Friday, January 11, 2013

A novelty voice is not required to get airplay on Boston's NPR music station



...but it sure seems to help. The artists/songs presented here are in heavy rotation on Boston NPR affiliate WUMB, which is licensed to UMass Boston.

Talent and artistic merit aside, it is apparent that the WUMB music director uses as a criterion what I call "voice weirdness." These certainly are not classically trained voices one hears at the Met!

The banners are from the WUMB playlist archives.

Listen, if you dare (I suggest listening with heavy duty ear plugs in the vicinity of a dozen leaf blowers).

Iris Dement
Go On Ahead and Go Home (from Sing The Delta)



,,,and of course Mr, DeMint

Greg Brown
Bones Bones (from Hymns To What Is Left)



John Hiatt
Homeland (from The Open Road)

The Tallest Man On Earth
Love Is All 

Anais Mitchell
Dyin' Day  




Kasey Chambers & Shane Nichols
Have Mercy On Me (from Wreck & Ruin)
From the nasal alt-country branch...
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Patty Griffin
Mad Mission (from Living With Ghosts)
(she should have kept her day job at Table Talk making pies)







Is There an Echo in Here?

Is There an Echo in Here? Why are so many singer/songwriters so short of words they need to repeat phrases over and over ad nauseam?

A parking lot for contemporary pop songs with repeated repeated repeated lyrics favored for heavy rotation airplay by "WUMB 91.9 FM Boston's NPR Music Station,"

I personally guarantee I will never give airplay to any of these. Well, maybe if I do a "cheesey songs" special.


Black Prairie - "How Do You Ruin Me"





How Do You Ruin Me? - Black Prairie

How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 

In the way that you gave it all, 
In the way that you took it back. 
In the way that you are your own, 
In the way that I wanna make you mine. 

How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 

*Instrumental* 

In the way that I am my own, 
In the way that I am undone, 
In the way that you wish for more, 
In the way I wanna make you mine. 

How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 

*Instrumental* 

Ahhhhhh 
Ahhhhhh 

*Instrumental* 

In the way that you are your own, 
In the way that I am mine. 
In the way that I want to make you… 

How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 
How do you ruin me? 

How do you ruin me? (Ahhh) 
How do you ruin me? (Ahhh) 
How do you ruin me? (Ahhh)


Nanci Griffith, Stranded in the High Ground

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Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Jon Fromer, presente!


From emma's revolution.

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Jon Fromer, presente!

We are deeply mourning the passing, this morning, of our friend and justice troubadour, Jon Fromer.
With his gorgeous soulful voice and powerful guitar playing, Jon could move you to dance or to cry--and always move you to action. Jon was a teenager when he marched across the Edmund Pettus Bridge in the Selma to Montgomery March for voting rights in 1965. He continued his music and activism in support of peace, immigration, human rights and especially labor rights. He brought his activism to his work as a TV producer in the San Francisco Bay Area where he produced more than 1,000 programs and won numerous awards, including Emmys. Typically his bio on the KQED website includes this line:"More important than the honors Fromer has received is the human touch and appreciation for the diversity of the community that is reflected in all his work."
Jon was awarded the Joe Hill Artist Lifetime Achievement Award from the Labor Heritage Foundation. We did concerts with Jon in the Bay Area and, for the last 12 years, we sang with Jon at the School of the Americas Watch Vigil in Ft. Benning, Columbus GA. He was a crucial part of the music and the musicians collective. In addition to his songs like "Gonna Take Us All" and "Welcome", no one could lead "Rockin' Solidarity" or "We Shall Overcome" like Jon.
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He battled stomach cancer for the last two years and, even in his last days, Jon was still miraculously strong in spirit and energy, recording some of his newest songs. (Hear Waves, a beautiful duet he sang with his wife Mary just this fall at La Pena.)
Pat's been going to sleep every night with Jon's songs playing in her head and waking up with them still playing. And we both have been singing our favorite song of his. With Bernie Gilbert, Jon wrote the song for Rosa Parks but the chorus seems so appropriate now:
"My feet are tired, my feet are tired.
My feet are tired, but my soul is rested."
We love you and we already miss you so much, Jon. We are grateful for your spirit, your music, your humor, your love for us and your passion for justice.
Jon Fromer, presente!