John Camacho, a South Florida music veteran who q…
Like two old goats fighting over a rusty coffee c…
Back to basics for That Record Got Me High, with …
Bassist Tony “Qualls in” from Tampa to give us th…
Jeffrey Lee Pierce and his band the Gun Club crea…
Last week we had a Duran Duran fanatic, and this …
We wanted to have Teajay come on the show because…
Josh Clemons calls in from the DEEP South to help…
Live at The Laser Wolf, three boys who were dragg…
Another piecemeal masterpiece, as Joe and Co.'s o…
A Stones album of tarted-up outtakes from the pre…
The inimitable and suave Frank Falestra, aka Rat …
Rob, Barry and Jesse Small from Milk Spot gnaw li…
Holly Tavel calls in on a rotary phone from a dis…
Rob and guest Derek Hyde take turns piloting the …
Broward County's lovable(?), voluble dullards man…
We follow Dorothy (Tim Moffatt) down the Yellow B…
The Sabbs emerge from the potent sludge of Vol. 4…
Garry Messick comes aboard the leaky submarine of…
Steve Michener phones it in, just like we asked h…
Rob picks a childhood favorite and waxes eloquent…
Hello That Record Got Me High Listeners! You migh…
When our big-league guest got sidelined by a fami…
Mott The Hoople are the band hiding around the co…