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A brain is like tonsils: more trouble than they’re worth. This self-evident fact is given voice by the story of the stranger. He was tall, dark, and had a special look about him, as if he could see right down to the bottom of you. But little by little, the critics put us back on the […]

Bay-area noise punks Never Young performed a live in-studio session at KPSU on March 27th. After their raucous set, we talk about the magic of DIY, Jack Shirley’s wizardry, and “nunca huevos”.  

  This week: music about, relating to, or evocative of HIGH SCHOOL, U.S.A. Mid-century artifacts, earnest teen ballads, and kooky novelties bump up against sad-boy guitar music from latter days. Note: there is not a single song in this show that I actually listened to in high school. Kooky!    

Sometimes it’s not so easy to differentiate mediated experience from direct experience. To quote Brian O’Blivion, “Television is reality, and reality is less than television.” And so, the simulacra precess, precede, and pre-empt. But wait, there’s more! The plasticity of memory is only one dimension of ambiguity. Orthogonal to that is the question, “What is real?” […]

Summon up some spring sourcery on Mars Melted! Episode 74 features tracks from The 13th Floor Elevators, Deerhunter, Connan Mockasin and many more! Mars Melted is rainy city rock n’ roll radio broadcasting live from the basement of Smith Memorial Student Union every Thursday at 7pm (pst).

I’d clean it for you if you want me to

My girlfriend made this lovely playlist of her favorite noisey punk, and I have to say it’s some of the weirdest, coolest, stuff I’ve played on my show. Thank you all for your patience with my playlists, especially considering my band, the Stoney Moaners, was set to play directly after this episode. More tunes to […]

i wash it out with soap

Despite all evidence, inhabitants of the reservoir of video souls can’t imagine that they are robots. How ironic is that— a robot that thinks it’s a soul that wants to be a machine? We’ve been robots all along, and yet we may not live to outgrow those filking colours we’ve been flying. I don’t take […]

Oxygene therapy is sometimes necessary, especially in the land of the flakes. Even with the best of assumptions and intentions, conformity of thought is always an epic fail. To wit: sharing a default positive value system does not an authentic choice make. People need to hear the words of Nietzsche. No, not the bit about […]