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Saturday, April 4, 2026

10 SONGS: 4/4/2026

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 # 1330

THE KINKS: Lola

The Kinks' 1970 hit "Lola" reentered the public discussion in March. Gee...thanks, Moby.

As easy as it would be to rag on Moby for completely misunderstanding "Lola" and misinterpreting the song as some kind of jokey anti-LGBTQ+ embarrassment, I'll give Moby an eensy bit of benefit of doubt. I can see how someone could read the lyrics, reflect on the song's tale of a man besotted by an encounter with Lola, a presumed woman who (it's implied)  turns out to be a male transvestite, but the besotted bloke remains in love with Lola nonetheless. He's glad he's a man, and so is Lola. I suppose one could conceivably hear snark or scorn in the narrative. 

I don't hear it. And I don't think it's there.

Excerpted from a previous post:

"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and speculate that AM radio Top 40 playlists in the early '70s didn't generally include an awful lot of songs about transvestites, at least not in regular rotation. There was Lou Reed's 'Walk On The Wild Side' in 1972, of course, but beyond that? I can only think of one other example, from a couple of years before Reed's Holly came up from F-L-A. In 1970, she spelled her name L-O-L-A, Lola.

"Girls will be boys, and boys will be girls
It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world 
Except for Lola
Lo lo lo lo Lola
Well I left home just the week before
And I'd never ever kissed  a woman before
Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said, "Little boy, I'm gonna make you a man"
Now I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I am
And I'm glad I'm a man
And so is Lola

"The ambiguity is deliberate; in its context, the phrase 'so is Lola' allows the possibility that Lola isn't necessarily a male in female guise, but perhaps is a woman, and she's glad that the singer's a man. No one interprets the song's meaning in that way. The clear consensus is that Lola's a dude.

"Not that there's anything wrong with that.

"I was oblivious to all of this. I was just a clueless li'l adolescent during Nixon's first term, and 'Lola' was a great song I heard on the radio. Its distinctive guitar opening, its lyrical imagery of a Soho nightclub where the champagne tastes just like cherry cola, and its irresistible singalong chorus made my radio yearn for greater volume to accommodate the song's pop power...

"...Within a few days after the Kinks' [1977] Saturday Night Live spot, I was speaking on the phone with my friend Lissa DeAngelo. As grizzled, mature high school students, we now understood the meaning of 'Lola' 's lyrics, and Lissa wondered if that meant Kinks leader Ray Davies was gay. I shrugged--yes, one can shrug over the phone--and said basically, I dunno, don't think so, but whatever. The previous year, a guy in the Class of '76 had brought a male companion to the Senior Ball; attitudes were changing--slowly, incrementally, at a glacier's breakneck pace, but changing nonetheless, and changing for the better. There was still a long way to go, and there's still a long way yet to go. The Kinks don't deserve much credit for that. But 'Lola' was undeniably a factor in my own evolving realization that gay rights were human rights. Years before Seinfeld made it a punch line, 'Lola' demonstrated that yeah, there wasn't anything wrong with that...."

We live in a time when LGBTQ+ rights are in constant peril, under constant attack. That's always been true, but right now feels worse than it's been in decades, and the situation shows no promise of immediate improvement. It's a serious, serious problem, and it must not be taken lightly.

It's ludicrous to think that the Kinks' "Lola" is in any way a part of that problem.

SLYBOOTS: If We Could Let Go

For yesterday's imaginary playlist of songs this messed up-world needs right now, I said:

"I will say that my # 1 choice in this subject is most definitely the 2024 clarion call 'If We Could Let Go' by the fab NYC group Slyboots. I wrote about that sublime track here, and you can buy yourself a digital copy of the song here. Given the troubles of our times, there's a decent shot "If We Could Let Go" is gonna rack up additional spins on almost every TIRnRR for the rest of the year. As I've written elsewhere, 'As the country and the world seem increasingly eager to leap into the abyss and take us all with it, I've been trying to draw strength from my current favorite phrase: The audacity of joy. It takes a lot--a lot--to even attempt any kind of positive outlook. But we can't give up on hope. That would mean giving in, and that's what the bad guys want us to do. I refuse. We need to do much more than just hold hands and sing "Kumbaya"...but we DO also need to hold hands and sing "Kumbaya." If we lose joy, we lose everything.' "

I am not letting go of that.

THE SHIRTS: I Wanna Be A Rocker

Wanna be a rocker? Worthy goal! As part of the 1970s NYC rock 'n' roll scene centered at CBGB and Max's Kansas City, the Shirts pursued that goal with determined flair. The Shirts recorded three albums for Capitol Records, but the group doesn't get mentioned often enough alongside storied scenemates like the Ramones, Blondie, Talking Heads, Television, and the Heartbreakers. They should be. The Shirts were the real deal.

The two Capitol records are long out of print (though available digitally), but the visionary Think Like A Key Music label has returned the classic Shirts sound to retail with a pair of exquisite archival live releases: 2025's Live Featuring Annie Golden (recorded live in the studio in 1981) and 2026's Live At Paradise 1979. Collectively, these two records are the next best thing to being near Bowery and Bleecker at precisely the right time to experience the rush of the Shirts in live performance.

From Live At Paradise 1979, last week's TIRnRR spin of "Starts With A Handshake" and this week's spin of "I Wanna Be A Rocker" serve up ace in-concert renditions of Shirts songs we've never played before. On our next show, we're turning to a Live At Paradise 1979 performance of a Shirts song already well-known to our listeners.

I'm telling you: Those are our plans.

THE HIVES: Tick Tick Boom

I first heard the Hives around 2002, when I saw them gloriously lip-sync "I Hate To Say I Told You So" on Top Of The Pops. At the time, this long-running British TV music program was carried Stateside on BBC America, and I watched its weekly cablecast whenever I could. Watching that day with my seven-year-old daughter, the sight and sound of the Hives had us dancing gleefully in the living room--cool memory, that. Visually, the Hives reminded me of Paul Revere and the Raiders (albeit without the Revolutionary  War costumes), and the music suggested a herky-jerky blend of punk, pop, and Nuggets-approved '60s garage. I loved it.

A few weeks ago, our pal Fritz Van Leaven emailed me: "You've played the Hives, but never this cut. Curious to hear what you think of it." Well, "Tick Tick Boom" (from the group's 2007 work The Black And White Album) immediately reminded me of why I fell in love with the Hives' music in the first place. I bought the track and put it on the radio at my first opportunity. Thanks for the tip, Fritz!

THE BARRACUDAS: (I Wish It Could Be) 1965 Again

The Greatest Record Ever Made!

P. P. ARNOLD: Angel Of The Morning
EVIE SANDS: Any Way That You Want Me
THE BOBBY FULLER FOUR: Julie
THE TROGGS: Wild Thing
THE HOLLIES: I Can't Let Go

This week's show had already been programmed when we heard of the passing of songwriter Chip Taylor. At least some modest tribute to Taylor's work and legacy felt imperative, so we made the playlist changes necessary to accommodate five songs from the Chip Taylor songbook.

We went with two of Taylor's hits in their familiar renditions: "Wild Thing" by the Troggs and "I Can't Let Go" (co-written with Al Gorgoni) by the Hollies. We wanted to include singer/songwriter/guitarist Evie Sands, who was a friend of Taylor; she recorded several of his songs in the '60s, and we chose her 1969 single of "Any Way That You Want Me" as representation. We went with P. P. Arnold's cover of "Angel Of The Morning," and the Bobby Fuller Four's album track "Julie." Amazing songwriting talent; the world is poorer for the loss, but richer for having been able to hear Taylor's work in the first place.

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Tuesday, October 27, 2020

10 SONGS: 10/27/2020

10 Songs is a weekly list of ten songs that happen to be on my mind at the moment. Given my intention to usually write these on Mondays, the lists are often dominated by songs played on the previous 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 # 1048.

THE FLESHTONES: American Beat '84

A national treasure! I think I first heard The Fleshtones in the very early '80s, either via the live version of "Shadowline" on the 2-LP soundtrack of the film Urgh! A Music War, or via an MTV airing of "R-I-G-H-T-S." I had the Urgh! record, and the 1981 Roman Gods record became my first dedicated Fleshtones purchase. The Roman Gods track "Let's See The Sun" was my go-to 'Tones tune in short order. Super-Rock!

Within just a few years, though, the supremacy of "Let's See The Sun" was abruptly usurped by "American Beat '84." WBNY-FM in Buffalo hooked me on the track, and its appearance in an early scene in the Tom Hanks slob comedy Bachelor Party sealed the deal. I bought the 12" single at a used record store on Buffalo's Hertel Avenue, and it remains one of my all-time favorites.

ROBERT GORDON: Someday, Someway

I think Robert Gordon's rock-solid rendition of "Someday, Someway" was released prior to the song's author Marshall Crenshaw's version, but I definitely heard MC's version first. Both are great.

JOEY MOLLAND: Rainy Day Man

In last week's edition of my Greatest Record Ever Made! video series, I talked about how much Badfinger's "Baby Blue" meant to me. You can see the video here, you can read about it here, and you can read my GREM! book chapter about the song here

That's prologue. Now, Badfinger's beloved guitarist Joey Molland has a brand-new album out, Be True To Yourself. Working with producer Mark Hudson and such stalwarts as Micky Dolenz and Julian Lennon, Molland retains the essential These guys sound like The Beatles! promise that made me a Badfinger fan when I was in middle school. "Rainy Day Man" is an awesome single, ready-made for radio, a beguiling tease for a must-have album.

IRENE PEÑA: It Must Be Summer

Hey, congratulations to America's Sweetheart Irene Peña, as she assumes benevolent stewardship of Big Stir Records' essential digital singles series. The story of TIRnRR's blissful history as Peñamaniacs was told here, and we're delighted that the Big Stir singles will continue in such capable hands. To celebrate, we figured we'd serve up a repeat spin of Ms. Peña's own recent Big Stir single, her irresistible cover of Fountains Of Wayne's "It Must Be Summer." It must be Big Stir. Huzzah, Irene!

THE O'JAYS: Love Train

A message from The O'Jays. The message never goes out of style (which is good), and the need to repeat it never fades away (which is unfortunate). Get on board.

THE ROLLERS: Who'll Be My Keeper

Both this week's playlist and the CD reissue of the 1979 album Elevator credit this track to The Bay City Rollers, but the original LP and its little-heard follow-ups shortened the group's name to just The Rollers. I wrote about Elevator here, and elsewhere I also wrote this:

I adored The Bay City Rollers--"Rock 'n' Roll Love Letter,""Yesterday's Hero," and a superb album track called "Wouldn't You Like It" are sublime power pop nuggets that transcend the perceived limitations of teeny-bop pop--but this post-mania LP is the only full Rollers album that ever grabbed me. By this time, lead singer Les McKeown had split (replaced by Duncan Faure, late of the group Rabbitt), and the group had shortened its name and released this album as a desperate bid for a new audience. Desperate or not, it sounds fine, especially the fab "Who'll Be My Keeper."

There is some fabulous stuff to be found in this brief chapter of The Bay City Rollers' career, '79 to about '82 or so. I've still never heard the rare cassette-only release Burning Rubber, but both Voxx and Ricochet include a few stellar tracks, particularly "85," "God Save Rock And Roll," "Roxy Lady," and "Doors, Bars, Metal."

EVIE SANDS: Don't Look Back Don't Look Down

Singer. Songwriter. Producer. Musician. Evie Sands has been making records for more than five decades, but her music first came to my ears because of her association with SoCal musician (and expatriate Central New Yorker) Adam Marsland. In the first decade of our current sparkly century. Sands played guitar and sang as a member of Adam Marsland's Chaos Band, and I saw her when the AMCB did a club show in Syracuse circa...2005, maybe? They were on a bill with local combo Beauty Scene Outlaws, and it was the first night I ever heard BSO's song "Carl Cafarelli," about some crazy guy who later tried to maintain a daily blog. Weirdo. It was also the night I annoyed AMCB bassist Teresa Cowles by asking her if she played regularly in any bands back in L.A.; Yeah, I was just on stage here with my Danelectro bass, she replied, the you moron! unstated but clearly implied. Oops.

(In my defense, I did know who she was, but mistakenly believed she was just filling in on tour for Severo, whom I thought was the band's regular bassist; I didn't realize Severo had joined The Smithereens, and Cowles was now the AMCB's permanent four-string wizard. With my faux pas corrected, Teresa Cowles allowed me to live. I'm grateful for that.)

I didn't really speak with Evie Sands, but I bought some CDs of her old recordings, including her original '60s versions of songs like "I Can't Let Go" and "Angel Of The Morning." Evie Sands was the first artist to record and release those tunes, before they became hits for The Hollies and Merrilee Rush, respectively. Now, Evie has a brand-new album called Get Of Your Own Way, which was just released in Europe and is officially due out in the States in January. I joined the Kickstarter for that project, and the magnificent end result has been well worth the long wait. We'll be hearing another track from Get Out Of Your Own Way on next week's show.

THE TROGGS: I Can't Control Myself

Well, it's certainly been a minute or two since I've written an entry in The Everlasting First, my A-Z series of reminiscences about how I first encountered various musical acts and fictional characters. The most recent full entries were S Is For THE SEX PISTOLS in November of 2018 and S Is For THE SHADOW in August of 2019. T Is For TARZAN is waaaaay overdue, and that further delays its eventual successor, T Is For THE TROGGS. Wild Thing, you make my heart sing. But in the mean time, this week's show programmed a spin of my favorite Troggs track, "I Can't Control Myself." I had the 1966 Atco Records 45, albeit a little over a decade after the fact, intrigued by its then-scandalous description of a girl whose slacks were low and her hips were showin', ba-ba-bop-a-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba. Oh, no? Oh,YES!

WAR: Low Rider

As much as I loved War's big hit "Why Can't We Be Friends?" when I was 15 in 1975, it was the only War song that mattered to me at the time. War's earlier AM radio smash "The Cisco Kid" hadn't connected with me in '73, nor did I have much use for "Low Rider," the follow-up to "Why Can't We Be Friends?" I didn't really succumb to "Low Rider" until the early '90s, when a fantastic Syracuse group called L'il Georgie and the Shufflin' Hungarians used to include it in their raucous 'n' funky live sets. Then I got it, and suddenly found myself the willing slave to its Latin-derived rhythm and cobra-like groove. The Hungarians did a great cover, but nothing can match the original.

The whims and alchemy that combine to create each weekly TIRnRR playlist somehow led me to wanna program "Low Rider" this week. I don't think we ever played it on any previous show, and I didn't actually own a copy of the song. But ya can't argue with a DJ's whims--it's unhealthy and rude--so I purchased a two-CD War anthology just so I could play "Low Rider." The rest of the set sounds pretty damned good, too, so War will likely continue on future shows. My teenage self was such a clueless little pisser.

KIM WILDE: Kids In America

On This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio, we tend to play The Muffs' willfully snarky and messy cover of "Kids In America" more often than we play the original 1981 version by British singer Kim Wilde. We love both versions. I recall that Kim Wilde's eponymous debut LP was once a fave on my turntable--mostly for "Kids In America," of course, but I remember playing and digging the album as a whole, or at least some of its tracks. I'm curious to re-investigate that sound, to see if it still holds up for me almost forty years later. But my copy of that album is long, long gone, a victim of one of the many periodic purges my vinyl collection has endured over the years. I'm not a kid anymore.

Kids in America. When the record came out in the summer of '81, I was 21 years old, already a year out of college, living with my girlfriend in a one-bedroom apartment. I was still a kid, emotionally and chronologically, though I was trying hard to pretend otherwise. 

I voted for the first time the preceding November. I wish I could say that I voted to re-elect Jimmy Carter, a fine man whom I did not appreciate until it was far too late. I can at least say that I did not vote for Reagan--God, no--but I wish that I hadn't wasted my vote on third-party candidate John Anderson. I was a kid. I didn't know any better...but I should have.

Forty years later, I can't necessarily claim that I've learned all that much. But I keep trying. I married the girlfriend. We voted on Sunday. We hope all the other kids in America will do the same. 

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