Thursday, February 26, 2026

THE GREATEST RECORD EVER MADE! LL Cool J, "Mama Said Knock You Out"

This is not part of my book The Greatest Record Ever Made! (Volume 1).

An infinite number of tracks can each be THE greatest record ever made, as long as they take turns. Today, this is THE GREATEST RECORD EVER MADE!


LL COOL J: Mama Said Knock You Out
Written by James Todd Smith and Marlon Williams
Produced by Marley Marl
Single from the album Mama Said Knock You Out, Def Jam Records, 1991

I am aware of the fact that many rock 'n' roll fans don't think hip hop artists belong in The Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame. I would like to ask those who hold that view to explain to me why and how LL Cool J's "Mama Said Knock You Out" isn't rock.

On second thought, save the explanation, because we're not going to agree. Man, the first time I heard "Mama Said Knock You Out," my immediate raised-fist reaction was that I'd just encountered rap's rippin' 'n' rampagin' anarchy-for-the-DJ equivalent of the Sex Pistols.

Granted, rap and punk share an attitude and a DIY ethic more than they share a sound. But the comparison of hip hop culture to punk rock culture is not made lightly. Aside from the Sugarhill Gang's 1979 hit "Rappers Delight" (which struck my ears at the time as a tangent to disco), much of my early exposure to rap came through a new wave perspective. In 1981, CBGB-bred pop group Blondie (with guest Fab 5 Freddy) had a # 1 hit with "Rapture," and in the mid '80s Buffalo, NY's aggressive and adventurous New Music Radio format station WBNY-FM programmed the likes of Run-DMC and Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five right alongside X, the Ramones, Echo and the Bunnymen, and other left-of-the-dial luminaries. NEW music radio. Dinosaurs should seek quarter elsewhere.

My own interest in hip hop was casual. I loved hearing Run-DMC's "Rockbox" and Grandmaster and Melle Mel's "White Lines (Don't Don't Do It)" on BNY, but rap was never my main jam. As rap migrated from the margins to the mainstream, I was okay with some of the genre's big smashes while still not regarding any of it as the largest part of my own day-to-day soundtrack. Not until 1991.

Don't call it a comeback.

The ladies love Cool James. Born James Todd Smith, LL Cool J first hit the rap world with his debut single "I Need A Beat" in 1984. I was aware of LL Cool J when I worked record retail in the '80s, and our store sold its fair share of his first album Radio, but I don't recall taking any real notice of his music until "Mama Said Knock You Out" exploded into my airspace in '91. Where did I hear it? It must have been on MTV, accompanying the stark image of Cool James himself terrorizing a microphone with his furious vow to knock you out. I was sold. I bought the single, and it remains one of the very few rap records I’ve ever owned.

The song's pulse is a groove sampled from Sly and the Family Stone's 1967 non-hit "Trip To Your Heart," a song I didn't know until many years later. LL Cool J's (authorized) appropriation of that riff is the only known example of anyone ever improving on something Sly Stone created. Driven by that repeated sample, "Mama Said Knock You Out" seethes and simmers, bobbing and weaving like the battle-ready pugilist LL Cool J portrays in the song's video, ropin' the dopes as it floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee. Just like Muhammad Ali.

And he's just getting warm.

There’s no plausible set of circumstances that would result in me becoming a big hip hop fan. I’m a suburban white Baby Boomer, and in the words of the great philosopher Popeye, I yam what I yam. But rock 'n' roll is a big, big tent, and hip hop is one of the many disparate genres, styles, and sovereign mojos that comprise rock's vast and glorious vistas. 

Some things rock more than others. I say LL Cool J's "Mama Said Knock You Out" rocks pretty damned hard, and it's closer in spirit and vibe to original rockers like Chuck Berry and Little Richard than anything most prog groups could noodle up on their best day.

So play it loud, and make the tears rain down like a monsoon. A comeback? It's been here for years, rockin' its peers, puttin' suckers in fear. Fast. Furious. ROCK. 

You can disagree. But don't say you weren't warned about how Mama told us to respond.

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I compiled a various-artists tribute album called Make Something Happen! A Tribute To The Flashcubes, and it's pretty damned good; you can read about it here and order it here. My new book The Greatest Record Ever Made! (Volume 1) is now available, and you can order an autographed copy here. You can still get my previous book Gabba Gabba Hey! A Conversation With The Ramones from publisher Rare Bird Books, OR an autographed copy here. If you like the books, please consider leaving a rating and/or review at the usual online resources.

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Wednesday, February 25, 2026

Boppin's monthly day off: Another new short story!

 

Once a month, Boppin' (Like The Hip Folks Do) takes a very brief pause from its commitment to daily public posting, and instead preps a private post shared only with its cherished paid patrons

This month's private post is a brand new short story, "The Traitor's Tourist Guide To Hell." I wrote the opening paragraphs of this story quite some time ago, added an internal paragraph to it late last year, and a transition paragraph last week. Here's where the story was at that time:

"The ghost of Quisling knocked back a drink. The liquor had no effect on him. Souls damned to spend eternity in Hell felt no buzz from alcohol, no fulfillment from food, no relief from any resource, no matter how much they consumed. Quisling drank anyway, out of habit. He downed another shot before rising to greet the tourists that had entered his dismal office.

" 'Vidkun Quisling at your service,' he purred, his cheery facade unconvincing to anyone who bothered to pay attention. The indifference of his guests rendered the point moot. 'I shall be your tour guide on your visit to Hell.'

"The guests murmured in vague acknowledgement. 'Follow,' the host bid them, and the group obeyed, trailing Quisling's ghost as he descended into the brimstone realm they'd come to see...

"...The question made the ghost pause. He resisted the unfamiliar urge to gaze toward Hell's opposite, toward the eternal realm reserved solely for the kind and the just. 'No,' Quisling replied. 'There is no music in Hell, no music of any kind."' A sadness tinged his voice. A memory of a waltz he'd loved in life almost--almost--crept into his head, but the memory was denied access. Hell's rules are Hell's rules. 'The devil has no music to call his own. Music belongs...elsewhere.'

"With a dismissive shrug, the ghost of Quisling consigned the tourist to the pits. To Quisling's ears, the hapless sinner's screams served as the best available substitute for music. The others in the tour group remained unconcerned. Nothing had happened to them...."

My night in Quisling's cabin' - BBC News

If you're not familiar with the name Vidkun Quisling, he was a real-life historical figure, a Norwegian political swine who collaborated with Hitler, ran Norway as a puppet state for Nazi Germany, delivered Norwegian Jews to the Holocaust, and was executed by a Norwegian firing squad at the end of World War II. Quisling's name became synonymous with "traitor." If there is a Hell, that's where Quisling is now, and where he will remain.

On Saturday night, working from memory, I pulled out my notebook and scribbled the rest of the story in longhand, filling in the missing parts and following the tale through to its conclusion. I transcribed the notes Sunday morning, tweaking as I went, made minor revisions, and finally declared it finished.

I am very pleased with this work. It's not a horror story, but it's as close to a horror story as I'm ever likely to write. "The Traitor's Tourist Guide To Hell" will appear in my short story anthology Guitars Vs. Rayguns!! Short Stories And Other White Lies, a book which seems on track for publication in May or thereabouts. I've wanted to write a short story collection since falling into thrall of Harlan Ellison's Paingod And Other Delusions more than fifty years ago. The publication of Guitars Vs. Rayguns!! Short Stories And Other White Lies will represent another dream come true. Another story in the book ("You'll Be Judged By The Hearts You Broke," which will immediately follow "The Traitor's Tourist Guide To Hell" in the anthology's running order) makes the point that pride is not  a sin. I agree with me on that; we should take pride in our work. And I am indeed proud of this new story, and proud of the stories that will accompany it.

Normal daily public posting will resume tomorrow. "The Traitor's Tourist Guide Ton Hell" will be shared with patrons on Sunday, March 1st. I would be quite proud to welcome you into those ranks: Fund me, baby!

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I compiled a various-artists tribute album called Make Something Happen! A Tribute To The Flashcubes, and it's pretty damned good; you can read about it here and order it here. My new book The Greatest Record Ever Made! (Volume 1) is now available, and you can order an autographed copy here. You can still get my previous book Gabba Gabba Hey! A Conversation With The Ramones from publisher Rare Bird Books, OR an autographed copy here. If you like the books, please consider leaving a rating and/or review at the usual online resources.

This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio with Dana & Carl airs Sunday nights from 9 to Midnight Eastern, on the air in Syracuse at SPARK! WSPJ 103.3 and 93.7 FM, streaming at SPARK stream and on the Radio Garden app as WESTCOTT RADIO. You can read about our history here.

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

COMIC BOOK COVER GALLERY: 24th issues acquired in the '60s, '70s, and '80s

Just for fun: On this 24th day of February, this week's Comic Book Cover Gallery gathers the covers from a bunch of # 24 funnybooks I snagged in the '60s, '70s, and '80s. It is--you guessed it!--an excuse to round up an otherwise-random selection of old comic book covers, for folks like me who like to look at old comic book covers. We'll even throw in one issue--Batman # 182--that doesn't technically count, but does carry an alternate number of G-24, as the 24th 80-Page Giant:

Close enough! Frankly, the challenge was in finding 24th issues that I owned within the chosen timeline. I started accumulating comic books in 1966, and a lot of DC Comics titles were already waaaaay past their 24th issues by then. Some Marvel Comics were in range, but I didn't always get those specific issues. And a lot of newer series from a number of publishers never made it to the double-dozen mark. Nonetheless, I found more than a few, and here they are.

As always, we'll be sticking exclusively to the '60s-'80s era of acquisition I've established for these galleries. Today's selection includes books I bought new, back issues I acquired after the fact (but within the timeline), and B-stock contraband originally purchased without their covers. These aren't actual photos of comics in my collection; most images are courtesy of the Grand Comics Database, which is grand indeed. But I did have each and every one of 'em at some point in time.



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I compiled a various-artists tribute album called Make Something Happen! A Tribute To The Flashcubes, and it's pretty damned good; you can read about it here and order it here. My new book The Greatest Record Ever Made! (Volume 1) is now available, and you can order an autographed copy here. You can still get my previous book Gabba Gabba Hey! A Conversation With The Ramones from publisher Rare Bird Books, OR an autographed copy here. If you like the books, please consider leaving a rating and/or review at the usual online resources.

This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio with Dana & Carl airs Sunday nights from 9 to Midnight Eastern, on the air in Syracuse at SPARK! WSPJ 103.3 and 93.7 FM, streaming at SPARK stream and on the Radio Garden app as WESTCOTT RADIO. You can read about our history here.

Sunday, February 22, 2026

This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio # 1325

Reach out.

As February begins to fade, we wanted to take the opportunity of this longest shortest month’s final weekend to commemorate Black History Month. We wrote the following about a year ago in this space, and it still applies:

History matters. We can't learn from the past if we don't know the past: The good, the bad, the proud, the shameful, the wins and the losses, the triumph and tragedy alike. It matters. It always will. Our country, our culture, our species--none of it can advance if we don't retain awareness of the roads that got us here. Wrong turns included.

And if all history matters, then certainly black history matters. We celebrate black history every February. Sure, we should revel in the rich heritage of black culture more often than just a single month each year. But designating an official Black History Month at least provides an essential reminder of the importance of recognizing and celebrating that heritage.

Every month should be Black History Month. Every month should be Women's History Month, and Pride Month, and so on. But efforts to deny the worth of those specific months are never--never--carried out with intent to expand their scope; they are, invariably, an effort to marginalize them and eliminate them.

We reject those efforts. In the popular parlance: Fuck that noise.

February is Black History Month. It's a necessary focal point in our ongoing dedication to understanding the whole of our stories, inclusively and completely, twelve months a year. This week, This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio celebrates Black History Month with a little bit of music. It's what we do.

He who forgets the pasta is condemned to reheat it. I...don't think I got that quote quite right. The past lives on, and we can't hope to build a proper future without it. Tonight, let's play some music. Tomorrow, we keep fighting to preserve, protect, and defend what's right.

And in 2026, we still hold those truths to be self-evident. In that spirit, we present a celebration of black history, demonstrated implicitly in the art of song. Some of the groups contain a multiracial selection of players, and some of the lead singers of color choose to work with musicians of varying hue and identity. We are stronger together. Purity tests are for the bad guys. WE’RE the good guys.

Reach out. Get a shot of rhythm and blues. And pop. And soul. And ska. And punk (and punk funk). And disco. And hip-hop. And power pop. And new wave. And girl group. And reggae. And country. And Gospel. And rock 'n' roll. This is Black History Month. And this is what rock ‘n’ roll radio sounded like on another Sunday night in Syracuse this week.

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TIRnRR # 1325: 2/22/2026

RIHANNA: Shut Up And Drive (Def Jam, Good Girl Gone Bad: Reloaded)
CHUCK BERRY: Come On (MCA, The Anthology)
THE FLIRTATIONS: Nothing But A Heartache (RPM, Sounds Like The Flirtations)
OTIS REDDING: Day Tripper [alternate take 4] (Ace, VA: Come Together: Black America Sings Lennon & McCartney)
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SLYBOOTS: If We Could Let Go (single)
CHAKA KHAN: I Feel For You (Warner Brothers, I Feel For You)
LEMOYNE ALEXANDER: Insecurity (single)
OHIO PLAYERS: Love Rollercoaster (Shout! Factory, VA: Old School Soul Party)
WILD KISSES: Feels So Fine (DRL, Wild Kisses)
RICK JAMES: Super Freak (Gordy, Street Songs)
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THE SELECTER: Carry Go Bring Home (EMI, Greatest Hits)
BETTYE LEVETTE: My Train's Comin' In (Sundazed, Do Your Duty)
SLY AND THE FAMILY STONE: Stand! (Epic, Greatest Hits)
DONNA SUMMER: I Feel Love (Casablanca, Summer: The Original Hits)
DERRICK ANDERSON: When I Was Your Man (Omnivore, A World Of My Own)
EDDIE BO: Funky Jam (Funky Delicacies, The Hook And Sling)
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WILSON PICKETT: Land Of 1000 Dances (Rhino, A Man And A Half)
LITTLE EVA: The Loco-Motion (Collectables, VA: Great Ladies Of Rock & Roll: The 60s)
PRINCE AND THE REVOLUTION: Raspberry Beret (Warner Brothers, The Hits/The B-Sides)
THE ISLEY BROTHERS: It's Your Thing (Epic, The Essential Isley Brothers)
THE BUSBOYS: Me And The Band (BEO Entertainment, In My Heart)
THE RONETTES: Be My Baby (Abkco, The Best Of The Ronettes)
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RONNIE SPECTOR AND THE E STREET BAND: Say Goodbye To Hollywood (Sony, VA: Cleveland International 1977-1983)
SCREAMIN' JAY HAWKINS: Frenzy (Rhino, VA: Loud, Fast & Out Of Control: The Wild Sounds Of The '50s)
THE BANDWAGON: People Got To Be Free (Kent Soul, Breakin' Down The Walls Of Heartache: The Best Of 1968-1975)
SAM COOKE: Another Saturday Night (Abkco, 30 Greatest Hits: Portrait Of A Legend 1951-1964)
THE DRIFTERS: Only In America (Atlantic, Rockin' & Driftin')
THE SHIRELLES: Boys (Varese Sarabande, 25 All-Time Greatest Hits)
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THE EDWIN HAWKINS SINGERS: Oh Happy Day (Buddha, VA: Dick Clark 20 Years Of Rock N' Roll)
SMOKY ROBINSON AND THE MIRACLES: Going To A Go-Go (Tamla, Going To A Go-Go)
JIMMY CLIFF: The Harder They Come (Island, VA: The Harder They Come OST)
SOLOMON BURKE: Everybody Needs Somebody To Love (Rhino, The Very Best Of Solomon Burke)
THE EQUALS: Baby Come Back (Ice, First Among Equals)
THE STAPLE SINGERS: I'll Take You There (Stax, VA: Stax 50th Anniversary Celebration)
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WAR: Why Can't We Be Friends? (Hip-O, Icon 2: The Hits & More)
SUGAR PIE DeSANTO: In The Basement [Part 2] (Kent Soul, Go Go Power--The Complete Chess Singles 1961-1966)
LOVE: 7 And 7 Is (Rhino, Love Story 1966-1972)
THE SUPREMES: Love Train (Motown, The '70s Anthology)
LITTLE RICHARD: Long Tall Sally (Specialty, The Georgia Peach)
TAJ MAHAL: Six Days On The Road (Columbia, The Best Of Taj Mahal)
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The Greatest Record Ever Made!
LL COOL J: Mama Said Knock You Out (Def Jam, All World)
BARRETT STRONG: Money (That's What I Want) (Motown, VA: Hitsville USA: The Motown Singles Collection 1959-1971)
THE BELLRAYS: One More Night (Sweet Gee, Heavy Steady Go!)
BOOKER T AND THE MG'S: Green Onions (Atlantic, VA: The Complete Stax/Volt Singles 1959-1968)
LIVING COLOUR: Should I Stay Or Should I Go (Epic, Vivid)
RICHIE BARRETT: Some Other Guy (MOJO, VA: Songs The Beatles Taught Us)
DEATH: Playtime (Tryangle, N.E.W.)
THE DONAYS: Devil In Her Heart (Ace, Silver Disc: 25 Years Of Ace)
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TOOTS AND THE MAYTALS: Pressure Drop (Island Jamaica, Time Tough)
THE TEMPTATIONS: My Girl (Motown, Gold)
MILLIE SMALL: Killer Joe (Caroline, The Best Of Millie Small)
THELMA HOUSTON: Jumpin' Jack Flash (Motown, Best Of Thelma Houston)
JAMES BROWN: Please, Please, Please (Polydor, The 50th Anniversary Collection)
MERRY CLAYTON: Gimme Shelter (Columbia, VA: 20 Feet From Stardom OST)
THE FOUR TOPS: Reach Out I'll Be There (Motown, The Ultimate Collection)
AL GREEN: I Want To Hold Your Hand (The Right Stuff, Green Is Blues)
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ARTHUR ALEXANDER: A Shot Of Rhythm And Blues (Razor & Tie, Ultimate)
CLIFF NOBLES AND CO.: The Horse (Rhino, VA: Beg Scream & Shout! The Big Ol' Box Of '60s Soul)

Tonight on THIS IS ROCK 'N' ROLL RADIO

PRINCE AND THE REVOLUTION. SUGAR PIE DeSANTO. THE BELLRAYS. OHIO PLAYERS. SLY AND THE FAMILY STONE. CHAKA KHAN. SAM COOKE. THE STAPLE SINGERS. LEMOYNE ALEXANDER. THE SHIRELLES. LIVING COLOUR. AL GREEN. THE FLIRTATIONS. TAJ MAHAL. THELMA HOUSTON. WILD KISSES. DERRICK ANDERSON. BETTYE LAVETTE. SLYBOOTS. SCREAMIN' JAY HAWKINS. WAR. DEATH. LOVE. Selections from the catalogs of MOTOWN, STAX, KING, TROJAN, CHESS, ISLAND, T-NECK, ATLANTIC, 2-TONE, DEF JAM, CASABLANCA, SPECIALTY, and more, across genres and across eras from the 1950s through the 2020s. Black voices, multiracial ensembles, standing together at the mic, letting slip the miracle of music. THIS IS ROCK 'N' ROLL RADIO celebrates BLACK HISTORY MONTH. Sunday night, 9 to Midnight Eastern, on the air in Syracuse at SPARK! WSPJ 103.3 and 93.7 FM, streaming via sparksyracuse.org, and as WESTCOTT RADIO on the Radio Garden app. The weekend stops HERE!

Saturday, February 21, 2026

GUITARS VS. RAYGUNS!! Writing (and tweaking) short stories


As I prep my short story collection Guitars Vs. Rayguns!! Short Stories And Other White Lies for its tentative May publication, I'm working on a few more stories I may want to include in that book. Here are the openings to some of my current works in progress:

THE TRAITOR'S GUIDE TO HELL

The ghost of Quisling knocked back a drink. The liquor had no effect on him. Souls damned to spend eternity in Hell felt no buzz from alcohol, no fulfillment from food, no relief from any resource, no matter how much they consumed. Quisling drank anyway, out of habit. He downed another shot before rising to greet the tourists that had entered his dismal office.

"Vidkun Quisling at your service," he purred, his cheery facade unconvincing to anyone who bothered to pay attention. The indifference of his guests rendered the point moot. "I shall be your tour guide on your visit to Hell."

The guests murmured in vague acknowledgement. "Follow," the host bid them, and the group obeyed, trailing Quisling's ghost as he descended into the brimstone realm they'd come to see...

...The question made the ghost pause. He resisted the unfamiliar urge to gaze toward Hell's opposite, toward the eternal realm reserved solely for the kind and the just. "No," Quisling replied. "There is no music in Hell, no music of any kind." A sadness tinged his voice. A memory of a waltz he'd loved in life almost--almost--crept into his head, but the memory was denied access. Hell's rules are Hell's rules. "The devil has no music to call his own. Music belongs...elsewhere."

With a dismissive shrug, the ghost of Quisling consigned the tourist to the pits. To Quisling's ears, the hapless sinner's screams served as the best available substitute for music. The others in the tour group remained unconcerned. Nothing had happened to them....

THE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN MAGIC, CHAPTER 13

Darren was 13 years old, and his parents had just divorced. His mother no longer loved his father. His father never loved her to begin with, and they only married because it was the right thing to do: You get a girl pregnant, you do the right thing. The right thing doesn't come with an asterisk or an escape clause; it's the right thing, and you do it.

But the Mom and the Dad did love Darren. They had stayed together for Darren's sake, for as long as they were able, trying to love each other, trying to keep on doing that damned elusive right thing. As their arguments worsened, as money got tighter and tempers shorter, as temptations grew more irresistible and frustrations more palpable, the Mom and the Dad agreed on one thing only: Ending the marriage would hurt Darren, but prolonging its loud and unpleasant facade would hurt him even more.The magic was gone. Really, the magic had never been there to begin with.

Darren understood. He did. He tried to put on a brave face, like the mighty comic book superheroes he adored. He hid his mild-mannered self behind adolescent bravado. He only cried when he knew that no one could see him.

The bravado proved to be a problem. His smart mouth drew the ire of bigger boys in school. Darren was neither faster than a speeding bullet nor more powerful than a locomotive, and he got his ass kicked with depressing regularity. 

Darren's parents grew up in an era when the notion of counseling was an admission of flaws, an admission of defeat. But they loved Darren. They swallowed their pride, and sought help on Darren's behalf....

THE FIRST RIDE OF FREEDOM'S WHIP

Hattie would obey no longer.

It was 1861. Hattie was fourteen years old, and she had been born into slavery. Her mother had been abducted from Africa, shipped to America, sold to a fat white devil who believed in his right to own people. He didn't regard them as people. They were his property, and that was all they were. He could do with his property as he saw fit....

THE COPPERHEAD KID'S NEW YORK ADVENTURE

He wasn't really used to big cities. But being in a teeming metropolis didn't bother him. The twenty years he'd spent on the run from the law taught him to adapt, to find his place in whatever place he found himself. Places were temporary. As a fugitive, he usually wouldn't stick around long enough to care all that much about where he was.

He'd settled down since then. Decades ago, he'd been a young gunslinger called the Copperhead Kid. He wasn't young anymore, and he wasn't a gunslinger anymore. He'd faked his death, put down his guns, and left the West behind. Go East, old man. Thirty-five years later, twenty years into this new 20th century, the former Copperhead Kid had a new life with a new name, a wife, a family. His younger sister's cheap tin brooch was the only thing he'd held onto from his past, and he kept that out of sight. There was no need for anyone to remember the Copperhead Kid.

But someone did remember. 

The Kid was pushing 70 by now. Old enough to have one foot--hell, both feet--in the grave, but that had been true of the Kid for many years. Old enough to be a grandfather, but he'd started normal life late in life. He had a son, Hart, aged 29, who now lived in Harlem, and a 13-year-old daughter, Hedda, who lived with the Kid and his wife upstate. 

How do I know all of this? I'm Hedda. I was there, for the Copperhead Kid's New York adventure. Daddy just didn't know that I was there. Not yet.

I trailed Daddy to an office building in Manhattan. From my vantage point out of his line of sight, I saw him stop at a newsstand. He appeared to be angry about something he saw there.  As he disappeared into the building, I ran up and could immediately understand what had drawn his ire: a row of 10-cent story magazines--I guess they were called "pulps"--with a garish logo proclaiming The Copperhead Kid. We'd seen similar Copperhead Kid magazines--pulps--at a five-and-dime back home. 

Daddy was not pleased. That's why he came to New York: To put a stop to it.

Permanently....

Time will tell if I complete any or all of these stories for inclusion in the book. I also want to write at least one more story in my foul-mouthed rock 'n' roll science fiction comedy series Guitars Vs. Rayguns to complete this short story anthology bearing the GvR! name. I'm still targeting mid-May for publication. Stay tuned as the tweak goes on.

If you like what you see here on Boppin' (Like The Hip Folks Do), please consider a visit to CC's Tip Jar. You can also become a Boppin' booster on my Patreon page.

I compiled a various-artists tribute album called Make Something Happen! A Tribute To The Flashcubes, and it's pretty damned good; you can read about it here and order it here. My new book The Greatest Record Ever Made! (Volume 1) is now available, and you can order an autographed copy here. You can still get my previous book Gabba Gabba Hey! A Conversation With The Ramones from publisher Rare Bird Books, OR an autographed copy here. If you like the books, please consider leaving a rating and/or review at the usual online resources.

This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio with Dana & Carl airs Sunday nights from 9 to Midnight Eastern, on the air in Syracuse at SPARK! WSPJ 103.3 and 93.7 FM, streaming at SPARK stream and on the Radio Garden app as WESTCOTT RADIO. You can read about our history here.


Friday, February 20, 2026

Fake THIS IS ROCK 'N' ROLL RADIO Playlist: These are a few (more) of my favorite things

This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio with Dana & Carl is simply too large a concept to be neatly contained within a mere three-hour weekly time slot. Hence these occasional fake TIRnRR playlists, detailing shows we're never really going to do...but could.

In the course of recording this coming Sunday night's real-world radio show, I made a few references to Slyboots' fantastic song "If We Could Let Go," naming it as my favorite individual track of 2024, one of my top five (at least!) tracks of the 2020s so far, and certainly on my all-time Hot 200.

Afterward, it occurred to me that "Hot 200" could be interpreted as faint praise, but it's not. I love a lot of songs, and I consider "If You Could Let Go" one of my many toppermost of the poppermost picks. And it then occurred to me that was a ripe subject for another imaginary TIRnRR playlist.

So! Avoiding tracks and artists listed in my recently-posted All-Time Hot 125, here's a primo playlist of still more Fave Raves. Would all of them make my all-time Hot 200? Many of them absolutely would, and each is at the very least a legit contender. We play the HITS! And here they are....

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Fake TIRnRR Playlist: These are a few (more) of my favorite things

SLYBOOTS: If We Could Let Go
STYX: Kiss Your Ass Goodbye
THE RICHARDS: Five Personalities
DAVID RUFFIN: I Want You Back
MARY LOU LORD: Aim Low
THE STALLIONS: Why
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THE SEARCHERS: Hearts In Her Eyes
THE FLIRTATIONS: Nothing But A Heartache
SEX CLARK FIVE: Fool I Was
SCRUFFY THE CAT: My Baby She's Alright
TWINKLE: Golden Lights
CYNDI LAUPER: I Drove All Night
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THE GREG KIHN BAND: The Break Up Song (They Don't Write 'Em)
RIHANNA: Shut Up And Drive
DAVE DEE, DOZY, BEAKY, MICK AND TICH: Hold Tight
THE MARVELETTES: I'll Keep On Holding On
THE CREATION: Making Time
THE MC5: Kick Out The Jams
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THE TOYS: May My Heart Be Cast Into Stone
RONNIE SPECTOR AND THE E STREET BAND: Say Goodbye To Hollywood
BILLY JOEL: An Innocent Man
SAM AND DAVE: Soul Man
DON HENLEY: Boys Of Summer
BLONDIE: (I'm Always Touched By Your) Presence, Dear
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MARYKATE O'NEIL: I'm Ready For My Luck To Turn Around
FIRST AID KIT: America
CAST OF WEST SIDE STORY: America
PINK FLOYD: Wish You Were Here
MERLE HAGGARD: Mama Tried
TOOTS AND THE MAYTALS: Pressure Drop
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THE LITTLE GIRLS: How To Pick Up Girls
LYRES: You Won't Be Sad Anymore
THE OHMS: License To Kill
MELANIE WITH THE EDWIN HAWKINS SINGERS: Lay Down (Candles In The Rain)
THE HUMAN SWITCHBOARD: (Say No To) Saturday's Girl
ARTHUR CONLEY: Sweet Soul Music
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THE ZOMBIES: She Does Everything For Me
GLADYS KNIGHT AND THE PIPS: Midnight Train To Georgia
DAVID BOWIE: Life On Mars?
THE ROMANTICS: What I Like About You
THE SHIRTS: Reduced To A Whisper
JAY AND THE AMERICANS: Only In America
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SQUEEZE: Goodbye Girl
THE HOODOO GURUS: Bittersweet
THE POLICE: Roxanne
SUGAR: If I Can't Change Your Mind
THE ISLEY BROTHERS: Got To Have You Back
JUICE NEWTON: Queen Of Hearts
THE SOFT BOYS: Queen Of Eyes
SUZI QUATRO: Tear Me Apart
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BIG MAMA THORNTON: Hound Dog
THE ARCHIES: Jingle Jangle
THE BOB SEGER SYSTEM: 2 + 2 = ?
STARZ: Cherry Baby
THE CICHLIDS: Did You Ever
THE ROLLING STONES: Jumpin' Jack Flash
THE ENGLISH BEAT: Save It For Later
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THE BREAKAWAYS: Walkin Out On Love