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WXNA Crate Digger’s Week – March 20, 2025

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In honor of the first WXNA Record Fair on Sunday, March 23 at Eastside Bowl, March 17-23, 2025 is Crate Digger’s Week on WXNA! Today’s installment is a three-sided serving of great memories and great records!

Brian Eno – Another Green World
Anne McCue – Songs On The Wire

When I was about 15 years old, I would catch the train into Sydney with a great friend and go to all the secondhand book and record shops in the city. We’d also go to the several indie record stores and check out all the imports from England by bands like The Jam and XTC. It was an exciting time! I discovered a lot of poetry books and found a lot of cheap secondhand records, too. Our hearts and ears were open to new discoveries.

One of these was a 10-inch Benny Goodman Sextet record from the late 40s which featured the song, “He’s Funny That Way.” In those days I bought books and records based on the way they made me feel when I held them in my hands. The guy at the checkout couldn’t believe I’d want this record because I was wearing my semi-punk-new-wave gear and was so young. But I knew it was going to be great, and it was!

Later, when I moved to Melbourne I shared a house with a record nerd and he introduced me to Another Green World by Brian Eno. When I heard the guitar solo on “St. Elmo’s Fire” I couldn’t believe it. In fact, I didn’t even know it was a guitar. I had already been playing guitar for a few years by then and had even dabbled in experimentalism – banging my loose strings on the pick-up and recording from one cassette player to another cassette player. (Eventually, I got a 4 track cassette recorder!) When he told me it was Robert Fripp and it was indeed a guitar, I was committed to playing electric lead guitar forever.

Through a series of unfortunate incidents, I had to leave my entire record collection in Australia and don’t have access to it anymore. I’ll always have a strong and heartbreaking yearning for those records! So when I find a record like Another Green World in a secondhand shop over here, I am beyond
thrilled. This is one of my favorite records of all time! Eno is from another world as was his friend, David Bowie.

Music has got me through all the worst times. Hearing this record takes me back to those many nights sitting by the fire and just listening to albums with kindred spirits – it’s a lost art of communication. Just sitting and listening to records with friends. xo

 

The Clash – The Clash (U.S. Version)
Tommy Womack – Tommy Womack’s Happiness Hour

This copy of the American version of the first Clash album has been in my collection since 1979. It was a revelation to put it mildly. I was an angry disaffected 16-year-old senior in high school, and one of the squarest of pegs. When that album fired up on my turntable and “Clash City Rockers” roared out, I heard for the first time a fellow who was as angry as me. If Elvis Presley had contracted rabies, he would have been Joe Strummer.

As a professional musician of more than forty years, there are few notes I’ve ever played that can’t be traced back to this album. It’s still a major part of my life. I even front a Clash cover band called Tommy Gun and let me tell you, it’s a strenuous assignment to try and be Joe Strummer for fifty or sixty minutes. The least you say is that this record is that it’s a rock and roll classic. The most you could say? The words haven’t been invented yet.

 

The Who – It’s Hard
popGeezer – The Morning Show

My last semester in College — Fall of 1982 — was the time of The Who. I saw them twice in one weekend, and their then current album, It’s Hard, was my closest friend during that lonely Fall.

Watch this space for more Crate Digger’s stories all week long!

WXNA Crate Digger’s Week – March 19, 2025

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In honor of the first WXNA Record Fair on Sunday, March 23 at Eastside Bowl, March 17-23, 2025 is Crate Digger’s Week on WXNA! Watch this space for stories from our DJs about some of their favorite record finds!

 

The Great Society With Grace Slick – Conspicuous Only In Its Absence
Michael Roark – Hazy Ways & The Friday Afternoon Club

I can endlessly tell stories (as I’m sure everyone can) about how this song or that album or which artist hit me, hurt me, or healed me. I do it every week in some capacity on both of my shows (Hazy Ways and The Friday Afternoon Club) whether consciously or not.

I was the youngest of five, living in a small town in Southern Colorado that housed the state penitentiary. We were Irish quintuplets. You do the math. I was introduced to music, as most people are who have both parents and older siblings in their life,  and to an array of artists and albums.

It was a classic early-70s split level home. I shared one room with my brother closest in age, one year my senior. The two eldest boys (also a year a part) shared a room next door. My sister — in the middle, age-wise — had her own room squeezed in nearby. My parents were downstairs and from their turntable in the family room I was turned on to Simon and Garfunkel’s Bridge Over Troubled Water, Carole King’s Tapestry, and The Beatles’ Abbey Road, among others. I recall my sister playing The Best of Bread and the soundtrack to Grease on her stereo. It seems my brother and I were always listening to ABBA in our room, the closest I ever came to musical theater. But the music from my older brothers’ bedroom had a different patina, which eventually led me down roads I will forever travel. Not to say the music from my parents stereo or Bread or ABBA or the soundtrack to Grease won’t always color the edges of my musical journey.

Two albums stand out from my elder brothers’ room. First, was Tom Petty and the Heartbreaker’s You’re Gonna Get It. My brother played it one day, and when he left, I snuck into his room, took it, and listened to it in mine for the rest of the afternoon, flipping each side over several times. When he came home and heard me playing it, he immediately took it back with a light scold, as he was probably secretly pleased I glommed on to his new favorite band. A year or so later my other brother put on a record and I recall the first song rattled my little mind. I never imagined it possible that I would hear my mother’s favorite expletive sung out loud in a song. “Precious” was the song from The Pretenders debut album.

As I got older, years passed and music filtered in, as music always does. At some point, I became smitten with Jefferson Starship, which led to Jefferson Airplane. I loved Grace Slick. Her album Software was a favorite of mine my senior year in high school. One day in spring of 1985, coming back from a Speech and Debate meet in Denver, our school bus stopped in Colorado Springs for lunch. It so happened that one of southern Colorado’s best record stores, Independent Records (which is still there today 40 years later), was across the street. I hit the bins and looked through the stacks. In the Jefferson Airplane section I found a curiosity, The Great Society with Grace Slick – Conspicuous Only In Its Absence. I wondered what this was. Curiously, “White Rabbit” was on it. “Somebody To Love,” too. I was unsure if it was real. The cover had this nearly absent, faded overlay of Grace Slick, while prominently displaying four young men with shaggy hair. Was this some kind of ruse? I presented it to my favorite friend, one who turned me on to Talking Heads, and asked if I should get it. He said that I definitely should get it, probably knowing that this gem, which was said to be pre-Jefferson Airplane, might knock me out of my flighty gravitational pull towards mid-‘80s synthesized Grace Slick. (For the record, the cheese of Software still holds a kind of sticky-fondue love in my heart.)

So, digging through crates, bins, or stacks can lead to life-changing roads to travel down. Conspicuous Only In Its Absence opened up my imagination to a time and place gone by. Suddenly I was hanging out at The Matrix in San Francisco circa 1965. Its raw sound was startling to me on first listen. Was it good? I wasn’t sure. But I knew after subsequent turns it was realigning synapses in my brain. Not unlike digging through these memories has reminded me of the inroads of my mind at a time when everything was new. But music is never old. It is always new, forever reverberating, always and anon, like a tsunami in the atavistic ocean of being. Oh, boy. I think it’s time to end there. Dig, Lazarus, Dig!

Watch this space for more Crate Digger’s stories all week long!

WXNA Crate Digger’s Week – March 18, 2025

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In honor of the first WXNA Record Fair on Sunday, March 23 at Eastside Bowl, March 17-23, 2025 is Crate Digger’s Week on WXNA! Today we have a double-sided serving of Crate Digger’s stories, and you don’t even have to get up to turn the record over!

 

Fleetwood Mac – Live at the Boston Tea Party
Jaimie Hart – Web of Sound

My dad, the infamous Rick Hart, was in the audience for these legendary shows during the weekend of his 22nd birthday — February 5-7, 1970. I love listening to these records, not just for the music but because I can imagine him having the time of his life. I like to think that some of the applause captured in the recordings includes his own cheers and claps.

I’m also a big Peter Green fan, thanks in part to my dad’s impeccable taste in music, which he passed down to me. It’s wild to hear live versions of some favorite songs bursting with even more energy than their studio counterparts. The band sounds completely unhinged at times — especially during a 24-minute version of “Rattlesnake Shake.” Other highlights include the punch of “Oh Well,” a ridiculously punk take on “Tutti Frutti,” and the mesmerizing call-and-response between Peter Green and Danny Kirwan on “Like It This Way.” No one held back that weekend, and it’s easy to lose yourself in these recordings… almost as if you’re right there with Rick.

I also love how the three releases form a cohesive design. When they came out, I’d buy one, listen to it, and then get excited to pick up the next — stretching out the joy a little longer. If you want to feel like you’ve traveled back in time (or just need a good way to disassociate), I highly recommend giving these a listen. If you haven’t yet experienced the raw power of OG Fleetwood Mac, you’re welcome.

Happy listening—and don’t forget to wish Rick a happy birthday!

 

Rolling Stones – Let It Bleed
Gwil Owen – Salty Candy

When I was nine years old I was obsessed with the Rolling Stones. I had one album; the greatest hits record with the octagonal cover. I’d asked for it for my birthday and I played that thing over and over and over.

One day my dad offered me a penny for every dandelion I dug out of the yard. He went off to work and I worked all day too: I dug up 500 dandelions. That evening we sat in the grass and counted them, then he handed me a five-dollar bill.

So, next morning I walked downtown to a little store called Huzza Huzza. It was the local head shop. It was dark and mysterious in there, and the air was full of incense. They sold paraphernalia, blacklight posters… and records. The records were in the back room; I pushed through a bead curtain, found the Rolling Stones section and started flipping through the albums. But they all seemed very dated: the covers were black and white and the band had short-ish hair and some of the guys were even wearing suits.

The girl behind the counter said “Are you looking for the new Stones album?”

I didn’t even know they had a new album, but yeah, I guess that was what I was looking for. She pulled out a copy and handed it to me: Let it Bleed. It definitely did NOT look dated; the cover was just… weird, like nothing I had ever seen before. I forked over the five dollars and walked out of there with my new prize: the first album I had ever bought.

And it did not disappoint; I still have it, and it’s still one of the most mind-blowing things I’ve ever heard in my life.

Watch this space for more Crate Digger’s stories all week long!

WXNA Crate Digger’s Week – March 17, 2025

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In honor of the first WXNA Record Fair on Sunday, March 23 at Eastside Bowl, March 17-23, 2025 is Crate Digger’s Week on WXNA! Watch this space for stories from our DJs about some of their favorite record finds!

 

Ramones – It’s Alive
Randy Fox – Randy’s Record Shop

Some record collectors are born, others are made, and then there are those of us that get struck with divine revelation. Although I’ve always loved music, all through my childhood and teenage years I was never a fanatic about it. Sure, I would hear something I liked on the radio and buy the record occasionally, but for the first 18 years of my life my obsession-gene was satisfied with being a comic book collector, a science fiction and horror fan, comedy nut, and cinephile.

The music thing began to appeal to me more when I was 15 and bought my first Beatles record — The Beatles/1967-1970 aka “The Blue Album” — in 1978. I was soon on the hunt for every Beatles record, but my obsessiveness only applied to that one band. The rest of my record collection was movie soundtrack albums and comedy records. (I could recite, from memory, the entire contents of The Album Of The Soundtrack Of The Trailer Of The Film Of Monty Python And The Holy Grail (Executive Version) just to give you an idea of how big a nerd I was!)

I blame part of my lack of musical interest on the fact that I lived in the sticks. No, scratch that, Dunmor, Kentucky was on the other side of the sticks. I was at least 50 miles from any record store, even a crappy mall chain store. I also had no “music mentor”— an older sibling, cousin, friend, etc. — who could hip me to the good stuff. All I knew about music, other than John-Paul-George-Ringo, was what I heard on the couple of radio stations I listened to, most of which didn’t excite me much. Even when I heard something that I kinda liked, I was often disappointed by the vinyl follow-through. I remember hearing some song by Foreigner that seemed catchy, so I actually ponied up the cash for the LP, which I found to be pretty damn bland. It ended up behind my 45 of the Welcome Back, Kotter theme song in order of preference.

In October 1979, movie critics (and my biggest pop culture “rock stars” of the time) Siskel & Ebert aired a special “Midnight Movies” episode of their movie review show, Sneak Previews. They reviewed and discussed The Rocky Horror Picture Show (which I had the soundtrack album!), Pink Flamingos, Dawn of the Dead, and most significantly, a little film called Rock’n’Roll High School starring The Ramones.

Now here was a band that I could dig! From just a few film clips, I was hooked. I knew nothing about punk, new wave, or whatever ya call it music, but these Ramones guys looked awesome! However, finding a Ramones record in Muhlenberg County was pretty much impossible. Who knows why, but none ever turned up at Uncle Lee’s Discount Center in Powderly, Kentucky in between the ample supply of Skynyrd and 38 Special LPs.

Flash forward to late August 1981, and my first semester at Western Kentucky University in Bowling Green, Kentucky. The second week of school, the campus bookstore announced a “RECORD SALE!” which turned out to be just a table full of cut-out LPs, budget line releases, and cheap imports. But that’s where I found a Portuguese import of The Ramones’ 2-LP live album, It’s Alive, for the cheap price of just $6.99. It was my first Ramones record, my first punk record, and it changed everything!

The “Brothers from Queens” not only proved to be a perfect embodiment for my late-teens frustrations and growing sense of weltschmerz, they were also simpatico with my MAD magazine-nurtured love of snot-nosed absurdity and general disdain for so-called normal society. Plus, it was all wrapped up in three-chord bubblegum pop hooks that I’d loved since I was a card-carrying member of the Banana Splits Fan Club.

Beyond the Ramones however, the record hipped me to the fact that there was an ENTIRE WORLD of exciting music out there that I knew nothing about. Not only punk rock, but even older music that had never breached the walls of late-70s Classic Rock radio playlists. I pretty quickly met a couple of “music mentors” who began pointing me in the right direction (“You’ve never heard the Sex Pistols? You need to go buy the Sex Pistols album RIGHT NOW!!!”), and I was on my way!

Within weeks, I was full blown record collector — haunting the “hip” record store in Bowling Green, seeking out record stores whenever I traveled, checking out new albums as soon as they hit the racks, reading magazines like Trouser Press and Goldmine, digging through crates of old records looking for that outta print Kinks album I read about, special ordering weird indie releases, dreaming of someday starting a radio station that played nothing but the good stuff — you know, CRAZY ideas!

More than four decades later I’m still at it. So hey, ho, I gotta go. There’s a crate full of records somewhere I gotta dig through!

Watch this space for more Crate Digger’s stories all week long!

 

WXNA Record Fair – This Sunday!

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WXNA Record Fair - March 23, 2025 - Eastside Bowl, Madison, TN

WXNA 101.5 FM, Nashville’s listener-supported freeform community radio station is happy to announce the first WXNA Record Fair!

Love rare, hard-to-find and even bargain priced vinyl records? This is the place to find the platters you’ve been looking for! On Sunday, March 23, from Noon to 6 p.m. at Eastside Bowl, over 25 dealers will be on hand selling discs of all sizes and varieties, including your new favorite record.

Sponsored by Daydream Records, Grimey’s New & Preloved Music and Eastside Bowl, there will be live sets from your favorite WXNA DJs. And what goes great with records? Howabout drinks, food, and bowling!

Admission is $5 with proceeds going to benefit WXNA 101.5 FM.

More info in the coming weeks here on wxnafm.org . For vendor info, email daydreamrecordshop@gmail.com