Saturday, January 31, 2026

10 SONGS: 1/31/2026

10 Songs is a weekly list of ten songs that happen to be on my mind at the moment. The lists are usually dominated by songs played on the previous Sunday night's edition of This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio with Dana & Carl. The idea was inspired by Don Valentine of the essential blog I Don't Hear A Single

This week's edition of 10 Songs draws exclusively from the playlist for This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio # 1321

THE LEGAL MATTERS: Stuck With Me

I've been corresponding with Keith Klingensmith of the Legal Matters since well before This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio went on the air in December of 1998. Let's go back to my supplemental liner notes for 2017's This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio, Volume 4 for an edited recap:

"...Keith's name comes up a lot in the discussion of This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio. Keith is one of TIRnRR's best friends; as a fan, as a listener, as a supporter, as a facilitator (Keith's on-line label Futureman Records curates the digital release of our TIRnRR compilations), and as a performer, Keith has been one of us from the get-go...

"...My first contact with Keith was in the '90s, via some online pop music connection--probably AOL, I guess. At the time, I was among several pop fans who participated in a weekly Monday night power pop chat group. I don't remember whether or not I specifically met Keith through that chat; I suspect it was more a matter (if not quite a Legal Matter) of Keith noticing a comment I made somewhere, bemoaning the fact that I couldn't find the Spongetones' Where-Ever-Land CD. Keith to the rescue! Some time later, Keith also provided me with a copy of Here To Observe, the truly hard-to-find debut LP by Springfield, Missouri's phenomenal pop combo Fools Face (Keith wisely kept a copy of the group's incredible third album Public Places for himself), and I'm pretty sure my copy of Artful Dodger's classic debut album came from our Keef...

"...Through Keith, I also met his partner in the Phenomenal Cats, Chris Richards. There's a wealth of cool music for ya. I mean, the Phenomenal Cats' cover of the Left Banke's 'I've Got Something On My Mind' made me appreciate a simply sublime pop song I'd somehow managed to mostly ignore up to that point. The combined and separate threads of Chris 'n' Keith wove through solo tracks by each, plus Hippodrome, the Pantookas, Chris Richards and the Subtractions, Keith Klingensmith and the TM Collective, and the Legal Matters, the latter a trio with Keith, Chris, and Andy Reed. The Legal Matters' eponymous debut was one of 2014's best albums, and follow-ups Conrad and Chapter Three rightly became the toast of the pop world...

"...Keith Klingensmith is an integral part of This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio's story. Our online comradeship predates the show, and has continued unabated throughout the passing three decades. He's been one of our biggest supporters, helping to spread the good word of TIRnRR, sending fans and artists alike our way, contributing to our quixotic cause, and keeping previous TIRnRR compilations available as downloads via Futureman Records...."

So! Back in the present day: A forthcoming new Legal Matters album, Lost At Sea? Yes, of course we're playing it. To paraphrase Lenny Haise, guitarist for teen sensations the Wonders: We're playin' it, you're playin' it, we're ALL playin' it. And we move on to the album's latest single "The Message" on our next show. After all these years, Keith and his pals are stuck with us. It's a legal matter.

STYX: Everybody Raise A Glass

As an exercise in blogging, I often slap together fake TIRnRR playlists, imagining song selections for themed shows we're probably never going to do, but could. I'm considering the idea of constructing a pretend playlist comprised of sets by acts I didn't appreciate immediately, and in some cases still don't really like.

One such act would be Styx. My God, when I was in my teens and twenties, I absolutely loathed Styx, and time hasn't really mellowed my antipathy for the Styx stuff I hated the most. Mind you, even at the time of my determined loathing--unadulterated loathing--I made an exception for the pop bliss of "Lorelei," which I often cited as proof of my belief that even an artist whose work you generally despise might be capable of creating one track you love. And I kinda liked "Too Much Time On My Hands," as well. Overall, though, my distaste for Styx was greater than my disdain for the Eagles, the Grateful Dead, Southern Rock, prog, or disco, and possibly greater than all of those undesirables combined. The upshot of our story: I was not and am not a Styx fan.

That said, the phenomenal latter-day Styx track "Kiss Your Ass Goodbye" is an all-time TIRnRR Fave Rave, and there are a handful of vintage Styx tracks that I don't mind. I don't think the day will come when I have any use whatsoever for "Babe" or "Renegade" or goddamned "Mr. Roboto," but I concede that the Styx brand name doesn't necessarily have to prompt an immediate revulsion.

Yeah, y'know...not necessarily.

"Everybody Raise A Glass" is from the 2025 Styx album Circling From Above, and I heard it a couple of weeks ago on another can't-miss episode of The Spoon podcast (specifically on this episode). The men of The Spoon--Robbie Rist, Chris Jackson, and Thom Bowers--are Styx fans, but I love 'em anyway. And the track's winning and accomplished channeling of all things Queen makes it an irresistible addition to our own show's playlist. 

Even with the bands we don't like as much as some of our friends do, an open mind can unlock the doors of discovery. Raise a glass! Here's to the Men of The Spoon, and also to our old correspondent Kathryn Francis, wherever she is. Thank you, friends. Domo arigato. It's Styx, babe.

TALKING HEADS: Burning Down The House

Believe it or not, if I were to compile the above-mentioned playlist of acts that didn't appeal to me on first exposure, Talking Heads would be a contender. I revised my initially dismissive opinion of the group in relatively short order, and I remain grateful that I was able to witness a great Talking Heads live performance in the '80s. But in 1977, the first Talking Heads song I heard was their single of "Uh Oh, Love Comes To Town," and I hated it. I trashed it in an emeritus contribution to my high school newspaper (a piece carrying the sorta-familiar title "Groovin' [Like The Hip Folks Do]"); in retrospect, I realize I didn't like "Uh Oh, Love Comes To Town" because it didn't sound at all punk, which was what I expected and craved. I liked "Psycho Killer" better, and became a fan thereafter. I don't even mind "Uh Oh, Love Comes To Town" any more.

See? I can mature! Just...not usually.

THE HALF/CUBES: Whenever You're On My Mind

For the latest single from the Half/Cubes' fine current album Found Pearls, the lads enlist the aid of Robert Crenshaw and Tom Teeley to accomplish an exquisite rendition of Marshall Crenshaw's already-sublime "Whenever You're On My Mind." This little mutant radio show first played it as a then-unreleased teaser track last February, and I'm starting to believe the Half/Cubes' take edges out both our Marshall and the great Ronnie Spector as the definitive "Whenever You're On My Mind." They're all winners in my mind.

THE LITTLE GIRLS: How To Pick Up Girls

And they say ya can't learn stuff listening to the radio.

SPECTRAFLAME: Love Don't Live Here No More

Spectraflame's "Love Don't Live Here No More" makes its fourth consecutive appearance on the TIRnRR playlist. As it oughta! The single is now part of the group's new eponymous five-song digital EP, and it will rack up TIRnRR Spin # 5 this coming Sunday.

As it oughta. Love still has a home right here.

THE RAMONES: All's Quiet On The Eastern Front

From a previously-posted celebration of my 25 favorite Ramones tracks:

The 1-2-3-4! rules of our ABC format dictate that a list of my favorite Ramones tracks starts with its quirkiest selection. "All's Quiet On The Eastern Front" appeared on the Ramones' 1981 LP Pleasant Dreams, an album that doesn't sound like any other Ramones album. Pleasant Dreams was produced by Graham Gouldman, who achieved great success in the '60s as a songwriter for the Yardbirds, the Hollies, and Herman's Hermits, and subsequently as a performer with 10cc. And, as Johnny Ramone said in our interview, "The guy from 10cc producing the Ramones? 10cc sucks, and it's not right for the Ramones."

On Pleasant Dreams, Gouldman's production made the Ramones sound...I dunno, smoother than expected? Phil Spector had done something similar with 1980's End Of The Century, another album that doesn't sound like any other Ramones album. In Spector's hands, the bubblepunk purity of the Ramones got lost in his Wall of Sound; Gouldman turned the Ramones into a new wave pop band. Neither End Of The Century nor Pleasant Dreams is at the same transcendent level as the classic fist four Ramones albums that preceded them.

Ignoring the anomaly of this album's place in the larger Carbona-huffin' picture, though, I need to risk contradicting myself: Pleasant Dreams is a fantastic record. Fantastic. I know Marky Ramone liked it, and we've established that Johnny hated it, but the fact that it wasn't Rocket To Russia doesn't prevent it from being compelling in its own right.

Pleasant Dreams is loaded with great Ramones songs, from "We Want The Airwaves" to "It's Not My Place (In The 9 To 5 World)" to "She's A Sensation" to the superb album closer "Sitting In My Room." "The KKK Took My Baby Away" is the best-known of the bunch. Would the tracks sound better if Ed Stasium or Tommy Ramone had produced them? Possibly. They sound pretty good as-is.

"All's Quiet On The Eastern Front" was my immediate pick when I bought the album in '81, and it has remained so. It's the sprightliest song ever done about a serial killer, stalking the street 'til the break of day, a track delivered with decidedly un-Ramoneslike percussion, and with backing vocals from Dee Dee Ramone asking that musical question, Can't you think my movements talk? Hey, you unsuspecting soon-to-be victims: Pleasant dreams!

THE ISLEY BROTHERS: Shout (Part 1)

The Greatest Record Ever Made!

THE HIGH FREQUENCIES: Cleanup Time

From the High Frequencies' current album Get High, "Cleanup Time" has become one of my top go-to tracks of late. Invigmoratin'! And it plays here again on Sunday, within an added political context. In this country, it is long, long past cleanup time.

SORROWS: Cricket Man

Epic. Power pop greats Sorrows recorded their originally-unreleased farewell album Parting Such Sweet Sorrow in one single night's session in 1981. Decades later, this eminently satisfying record was rescued from the archives and at long last issued by the visionary Big Stir Records label in 2025. It was one of the best albums of the year.

"Never Mind" became our show's pick hit from the record--it was our # 15 most-played track in 2025--but the mic-drop moment is "Cricket Man," Sorrows' immense and heartfelt tribute to the recently-slain John Lennon. It takes TIRnRR a while to find sufficient airspace to accommodate a five-and-a-half-minute track in our short-attention-span format, no matter how utterly wonderful the track is. "Cricket Man" was worth waiting for. Nothing is Sorrow-proof, and "Cricket Man" provides a stunning salute to one of the prime architects of the music we love, and a stirring farewell from a great band deeply affected by the pop world the Beatles helped build.

Fab. Sweet. Unforgettable.

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Friday, January 30, 2026

BOPPIN's Monthly Day Off

Once a month, Boppin' (Like The Hip Folks Do) pauses its guano-crazy commitment to daily public posting and instead preps a private post, shared only with its beloved paid patrons. 

This month's private post is "Guitars Vs. Rayguns!! Battle Of The Band," another entry in my series of short stories about a foul-mouthed, planet-hopping rock 'n' roll group and their interstellar hijinks. Humor! Science fiction! Rock! Roll! And a LOT of swearing; jeez, these musicians are potty mouths.

In 2019, the introductory "Guitars Vs. Rayguns" became my first-ever fiction sale (after decades of sporadic attempts), and it was published in 2020 by AHOY Comics in the pages of Billionaire Island # 5. Several more AHOY short story sales followed. A second GvsR story, "Guitars Vs. Rayguns!! Last Stand On Uranus," was published in 2025's Toxic Crusaders # 1. I'm particularly jazzed to see what a writer for Florida Geek Scene said about "Last Stand On Uranus" in a review of Toxic Crusaders # 1:

" 'Guitars vs. Rayguns! Last Stand on Uranus' by Carl Cafarelli and [artist] Joe Orsak is exactly what it sounds like: a space rock band accidentally causes a brawl in a dive bar on Uranus by insulting the Eagles. It’s dumb in the best way possible, full of one-liners and ridiculous action. You know exactly what kind of story it is within the first few panels, and it never lets up. It’s just fun."

HuzZAH! All of my AHOY short stories (and more!) will be collected in my next book Guitars Vs. Rayguns!! Short Stories And Other White Lies, which I hope to publish in May or thereabouts. 

The new story "Guitars Vs. Rayguns!! Battle Of The Band" will post to patrons on Sunday. Since it's a direct sequel to "Last Stand On Uranus," patrons will also receive the earlier story today, giving them a chance to be completely up to date on all things Guitars Vs. Rayguns. 

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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.

Thursday, January 29, 2026

THE GREATEST RECORD EVER MADE! The Isley Brothers, "Shout" [Buffalo Bills edition]

Drawn from previous posts, 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. Today, this is THE GREATEST RECORD EVER MADE!


THE ISLEY BROTHERS: Shout
Written by O'Kelly Isley Junior, Rudolph Isley, and Ronald Isley
Produced by Hugo & Luigi [Hugo Peretti and Luigi Creatore]
Single, RCA Victor, 1959

Our passions help (or try to help) sustain us in troubled times. Our hobbies and interests can provide the distraction or involvement we need to function when we might feel tempted to just shut down. Music, movies, books, gaming, competitive napping, writin' a blog, your et, your al., and your what-have-you all fall within the broad category of things that ease our efforts to get through the all-of-this of all of this. In the words of a former Beatle: Whatever gets you through the night. 

For me, my night- and day-clearing activities include listening to music, reading comic books and pulp fiction, watching TV, and following a few sports teams. One of those sports teams is the Buffalo Bills.

Confession time: If sports things ever wind up playing out the way I wish, I will have unabashed divided loyalties on some future Super Bowl Sunday. I will, of course, be tuned into This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio as always. But I'm a former resident of Buffalo, and if the Buffalo Bills make it to the Super Bowl in, say, 2027 or 2028 or please, God, EVENTUALLY!!,  I'm gonna watch, and I'm gonna be shoutin' at the screen the whole time. The Bills make me wanna SHOUT! 

Not...always for the right reasons. 

The Bills had a pretty good season this year, albeit a season that once again ended in disappointment. Ugh--crushing disappointment. Early on, this looked like it could be the Bills' year. It was not to be. But let's go, Buffalo--we'll get 'em next year.

(And I say we start by tackling the razzafrazzin' refs.)

The Bills back in the Super Bowl. That would be cool. It won't take away any of the tsuris and misery of the real world, it won't heal the sick, feed the hungry, or end the wars. A victory for Buffalo won't rid us of ICE, nor prevent the ongoing national tragedy that is this Presidential administration. In schemes that are grand, the meaning of a sports competition is smaller than small.

But it's something to cheer for. Those inconsequential somethings, however ephemeral, do have meaning in the moment. We take the win or endure the loss, and try to fight on through another day.

When the Buffalo Bills score a touchdown, fans sing along to a variation of the Isley Brothers' R & B touchstone "Shout," reworded The Bills make me wanna SHOUT! We can use some shoutin'. Primal scream! Big, BIG primal scream. Catharsis and comfort serve a purpose. Let's go, Buffalo. Survive and advance. 

Just like the rest of us.

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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.

Wednesday, January 28, 2026

COMIC BOOK COVER GALLERY: Comics containing both (then-) new and reprinted material, acquired in the '60s, '70s, and '80s

Today's gallery collects the covers of a few comic books that mixed reprints with then-new material. It used to be a pretty common practice to fill in the back space of a comic book with something previously-published; before royalty programs were initiated for reprints, these were pages the publisher had already bought and paid for, and certainly no one old enough to have read a story from years before could still be reading these juvenile things, right? 

(In the '60s, I started as one of those kids too young to know I was reading something my older siblings may have seen when they were my age. Any comic book story you ain't read is a new story. That adage still applied as I grew to understand a little bit of comics history, and to actively wish to see more comics from the past.)

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. As always: These aren't actual photos of comics in my collection. 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.

Tuesday, January 27, 2026

THE GREATEST RECORD EVER MADE! Elvis Costello and the Attractions, "(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding"

This was written a few years back, and it appears as a chapter in my book The Greatest Record Ever Made! (Volume 1). I wish our stupid world would stop keeping the damned thing relevant.

An infinite number of tracks can each be the greatest record ever made, as long as they take turns. It's Elvis Costello's turn today.


ELVIS COSTELLO AND THE ATTRACTIONS: (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding
Written by Nick Lowe
Produced by Nick Lowe
Single [B-side of Nick Lowe's "American Squirm", originally credited to Nick Lowe and his Sound], Radar Records [UK], 1978

There are so many reasons for me to love this song. It was written by the great Nick Lowe, and originally recorded in 1974 by his group Brinsley Schwarz. It was covered by Elvis Costello and the Attractions, whose brilliant rendition was found on their 1979 album Armed Forces, the first record Brenda ever gave to me. Its lyrics are simultaneously hopeful and defiant. A cover by Curtis Stigers appeared on the multimegacolossalsmash soundtrack to The Bodyguard in 1992, providing Lowe with a nice paycheck and some sort of happy ending. Peace. Love. Understanding. 

Yet I hate the circumstances that so often prompt me to play it.

The week after 9/11, we didn't play much in the way of hopeful or happy tunes. We were angry and afraid, sad, angry, sad, angry. On that week's edition of This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio, Dana and I opened the show with "I Stand Tall" by the Dictators, and proceeded to seek catharsis through music. For the week after that, we received a request from our pal Liz Belmont in New York City, as she dealt with the day-to-day post-9/11 miasma of the embattled Greatest City In The World. Liz wanted hope. Liz wanted the promise of better. Liz wanted to know what was so funny about peace, love, and understanding. Liz wanted Elvis Costello and the Attractions. 

We played the song for her. And we embraced the notion of looking for light in the darkness of insanity.

But so many times, as acts of violence and moments of sheer horror have pummeled us again and again and again and again and...damn it. God damn it. I love this song. I hate the recurring reason why I turn to it.

I don't really believe in God. I don't really disbelieve either; I'm not an Atheist, nor is my belief (or lack thereof) formal enough for me to consider myself an Agnostic. I don't question the existence of God so much as I remain unconvinced either way. I don't know. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it: I don't know.

Technically, I'm still a Catholic, I guess. I was raised Catholic, confirmed Catholic, and I went to Catholic church for decades. But I don't go to the meetings anymore, and I don't pay my membership dues. I respect the Church. I am no longer a part of it.

I respect your faith. Because, I don't know, you may be right. The Christians may be right. The Jews may be right. The Muslims may be right. The Wiccans, the Buddhists, the Atheists? I don't know. Maybe Corporal Klinger was right, in the spec M*A*S*H TV outline I concocted for a Radio and TV Writing course in college, as Klinger's quest to be dismissed from the army as a crazy person led him to fabricate a religion based on the divinity of the Lone Ranger. Hi-Ho Silver, Hallelujah!

Okay. That last one is not right. The others? I don't know. Neither do you.

And it's okay if you believe in something that can't be proven. That's why it's called faith. You may be secure in your belief system to the point that you take it as fact, as...well, Gospel. I have no problem with that. Your beliefs are yours to embrace, yours to proclaim, yours to accept as truth. Faith. Faith is not a sin. 

It only becomes a sin when it is forced upon others. It becomes evil when believers kill on its behalf.

It's true of terrorists, foreign and domestic. It's true of individuals and it's true of groups, true of anyone who would take a weapon of any kind, proclaim a venomous conviction that some lives don't matter, and pass deadly judgement where judgement is not theirs to give. If there is a Hell, its flames await each and every one of them and those who enable them, from fringe groups and hatemongers to the soulless ghouls running the fucking NRA. 

I have attended many Christian services over a span of decades, mostly Catholic, some Protestant, including some Mennonite services. I have attended a number of Jewish services. I have attended one Muslim service, a funeral at the Islamic Society Of Central New York. I confess (har!) that there were a few occasions when a priest or preacher said something from his pulpit that pissed me off, but even the worst of them never struck me as a murderer. More often than not, the Christian services I've experienced have been celebrations of love and hope. The Jewish services I've experienced have been celebrations of love and hope. My sole Muslim service experience was a celebration of love and hope. Religion isn't evil.

But religion is often used as a cloak for the unspeakable. No God--no God--sanctions the slaughter of innocents. This I do know. Zealots--mortal zealots--pervert what they claim is the Sacred Word, and use it as license to commit heinous acts that will condemn them to damnation eternal, as the God they worshiped looks on sadly and says, How could you so misunderstand my command to love?

Love.

I believe in love. I believe in a spiritual bond that connects us all, without silly regard for our many differences. I believe we can be better. I believe that hatred is strong, and I concede that hatred will win many battles. We will have cause to question our faith. But I believe love will prevail. 

When will love prevail? I don't know.

Here on Earth, if there is a God, we are the ones responsible for carrying out His or Her work. Sometimes I believe, and I put God's name to that belief. Sometimes I despair, but retain faith that all hope is not gone, that there is more than pain and hatred and misery. 

What's so funny? Really, what's so goddamned funny?

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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, January 25, 2026

This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio # 1321

Our lives are accompanied by ache. The characteristics of the ache--the litany of losses, failures, broken trusts, broken promises, broken wills, and broken bones--are suffered with infinite variety, each collection of aches as unique as fingerprints or favorite records. Our ache is our own ache. Others may sympathize and care deeply, and we bless them all. We are better people if we care. 

But no one else knows exactly what we're going through, no matter how similar their own aches may be. We didn't come off an assembly line. Our mileage varies. We contain multitudes.

When we can help, we do. We have to. There may not be all that much we can do, sure. Still, we stand, we listen, and we lend a hand when a hand is what's needed. We speak or offer silent support, as the situation demands. When the time is right, we seek a shared comfort in the fragile delights this imperfect life can offer.

Our nation is flooded with heartbreak, and the same sorry status applies to the world at large. It applies in ever-changing degree to people we hold dear. It applies to us.

We can't defeat the ache. That doesn't mean we have to accept it. We resist, with will and determination. And on this inconsequential little radio program, we resist with the audacity of joy.

Joy embraces us and ours. The ache doesn't vanish. Maybe our joy can sing a little louder, at least for a little while. Peace be with you, Dana, and with all of our friends everywhere. This is what rock 'n' roll radio sounded like on another Sunday night in Syracuse this week.

The betting line favors the ache, I guess. I'm still placing my chips on joy.

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

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TIRnRR # 1321: 1/25/2026
TIRnRR FRESH SPINS! Tracks we think we ain't played before are listed in bold

THE LEGAL MATTERS: Stuck With Me (Big Stir, Lost At Sea)
DEBBIE DUVEEN AND THE MILLBANKS: Jennifer Jayne (Woronzow, Neon Classic)
SLY AND THE FAMILY STONE: Everyday People (Epic, Greatest Hits)
MARY-CHAPIN CARPENTER: Passionate Kisses (Columbia, Come On Come On)
STYX: Everybody Raise A Glass (Universal Music Enterprises, Circling From Above)
AMY RIGBY: Hell-Oh Sixty (Tapete, Hang In There With Me)
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JIM BASNIGHT: Think Of Me (Kool Kat Musik, Under The Rock)
THE CHARLATANS: Over Rising (Cherry Red, VA: C91)
THE KINKS: The World Keeps Going Round (Sanctuary, The Anthology 1964-1971)
THE HUMAN LEAGUE: Love Action (I Believe In Love) (Virgin, The Very Best Of The Human League)
THE FOUR TOPS: Standing In The Shadows Of Love (Motown, The Ultimate Collection)
TALKING HEADS: Burning Down The House (Sire, Stop Making Sense)
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THE HALF/CUBES: Whenever You're On My Mind (Jem, Found Pearls)
SUPER 8 FEATURING LISA MYCHOLS: When We Close Our Eyes (Big Stir, VA: Make Something Happen! A Tribute To The Flashcubes)
THE LITTLE GIRLS: How To Pick Up Girls (Valley Pop, Thank Heaven For ValleyPop)
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WILLIE DOWNING: Under The Gaslight (n/a, The Simpleton)
THE BEARDS: This Girl (Sympathy For The Record Industry, Funtown)
THELMA HOUSTON: Jumpin' Jack Flash (Spectrum, The Best Of Thelma Houston)
THE GO-GO'S: This Town IRS, Beauty And The Beat)
THE MONKEES: Pleasant Valley Sunday (Rhino, Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones, Ltd.)
THE BANGLES: The Real World (Omnivore, Ladies And Gentlemen...The Bangles!)
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THE JUNIOR LEAGUE: Sunset Park (Kool Kat Musik, Moon Neither Noticed Nor Ignored)
SPECTRAFLAME: Love Don't Live Here No More (single)
TONY VALENTINO: Riot On The Sunset Strip (Big Stir, Dirty Water Revisited)
THE RAMONES: All's Quiet On The Eastern Front (Rhino, Pleasant Dreams)
THE SUNSETS: Hot Generation (Festival, VA: Down Under Nuggets)
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RANDY KLAWON: Spoonful Of Love (single)
THE CLICK BEETLES: If Not Now Then When? (Futureman, Pop Fossil)
MIKE BROWNING: It's Festival Time (single)
RICHARD HELL AND THE VOIDOIDS: Time (Omnivore, Destiny Street Complete)
THE MYNAH BIRDS: It's My Time (Ace, VA: You Heard Them Here First)
THE MIAMIS: Another Place, Another Time (Omnivore, We Deliver: The Lost Band Of The CBGB Era [1974-1979])
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The Greatest Record Ever Made!
THE ISLEY BROTHERS: Shout (Part 1) (MOJO, VA: Songs The Beatles Taught Us)
THE BOOKENDS: Chasing Time (Jem, Calliope)
THE HIGH FREQUENCIES: Cleanup Time (Jem, Get High)
GO TIME!: Cost Time Commitment (Kool Kat Musik, X)
BOBBY DARIN: If I Were A Carpenter (Atlantic, If I Were A Carpenter)
RONNIE SPECTOR: Favorite Waste Of Time (Bad Girl Sounds, Something's Gonna Happen)
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THE CYNZ: Love's So Lovely (Jem, Confess)
THE SMALL FACES: Hey Girl (Sanctuary, Ultimate Collection)
THE FLASHCUBES: Get The Message (Big Stir, Pop Masters)
EDDIE AND THE HOT RODS: Hard Drivin' Man (Captain Oi, The Singles Collection)
GLENN ERB: Fine Day (single)
THE KNACK: Heartbeat (Capitol, Get The Knack)
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THE MORNING LINE: 90s Pickup (single)
SERGIO CECCANTI: Leave The Past, Don't Look Behind (Kool Kat Musik, Leave The Past, Don't Look Behind)
GAME THEORY: I Mean It This Time (Omnivore, Real Nighttime)
THE CASTAWAYS: Liar, Liar (Rhino, VA: Nuggets)
THE BEATLES: Every Little Thing [Takes 6 and 7] (Apple, Anthology 4)
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JOAN JETT AND THE BLACKHEARTS: Fun, Fun, Fun (Blackheart, Good Music)