Ladies and Gentlemen, Soul Brothers and Soul Sisters, Funkateers of every race, creed, age, and color of the rainbow, may we have your attention please:

It is indeed our great privilege and pleasure to announce that The Jukebox Boogaloo with the Prince O'Wails will be your new weekend star-time source for the baddest, rarest, and crate-diggin'est deep cuts of Soul, Funk, R&B, Garage, Beat, Surf, Psych, Rockabilly, and the Palm at the End of the Mind.

That's right, we'll be gettin' it ON in between your ears and underneath your pants every Saturday nite, from 10 to midnite.  read more »

It's that time of year, children: Bill O'Reilly's bloviating about the War on Christmas again, that awkward office party is just on the horizon (easy on the bourbon balls, Chucko), and we're all in frenetic robot-shopping mode. In my hometown of Hackensack, NJ, neighbors who never speak are busy trying to shame each other with Vegas-like, 20 billion kilowatt displays of pure Xtian love and pagan Santa worship on their 100 foot by 100 foot front lawns.

Which means it's time for those in the DJ business to dust off the "Christmas/Holdiay" crate and subject our listeners to a whole show of seasonal novelty tunes. When I was a snot-nosed sprout, the Christmas tunes you heard in the department store (which started in those days after Thanksgiving) were mostly the Bing Crosby/Ray Conniff stuff. Nowadays Wal-Mart is hipper and more agressive, bringing the Jingle Noize starting about September 1st and mixing in a goodly amount of boomer faves (Darlene Love anyone?) along with contemporary Kenny Chesney chestnuts. This makes the DJ's job somewhat more of a challenge. But thanks to the miracle of MP3 CDR's, there's gobs of X-mas slop on tap and mostly unheard.  read more »