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The latest volley to flash across my musical bow comes from Blossom, Texas-born Jeremy Pheifer, who, with that non-Country music-sounding name, brings us “Take the L Out Of Lover”. Not only is his name non-traditional Country, but so is his look. To me, he appears to be enforcing the guitar into the song, rather than playing it. Hunched-over his axe on the dropbox video (which I can only link here as wordpress does not support a viewable upload apparently), I can see why he used to be a bouncer and American football defensive/wide receiver! Sports and music are this hunk’s two major personal passions and his touch on guitar is surprisingly tender at times. https://www.dropbox.com/s/am9toib48bsqcd8/TakeTheLOuttaLoverc.mov

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Physical presence notwithstanding, the hook lyric, “If you take the ‘L’ out of lover and its over…” is clever and true. I can think of a couple similes like, “take the ‘M’ out of mother and its “other”, or “take the “N” out of never and its ever…” But I guess I digress as only a wordsmith would. None in love want to remove the “L”! Indeed, it might be over. Can you relate? Tell your story in our comments section, ok?

This latest single is the culmination of Jeremy’s life hurdles and struggles which include losing his baby sister as a child and special educational challenges with reading. Music runs in his blood as his dad, Jerry is a legend in the state of Texas, who has is own studio and is the backbone of his band on pedal steel.
Jeremy Phifer and the Texas Bad Water Band, with a sound he describes as “Lynyrd Skynyrd on cornbread meets Alabama”, has toured all over the Texas/Oklahoma casino circuit and from Paris to Dallas in The Lone Star State itself. Apparently however, it was not until they “put together a team of pros from the New York/Los Angeles music city of the south, Nashville, that the lyrical aspirations began to move forward for this young entertainer.

I give “Take the L out Of Lover” three (3) bold Pajama Bar stars *** out of a possible five, mainly for the creativity of the title and conceptual play on words. What do I know, it’ll probably be a smash!

If I were him, I would just use “Jeremy” as my stage name and polish-up my act not to look so ordinarily “just off of the truck”. Yet again, having spent many-a-day in Nashville, I understand that J.P. surely sounds different when said by a southerner, and his father and nine-year-old son who is pickin’-up in his footsteps would give him grief if he did that, lol. As Jeremy put it after a recent gig where all three shared the Elks Loge stage in Paris, Texas, “To have three generations of Phifers playing together is a memory I’ll cherish forever”. Just remember, if you take the ‘for’ out of forever it is “ever”.

For years when this song hits my jukebox brain, it translate as,

“Oh, I finally found my future wife, beyond the yellow brick roooad…

Have you ever experienced a song that you have heard over, and over again throughout your personal history, that you always sing along to?

Of course you think you know all of the words! Lol
In-reality, you hum or make-up what you think they are singing, through the years;
Then one day or night, a single lyric that you always did not “get”,You, that moment, suddenly really hear it for the first time clearly in your audio-music ear and mind! Ya heard??
Well, this is what happened with my latest “tune wedgie”, Yellow Brick Road” by Sir Elton John.
Maybe subconsciously I wanted him to be singing, “my future wife due to my personal love and fiancée situation.
Yet, even before Nina, my fiancee`, I thought he might have been singing the word, “wife”!
So “Goodbye”! Our musical minds are a “terrible thing to waste”…Yet intriguingly unpredictable and maybe clairvoyant.
If you have experienced similar musical wedgies, please share them with my wedgie musical blog community.

The only way to get a tune stuck out of your “wedge” head is to hear or play it, ya know! Of Course, my naivete` of British accent did,t help my understanding either! lol

“When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

You know you can’t hold me forever
I didn’t sign up with you
I’m not a present for your friends to open
This boy’s too young to be singing the blues

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

What do you think you’ll do then
I bet that’ll shoot down your plane
It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you’ll get a replacement
There’s plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain’t got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road”

Songwriters
JOHN, ELTON / TAUPIN, BERNIE

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Introducing a new category and maybe new “page” to my blog, “Tune Wedgies”. A “Tune Wedgie” is like the cloth “wedgie” that gets stuck in the crack of your ass, except it is a song that you cannot get out of your mind for a period of time.

For this one, the group is: Harold Melvin and The Blue Notes

I did not plan to post this in-advance, but this song is in my mind as I cook a gourmet dish this Friday evening at my mama’s house. It is a classic from my college days of the early 1970s on Philadelphia International records which was a subsidiary of CBS records.  The late Teddy Pendergrass is singing lead and it is one of the first songs I ever announced as a hip DJ on college radio during “the disco days”. Yet I do not think of this cut as “disco” but a heartfelt “soul” record. Do your homework and understand the solar plexus singing pain of the man, “Now I don’t have nothing/I’m so all alone/All the friends I once had/And I need a loan!” .

 

Where it came from within my musical mind, is a question that only a musical psychologist can answer. What happened to all of the Black American, descendant of American slavery people? Now I only see Caribbean blacks when I visit New York City, thus, “where have all my friends [gone]?” My own theory is that because of my temporary living situation that does not allow me to PLAY my thousands of musics that I amassed over a DJ career of over forty years, my brain takes over randomly to sustain the history which will be my legacy.

“(Where are all my friends)
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Use to have lots of fancy clothes
And drive a big white cadillac
Not knowing all the time I had these things
My friends were stabbing me straight in my back, no, no, no.

Even had a house then
Out there in Beverly Hills
I was moving so fast y’all
I didn’t even have time to worry about paying my bills.
(Something started changing)
My life started rearranging
(Now I’m all alone. All the friends I wanted)
I don’t have anymore
So somebody tell, tell me
(Where are all my friends)
I can’t find nobody
(Where are all my friends)
Oh Lord, Oh Lord

Use to take my friends out
Everywhere I went
But I use to tell them that y’all
Y’all ain’t gotta spend a red cent
Cause I use to have lots of money
I had ‘em in big old stacks
I use to lend ‘em my clothes
But they never, never ever, never, never brought ‘em back
(Now I don’t have nothing)
I’m so all alone
(Don’t even have a home)
I ain’t got no place to lay my head
(Wish someone would help me)
Cause I, I, I, I, I, I need a loan

Yeah baby
(Where are all my friends)
I’m looking y’all, I’m lookin’ all over
(Where are all my friends)
I’m looking for the friends I use to call my very own
(Where are all my friends)
I need somebody right now, hey
(Where are all my friends)
I can’t find a father or a mother
(Where are all my friends)
I remember the time I use to be walking
Up and down the streets
And I remember you, and you and you and you and you
I remember when you use to say that
Yeah trying to get me to spare a dime
And I use to come out the bottom of my heart
Cause I thought you were a friend of mine
But it seems yeah, it seems that you didn’t even give a damn about me, no
But now I’m down and out and I need a friend….”

Do you remember this song as fondly as I do? Please leave your comment or memory about it. Cheers.

Since I cut the corporate  tv cable,

I avoid the “news” religiously.

Now when the news intrudes,

And because my betrothed lives in Ukraine

I want to hang my head in shame.

Now what?

What is next to interrupt our plans?

“Scary stuff that Putin!!”, a friend writes.

 

Why of all the places on earth to have a crisis?

Ahead of my plan to bring her to America,

So we can live as one,

Why now?

 

I despise a Putin.

Another Hitler we do not need on the world stage;

He is worse than Sadaam Hussein who never invaded.

He should meet the fate of Muammar Gadaffi;

Dragged and gutted on live television by the rebels.

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Where are the opposition voices in “the new Moscow”?

Surely all of the Russian people do not endorse this encroachment!

On Davidzon radio in NYC,

At least seventy percent of callers,

Endorse Ukrainian unity and sovereignty.

 

Now when I read my beloved’s letters,

My mood is scared and sullen.

The more news pundits analyze,

I lose more sleep upon Putin’s aggrandize;

Another hurdle to our happiness;

Just my luck…

I had to weigh-in on this,

Which torments me daily.

 

May he “poot”-in his own toilet,

And it back-up into his ass,

Choking him on his own shit that vomits out of his mouth!

In the comunist USSR tradition,
Putin is adept at spinning truth (Pravda),
As propaganda (denial).

The one saving grace here
His agression has hastened
His departure from this earth.

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Originally posted on Voices of Ukraine:

1979277_763528703657362_416785035_oBy Maidaners
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Alim is a 25 year old media consultant. He is one of the people involved in launching the Crimea_SOS initiative in social networks.

Everything began on the morning of February 27, 2014. It was already known that crowds of “little green men” with strange intentions were coming to Crimea. “No one understood what was going on yet,” remembers the young man. He called his friends – Tamila Tasheva and Sevgil Musayeva. Together, they decided to create an information resource about Crimea. They received a lot of conflicting information, and it was necessary to verify and collect it in one spot. That’s how they founded Crimea_SOS.

Soon, people started calling Crimea_SOS to report operational information from the peninsula. But also to offer their help. Many calls came from residents of Kyiv and Lviv, who said that…

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I am “cursed” with a “DJ Mind” by dint of my many years playing for people on the radio and doing events and parties in nightclubs. On the regular, I can hear music from Neil Diamond to The Intruders at any time of the day or night playing in my mind. Like this oldie by The Intruders that kept me up all night last night

What happened to the rest of that clip?

Am I insane or just musically challenged? lolol

Or this one by The Continental Four who I hung out with briefly at an old theater turned brief concert hall near Parsons Boulevard and Jamaica Avenue in Queens, New York called ‘The Creep’

Or at any given moment in my life a cut from Niel Diamond will start playing in my ears! Like this!

What is a “Cracklin Rosie” anyway? lol

Yes, I know, it is form of lunacy, but it doesn’t hurt nobody and I bet if you like music you have experienced it too! (That Neil Diamond is a “heartthrob” isn’t he, lol!)

Or sometimes out of my somnolence, my brain will play David Ruffin of the Temptations brother, Jimmy’s one hit wonder – I know not why…

I am at work one day in a totally different sales field from music radio, when along comes this one by Carol King which I played during my days as a Top 40 disc jockey in the early 1980s

Again, dear reader and listener, I do not know why except that I have played so many tunes and listened to so much contemporary music since the 1960s until today, that my brain has become a kind of “jukebox”. And yet, many times, I would like to [as I know that you also might to] perform a “system restore”, change my mind and…start all over again…

I can be sitting at my desk at “the day job” and Tyrone will sing unto me; its a favorite melody!

And then there is this one spawned because I lived through the nightmare of a stalker female which reminds me of this one by Elvis

Just leave me alone

And you’d be lying to yourself if you, at some point, didn’t want to “turn back the hands of time” right?

And so, when you are inhaling a loving rainy spring, summer or autumn breeze, just remember that you are not all that unusual from the “Achilliad” and my natural “DJ” mind.

Maybe I just miss dee-jaying..

PICKHIT: This post could go on forever with song and will likely have sequels…Oh and that was the late Barry White on the phone, “Baby I’m Home…” ( :

Yikes!, I thought I was gone and then Dru Hill came to my jukebox mind.

Only a “PM” can quiet my mind from the endless endurance that peeps put into my mental jukebox tonight. This might be the beginning of a new category for my blog, so check back with me soon.

Even Everly Brothers encroach, eventually editing my sleep! OMG!

Therefore, the moral of this blog post is, when you get a “tune wedgie” that drives you “crazy”, the best way to dispel it is to just play it live by whatever means or media. “Ain’t it fun reminiscing”?

Oh, by-the-way, how did YOU get in? it’s member’s only tonight…

We miss you, Mr. Bobby “Blue” Bland. My Jukebox mind will always keep you real.

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After being a news junkie for many years – partly because I worked in radio and could not avoid it – I now try my best not listen to or watch the news anymore and this story is one reason why.  Shit has just gotten so way off of the map these days and common sense seems a thing of the past. What our generation learned at the knee of our parents, who were thoughtfully strict, seems to have been flipped upon its head!  “Down is up and up is down” to take a phrase from the famous English author Charles Lutwidge Dodgson’s novel, “Alice In Wonderland”.
I heard about this story in a cursory manner about six months ago and immediately flashed-back to my days as a Cub Scout and Boy Scout. 
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My Mom was a “Den Mother” and our weekly meetings were held at a nearby Presbyterian church. My family was not of the Presbyterian faith, by-the-way, but that didn’t matter; people were not so insensibly sensitive back then, we had bigger fish to fry like the Vietnam War.  CubScoutLogo
Can you imagine a Scout meeting these days at a house of worship where the “BSA” would have homosexual-leaning “boys” among the membership?  What would the Pastor, Den Mother or Scoutmaster think or do with this situation?  What if hanky-panky took place or was attempted in the shower or a camping tent on a field trip?

http://www.foxnews.com/us/2014/02/12/boy-scouts-ranks-drop-after-year-policy-change-to-accept-gay-youth/

Why do gays want to infiltrate the Boy Scouts/Girl Scouts anyway? Why does sexual “preference” in children who are still learning about their genitalia mean anything and isn’t all of this “TMI”??

I have the solution: they could form their own group, IMO, the “GAY Scouts of America”! lol It makes perfect sense! What were the leaders of the BSA thinking by attempting this move? (They obviously were not thinking.)  If I had a son as a Scout at the time they went public with this new announcement, I would have surely pulled him out upon learning of this news. Even President Obama is clueless on this issue. His legacy will become “the gay president” at this rate, lol 
Where in the Scout Handbook or Boy Scout Oath does it say “Scouts must cave to political pressure from groups who want to push their sexual preferences upon the masses and traditional inspirational organizations”?

 http://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation/2014/02/12/boy-scouts-ranks-drop/5435033/

Nyet, I am surprised at the lack of forethought by the Boy Scouts and I pray that they will come to their senses for the sake of the history and millions of us who developed into good men via scouting and recant this posture immediately.

Please do not dilute your historical brand.

Pickhitt: It ain’t hard to tell why it was ousted, is it? The confusion is obvious to this reporter…

And now…I will unleash my over three decades as a radio broadcaster upon a review of a radio station that is the only one I currently like to listen to…, “Rooshkie Radio, WSNR”, Jersey City.

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The first time I ever heard of Russians, “Boris and Natasha” were cartooned Russian agent caricatures I used to watch on “Rocky, The Flying Squirrel” show as a boy. On the nightly news back then, Chet Hutley, David Brinkley or Walter Cronkite would talk about the “cold war threat” from them and quote the newspaper, “Pravda”. Simultaneously, the movie, “The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming!” premiered to my young consciousness and then, linguistically via the Cuban Missile Crisis during President Kennedy’s administration in the early 1960s, when then, First secretary of The Soviet Communist Party and Prime Minister, Nikita Khrushchev performed his shoe-pounding rant at the United Nations’ General Assembly.
Then came the dancers at club “NV” Nashville and my meeting my fiancee` Nina via our “Cafe Skype”.
All of which obviously begat these days when I listen daily in the car on my commute to work and my laptop to “Rooshkie Davidzon Radio”, WSNR 640. The AM radio station’s music has a wide variety and very cool, often hip playlist; the Russian talk is helpful to my learning the language of my fiancee` who lives in Ukraine, but is part of the Russian speaking population there (there are two linguistic factions in Ukraine). I bet the old communist establishment of the Soviet Union is turning in it’s grave at the sound of this American-style, non propagandist radio station’s format!
Listening to this station daily (and appreciating their radio elements) augments my Pimsleur Approach CD lessons learning that I began in April of 2012. They have a full spot (commercials) load and the many telephone numbers of the advertisers, spoken in Russian, has helped me learn to count from zero (“нулевой” or “nul”) to twenty (“двадцать” or “dvadtsat’”) in Russkiy!
Their production is entertaining; the image elements enlightening and even when the automation fucks-up, it doesn’t take away from this very American-style terrestrial “Rooshkie” radio station. They have a featured traffic reporter girl, Natalia Bystritskaya, who is bubbly, humorous and in a “good mood” always! u193

The all-important morning show is anchored by a man who I call “the Russian Frankie Crocker” because of the jazzy background music bed that he does his talk over, Vadim Yarmolinets. thumb100_u207
His laugh and self-deprecating way of handling caller and topics makes him easy to listen to even if you cannot translate or understand every word. I always get the “flavor” of what they are discussing!

Another notable listenable is Alexander Grant who, I determined a “sleuth” journalist personality without the benefit of understanding all of the words in Russian. It is awesome how with the power of just a few linguistics and a background in radio formatics I can decipher subject of their talk shows.
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I love their production, the spontaneity of how they handle callers and even when the automation burps. Their image liners and fill bumpers are really the creative “radio” that I learned to love when bitten by the bug back in 1972 at Adelphi University’s WALI/WBAU.
When not talking, WSNR is jamming; especially after seven o’clock U.S. eastern time and on weekends. Weekdays, the live over-the-air broadcast ends at 7p.m. but can still pick up the stream of music online. Sundays they are over-the-air all day until seven p.m., including a sports talk show Sunday evenings. The music mix is eclectic where you’ll hear everything from traditional Slavic folk and acoustic tunes to Barbara Streisand, Elton John, Stevie Wonder, Abba, Tina Turner and the electronica club jams remind me of the hot Russian chicks I played for at club NV in Nashville, TN, circa 2004! I do not have to understand every single word in order to know what is going on due to my radio intuition and knowledge of the radio clock and vocal inflections! I notice a dearth of male American R&B or dance vocalist artist on WSNR’s musical playlist, however. How about some Sylvester from the disco days?!

My only advice to Mr. Gregory Devidzon, President of “Davidzon Radio” is do not sell-out to any U.S. radio corporations like Clear Channel! Please! пожалуйста!!
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If you do, you will lose your radio station’s unique identity, political posture and entertainment values. Take it from someone whose radio career was abruptly discontinued by the corporatization, deregulation and automation which hit us beginning back in the early 1990s.
This is their website url, http://www.davidzonradio.com/index.htm and you can also dial them up streaming on any number of sites like tunein.com/radio/
As one of my LinkedIN.com comrades, Yuri Neshitov put it regarding my Russian learning methods, “You are at better position with learning Russian because love is the best tescher, tutor and assistent in this job… you a lucky man!”

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Pickhitt: I give WSNR Four stars **** out of a possible five for live radio content in this day and time as a former radio personality. This is likely a brokerd deal with WSNR.
One thing I recommend is that they add a PLAYLIST or “now playing” to their website so that we what tunes we are listening to after talk hours on line and so we can support the artists whose music they play! As a former radio junkie, I love that I cannot understand all of the bad news of the day and commercials! Otherwise they would be just another cookie-cutter station I would not listen to as a professional. lol I dig their hourly station ID production and choice of filler music also! Advice: Use the “cough switch/button more! I hear too much coughing over the air! WTF? It is needlessly rude and unprofessional.
I pay particular attention to understanding the words that I can make-out when I hear the word “Ukraine” mentioned during their hour or half-hour news updates these days, knowing that my fiancee`, Nina, is in Kiev and political turmoil is spreading via a corrupt Russian-puppet regime “President” who should resign…. topimg1

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Pickhitt: With deepest thanks for the creative and intuitive mind of my favorite person and fiancee`, Nina and WordPress for hosting because I couldn’t have kept blogging without you. ~ Naphtali

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