Proof that there is always something good that can come from even the worst of things.
There is an alternate universe version of this show with Spinal Tap and Rick Dees and His Cast of Idiots. Be thankful that we don’t live in that world.
Man, why are all of these songs with “blue” in the title so melancholy? Oh, right.
Yes, I opened a 1988 beat mix with a song from 1987.
Followed a song by Bowie with a song about Bowie. I am not deep.
In which I execute a pivot so sharp that only John Cleese can effectively prepare the audience for what’s about to happen. And so he does. And a new Dizzy Heights tradition is born.
In which I get absolutely owned by my Facebook friends, and an idea is born… *maniacal laugh*
I am not afraid to admit that the themed shows are better because my friends’ song suggestions are better than mine.
A true sign of parental love and sacrifice: letting your daughter play Fergie on your podcast.
It’s been…time this show had a leprechaun dance moment. Can’t understand what I mean? You soon will.
Friends of Popdose are the best friends. They have good thoughts about things.
I need to crowdsource my shows more often. My friends stepped up big time this week.
I got an idea and then ran with it…for an hour and 40 minutes.
This is literally The Deb Medsker Show. It’s all about my honey.
Total widescreen pop show this week, and new Simple Minds!
Ian Broudie, once again, to the rescue.
When it takes an hour to come up with a follow-up track to a song…that’s a sign.
In which I come face to face with the fact that I am still ‘Sitting on the Floor Playing with Tapes’ David, and always will be.
In which I rave about a Pernice Brothers song, and then throw Joe Pernice under the bus for being a jerk to the guy on the mixing board at a show.
Thomas Dolby is one of the few people to have enough money to have Oprah killed. Not that he would.
Have you thanked your mother lately? No, seriously, thank your mother.
*Enters ‘Holiday’ into iTunes search bar* Hey, I think I can make this work!
For the first time in this show’s history, I stay in my (’80s) lane.
Alan Arkin is a national treasure. That is all.
Fair warning: this week’s show was heavily influenced by “Mad World: An Oral History of New Wave Artists and Songs That Defined the 1980s.”
This week’s show is a love letter to next week’s Summerfest. $13 weekday tickets. That is not a typo.
Five acts from Scotland, and a cover of a sixth Scottish act. And remember, if it’s not Scottish…
I do a set of cover songs that may make the writer of both songs call me a wanker. One can only hope, anyway.
The lesson to be learned here is, don’t say ‘power pop’ to Marshall Crenshaw. Also, don’t call Kerli a Goth. She will hurt you.