The Mean Glean Playlists

This week, E. L. Fudge subbed in, and played one of his favorite artists... Deru. Its his whole album, titled "trying to remember."

Lisa Gerrard tribute show with a stunning two different tracks by her. Also the brain exercise for soft and loud, fast and slow. Monitor what you think about while you're thinking about it.

The Mystery Show. Tracks selected for maximum mysteriousness. And I put two tracks on at the end that I didn't even mention existed during the show. Mystery meat matters most magically meaning more mystery!

Loose, French Tinged and dripping with haphazard glee.

Ligeti and the voice of social experience. Exploration, Isolation, Loss, Rhythmic Uncertainty, Steady Resolve.

The New Month and New Time features new original music by me. For two minutes. Singing has been approved for this show only. Come on in and bake in the smoothness of AM.

Moving Forward. A discussion language, rhetoric and the power of phrases to suggest frameworks. An interview with Shirlee Geiger. This is the first show in an ongoing attempt to explore some of the harmless phrases commonly repeated that slip past our critical thinking skills.

Ninjas and big Names!

Cramming it all in. It's the end of the third week. Activity rises to a level I wouldn't have thought possible just one month ago. And yet I must somehow accept more and more. Today's show is about more. The more we take on and our efforts to make sense of it all.

As a substitute for the Brent Show, this special edition of the mean glean is to provide a little variety towards my regular efforts at providing strict instrumental electronica as the norm. If it goes well, I may do it again.

The theme of the show today is aging. Pick a metaphor personally I like these two: Starting off in the evening, the mood is sedate, a brief moment of coupling followed by a sleepy blue trip through dreams. Day follows the second break with an alarm clock, a wakeup routine and a discovery of mortality. This prompts a few highly textured tracks towards the end, as ultimate maturity is reached.

This is my second show but my first went so badly last Friday, I have no record of its existence, unless you happened to be walking the halls that day.