soul
The Chicks - Give It Up or Let Me Go
Neko Case & Her Boyfriends - Thanks A Lot
Sarah McLachlan - Hold On
Sarah McLachlan - Building A Mystery
Sarah McLachlan - Angel 

 

Saturday, March 1, 2025

Scared (TOTR 490)

 

-originally aired on WTTU 88.5 FM The Nest on Saturday, March 1, 2025

-this special episode features bands from Canada & a guest co-host in “Tradesman On The Radio,” my lifelong friend Joe; it is the 4th in a series of shows situated primarily in the 1990s, to coincide with this semester’s “American Mixtape” class

-all views only represent the host & the artists played, never the student managers or the Communication department or the university

You can listen to the audio archive here:
Stream Scared - TOTR 490 by Teacher On The Radio | Listen online for free on SoundCloud

“Scared” aka O Canada! - curated by Tradesman on the Radio

Tragically Hip - POETS  (1997) – Kingston Ontario
Skydiggers - FEEL YOU CLOSER (1992) – Toronto, ON 1990 
Barenaked Ladies - THE OLD APARTMENT (1996)  – Scarborough (Toronto), ON 
Sarah Harmer - LODESTAR (1992) Kingston, ON  
Our Lady Peace - STARSEED 
Tragically Hip - FIFTY MISSION CAP (1992)
I Mother Earth - ONE MORE ASTRONAUT (1996) Toronto, ON
Sum 41 - GRAB THE DEVIL BY THE HORNS AND **** HIM (2000) Ajax, ON
Andre Williams w/The Sadies - WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION (1998) Detroit/Toronto
The Sadies - OAK RIDGES (2002)
The Grapes of Wrath - WHAT WAS GOING THROUGH MY MIND (1989) Kelowna, BC
Tragically Hip - AHEAD BY A CENTURY (1996)
Blue Rodeo - FLYING (1992) Toronto, ON
Cowboy Junkies - A COMMON DISASTER (1996) Toronto, ON
Rusty - SOUL FOR SALE (1998) Wolfville, Nova Scotia/Toronto 
Matthew Good Band - ALABAMA HOTEL ROOM (1996) Coquitlam, BC
Sloan - PENPALS (1994) Halifax NS
Odds - SOMEONE WHO’S COOL (1996) Vancouver, BC
Chantal Kreviazuk - WAYNE (1996) Winnipeg, Manitoba
Tragically Hip - SHARKS (1999/2000)
The Rheostatics - RECORD BODY COUNT (1991) Etobicoke ON 
The Rheostatics -CALIFORNIA DREAMLINE (1992)
Tragically Hip - SCARED (1994)
Leonard Cohen- ANTHEM (1992) Montreal, Quebec
The Band - ATLANTIC CITY (1993) Toronto/Woodstock, NY