YOUR PAPERS, PLEASE - AND BEND OVER WHILE I GOOGLE YOU

LOOKS HARMLESS - RIGHT? Not at all. Andrew Feldman according to the Canadian government [in cahoots with the USA Border Guards] believes he is a terrorist because they Googled his name and came up with a dissertation on LSD that he had written about, based on his experience 40 years ago.

All I can say is, stay away from Canada - it looks like a bum trip.

CLICK THE HEADLINE FOR THE WHOLE, SICK STORY

Since the Common Denominator here seems to be music, I thoght I would post more lyrics from another Canadian - Leonard Cohen


"The Future"

Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant

You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder

Things are going to slide ...

There'll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder

Things are going to slide ...

When they said REPENT REPENT ...

Playlists are back

The aircheck playlists, which had temporarily disappeared due to some re-coding on the end of the player provider, have now been restored. Hallelujah! (Speaking of which, you can now hear by clicking this:)

PLEASED TO MEET YOU - HOPE YOU GUESS MY NAME

There is no Santa Claus. There is no Elvis. Click the headline.

Mainlining Nick Drake - The Contact High

Tom Wright's observations on the similar vibes of Nick Drake and Tim Buckley, prompts this muse.. I could have just replied to his post but I wanted to work in this picture:



Ya... Tim needs a shower and he just doesn't look right without his guitar. In fact, it looks like a mug shot from a police lineup, right?

LIKE FATHER LIKE SUM This is JEFF Buckley, the next generation. And if you think the looks are piercing, you should here him sing Leonard Cohen's HALLELUJA!

You will cry. You will bleed.

Click the headline for the rest of this tragic story.

Thanks, Tom.

Four and Twenty

Not that KCAC Lives! endorses this kind of thing, but today marks a "counterculture holiday" of sorts. See the Wikipedia entry for explanation and history.
Locally (in Tempe, of course), The Organic Glass Smoke Shop (SW corner of Dobson and Guadalupe) is holding the “On It” Music Fest starting at 11 am, and at 7 pm, The Subculture Café (227 E. Baseline) is holding its own celebration.
For celebrants who can’t get off the couch, cable's G4 channel is planning an evening-long celebration that goes to Amsterdam, where the coffeeshops sell bags of grounds you won't find at Starbucks, and tonight at 9 they'll be airing (in its entirety, they say) "The Big Lebowski," starring Jeff Bridges in his immortal role as The Dude, apparently the poster boy for this particular holiday. Abide!

MAINLINING NICKDRAKE

It ain't Smack (Heroin). It ain't even coke or ecstacy or hash or any of them silly-sighbens. It's NICKDRAKE (Nick Drake). He died in 1974 after recording a shamelessly commercial version of Suicide Is Painless the theme song from M*A*S*H - in his parents home where he OD'd on something. But Ohhhhh my God - The Music! I've been strung out on it for two full days now and I CANNOT stop humming the "Cello Song". I just can't.

NICK DRAKE

Ya see my son - who recently turned 21 is even more of an audiophile than I am His computer and iPod is jammed with the best of The Best and he lives and breathes Incredible String Band and Leonard Cohen but he also bathes in and absorbs, music from all over the world frankly, far more sophisticated than my usual buffet.

So I get challenged to top him at times, with something old that is new again and I stepped in a great big pile of that two days ago when a zephyr that may have been a Demon from Hell, whizzed by my ear and said; "nickdrakenickdrakenickdrake".

I had forgotten. He's right up there with Fred Neil, Linda Perhacs. Moffit and Davies and Ravi Shankar if I am feeling loose.

Addictive as hell. I snatched almost 40 tunes without RIAA approval and I should feel ashamed of myself about it but I don't. Not even a little bit.

Click the headline for the Best Nick Drake website I have seen so far, complete with lyrics. I'll give you a dollar if you can listen to The Cello Song twice and not hum it.

Sure I'm strung out on Nick Drake right now but undersand I DON'T WANT TO QUIT!

Mariah Reports: Shocking TV News Crawls!!

1. KARL ROVE INTERVIEW
"Bush Administration Members Were All Injected With Teflon 35 Years Ago That's Why Nothing Ever Sticks!"

2. C-SPAN COVERAGE OF KATRINA HEARINGS
"Irascible, Lovable Bart Simpson "I Didn't Do It" Catch Phrase Sold to Simpson's Writer's by Cheney Who Made Billions in Simpson Monopoly Money He Donated to Katrina Survivors."

3.TV NEWS BROADCASTS
"America's TV News: Proudly Keeping Our Country on Edge Since 9-11" (News + Pharmaceutical Ads = A Win Win!)

4. GEORGE W. BUSH PRESS CONFERENCE
"God Told Me Personally the Twelve Holy Commandments Aren't Written in Stone, so It's OK By Him if I Break Some of the Big Ones."

5. TONY SNOW PRESS BRIEFING
"You Can't Possibly Think I Believe What I'm Telling You."

6. JACK ABRAMOFF'S POST-CONVICTION PRESS COVERAGE
"Abramoff to Bush: Turn the Other Cheek My Ass!"

7. PBS PLEDGE DRIVE
"Proud to be Your Equal Opportunity Annoyer!"

8. PAT ROBERTSON & JERRY FALWELL TV SHOWS
"Earth! This Is (Insert Your Personal God's Name Here) I Want ALL You People Out By the End of the Month. I've Got a Client Who's Interested in the Property."

Miss Holley King says goodbye to Wickenburg - and Andy Olson falls off his roof!

For years, Miss Holley King (a.k.a. Keri Plezia) has hosted a kickin' rock-a-billy show on Wickenburg's KBSZ 1250 AM, one of the last genuine small-town radio stations (click here to listen to their Web stream). Now she's moving to South Haven, Michigan, and will do her last show for KBSZ tomorrow. Here's the official scoop (including that, uh, breaking news about Andy) from Miss Holley King's group e-mail:

"Tomorrow (Saturday April 14th) is my LAST SHOW over at KBSZ 1250 AM (8 am-12 noon Arizona time).
I am going to dedicate my show 'Rock-a-billy & BEYOND' to Arizona music and I will play nothin’ but Arizona tunes for all of you. From cats like: Duane Eddy, Al Casey, Sanford Clark, Don Cole, Loy Clingman, Jimmy Spellman, Frank Fafara, Henry Thome, Lee Hazelwood, The EARPS, The Heymakers, Hans Olson, Chico Chism, Bob Corritore, Big Nick and the Gila Monsters, The Hacienda Brothers, Dave Insley, Anthony Vincent and the Rhythm Dragons, Hub Cap and the Wheels, CHUCK "WAGON" MAULTSBY and HIS OLD BAND, and Tom Tuerff (just to name a few). AND Pat Roberts from the Phoenix based band The Heymakers will be visiting us . . .

I have really enjoyed my 7 years at KBSZ 1250 AM with Pete and Jo Peterson. Working with such fine folks and having the opportunity to learn from some of the best in the business was a privileged experience.

I will still continue my one hour 'Rock-a-billy & BEYOND' radio show over at RADIO FREE PHOENIX Sundays at 2pm (AZ Time)!

ALSO….
On the 'sad news front,' Andy Olson, owner and station manager of RADIO FREE PHOENIX, fell off his roof the other day and according to his wife Cheryl, 'He didn't break or fracture anything but was seriously cut on his head and lost a large portion of his scalp. He's home now and it could have been tragic.'

Please keep Andy in your thoughts for a quick recovery.

Miss Holley King"

AHEM: -- AN ALIEN PROBLEM -- IN PHOENIX?

NOPE I'm not talking about the 80 Chicanos discovered in the house in West Phoenix being held by the Coyotes for more dinero. I am not talking about the thousands that migrate annualy from Nogales.

I am talking about The Phoenix Lights in the sky. The numeous hushed-up reports of unexplainable apparitions over Luke Air Force Base. LOTS of hushed-up reports of that type RIGHT THERE IN YOUR BACK YARD Phoenicians on March 13, 1997.

Add to that encounters at Luke AFB with 8-foot-tall "shadow people" capable of leaping into the air well over a patrol vehicle. Add to that the video footage taken just last February of this year, 2007. Add to that........ well, the stories just go on and on. Google "Phoenix Lights" for an education.


Oh sure, this has nothing to do (YOU think) about KCAC and Phoenix radio but take a good look at the picture of the Living Room with Bill Compton and the rest of the gang at the foothills of South Mountain Park. Betty Thomson the artist, took some more pictures a few days after that one that showed various members of the KCAC tribe WITH BRILLIANT PATTERNED LIGHTS in the backgound shining from South Mountain. That was 1969. I am told those old Polaroids still exist somewhere.

Since then I have seen videos, pictures, read many stories and heard a few hushed comments about Unexplainable Phenomenae right there in Maricopa County.

NOW boys and girls, you have CROP CIRCLES popping up in Chandler (hello Andy and Liz?) and in Tolleson near where I worked at KRDS - way back in what - '73? Crop circles .......... Hello? Is there anybody in there? Is it time to go yet?

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Who READS this stuff anyway?

If you are a new reader here, you deserve some explanation as to what is happening here. KCAC Lives! started almost as a joke. Actually, a catch-all for jokes between a few compulsive emailers, who were jamming up everyone's mailboxes - (at least people who were formerly involved with KCAC and KDKB radio) in Phoenix.

That was a couple of years ago. Now, steeped in nostalgia and memories, it has grown to include listeners and fans of those thrilling days of yesteryear when most of us were just out for some fun. Fun is a dangerously contagious thing, very difficult to regulate or govern and even after all these years, the spontenaity of the time frame of particularly 1969-1977 has come under scruitiny. I was very fortunate to be a small part of it. Fun after all - real fun - is free when you can find it.

We - the readers and contributors of this blog - seem to be a part of not only those times, but a part of a more recent generation that is searching for fun - like in those times in question. There was far more freedom. There was far less suspicion. There was far more fun. So much so, that we now have even youngsters visiting this site apparently in the hopes that some of that Old Magic will rub off on them.

As we Old Timers drag our aging bodies to the mirror, we begin to realize that we have become "the enemy" the Institution, the over-30 crowd that we used to identify as "other" in the times we celebrated as being Ours Forever. So it seems incongrous to read the statistics of this website (see site counters at the bottom of the page) and discover that more than a few of our voyeurs are young people, some from universities and broadcast schools as far away as Hong Kong. The number of hits on this website averagre about 25 per day and have at times, been into the hundreds! Early on, it was just a handfull per day. It used to be remarkable to watch the accumulated hits exceeding 5,000. Now we are well over 20,000 last time I looked. There is no way to tally the hits in the archives but if you are LOOKING for clues, there are a bunch there.


WHAT HAPPENED BACK THERE? in 1969 and even into the early eighties? It was a HUGE outburst of creativity in song and art that we are STILL feeling the effects of and still trying to understand. ENTIRE radio stations are now devoted to this music and the interest just keeps enduring like - "It doesn't get any better than this".

That may be. The Song has been sung and will probably never be sung again. There will never be another Woodstock. There will never be another Haight-Ashbury. There will never be another Beale Street. There will never be another time when Money didn't really matter, when love - finding and giving it - was more important than gridlock on the commute.

And yet, there are those who are seeking. Who don't remember because they were not born yet. So I guess you could say that it is YOU to whom we dedicate what we do. You who are driven to find even an echo of The Mantra that has spontaneously risen here.

WHATEVER HAPPENS NEXT will be a new thing. It will be YOUR thing. Rock on.

God is Alive - Magic Is Afoot.

Hello, hello... is there anybody out there?

At the risk of sounding like a Grouchy Old Fart (which I am), has anybody read my last couple of posts??? I keep them short & sweet and not too frequent (maybe once every 7 to 10 days) and they concern news or information that I genuinely think like-minded folks will find worthwhile. But lately they tend to get buried by an avalanche of other, lengthier postings that come in at a much faster rate, so I don't know if anybody has actually read mine. My last two posts (one of which has already been "archived" and no longer appears as a current item, though it's only about 2 weeks old) have generated no response whatsoever. C'mon, folks, a little acknowledgment, a little feedback, would be appreciated. Or is it just that our circle has shrunk to a few hard-core posters? I hope not! This is supposed to be about communication, sharing, network-building, and other good stuff, Let's hear from all of you!

Tom (GOF) Wright

PREDATORY UNCLE TARGETS TODDLERS

CHAPTER TWO: "TRUE TALES FROM THE CORPORATE UNDERBELLY"
or "FORGET YOUR KID'S COLLEGE FUND! AND WHO NEEDS MILK ANYWAY?"

1) The RIAA today sent a "SETTLEMENT LETTER" to ALL parents of children under
3 years old offering a TODDLER SETTLEMENT RATE for online copyright infringement
if they simply SEND PAYMENT to major record labels BEFORE THEIR CHILDREN LEARN
TO READ.

(AND IF PARENTS NEVER LET THEIR CHILDREN LEARN TO READ, THE RIAA WILL OFFER A
CUT RATE DEAL ON THEIR THOUGHTFUL SETTLEMENT RATE!)

2) "OUR GOAL IS TO MAKE THIS EASIER FOR THE PARENTS," said RIAA President Cary
Sherman."...It is inevitable that EVERY CHILD IN AMERICA WILL INFRINGE COPYRIGHT
SOONER OR LATER. With our 'TODDLER SETTLEMENT' RATE, PARENTS CAN AVOID THOSE
PESKY LAWSUITS. CONSIDER IT A WAY TO INVEST IN YOUR CHILD'S FUTURE."

(THEY'LL EVEN SEND COMPLIMENTARY RIAA CLOWNS TO YOUR CHILD'S PARTY!)

3)The TODDLER SETTLEMENT REQUIRES PARENTS to LOG EVERYTHING THEIR CHILD EVER DOES
ONLINE and to MAKE THOSE LOGS AVAILABLE TO THE RIAA AT REGULAR INTERVALS.

"IT CAN JUST BECOME A PART OF EVERY BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION," added RIAA's counsel at
Holme, Roberts and Owen;"BLOW OUT THE CANDLES AND SEND YOUR INTERNET LOGS TO UNCLE
RIAA!"

(SNARLED UNCLE RIAA AS HE CLOSED THE BEDROOM DOOR: "SLEEP WELL, MY PRETTIES.")

Information from the Electronic Frontier Foundation newsletter. To read full post:
<http://www.eff.org/cgi/tiny?urlID=556>

Little-known music worth checking out!

Ivo Papasov and his Bulgarian Wedding Band. No, I'm not kidding. Look him up on Youtube. Watch, listen, be astonished. Makes Dave Brubeck, Captain Beefheart, Sun Ra, and other folks who have experimented with multiple time signatures and polyrhythms look like hopeless amateurs. THIS is why the best music matters - it goes equally to your head, your heart, and your feet and makes it seem like anything is possible. (Although anybody who actually tries to dance to this stuff is liable to wind up in the hospital from trying to move in five different directions at once.)

Tom