01     Peggy Lee, Ghost Riders In The Sky
02     Johnny Cash, Come Along And Ride This Train-Columbia, CD
03     The Ventures, I Walk The Line
04     Johnny Cash, Busted-Columbia, CD
05     Johnny Cash, Dark As A Dungeon-Columbia, CD
- break 10:13 am
06     Del Reeves, The Bells of Southern Bell
07     Sandman, Radio Works Fine-Loner Records, CD
08     Buster Doss & His Arkansas Playboys, Graveyard Boogie
- break 10:25 am
09     The Carter Family, Heaven's Radio
10     Lust For a Vampire
11     Five Jones Boys, Mister Ghost Goes To Town ***
12     Fairly Holden, Put Some Meat On Those Bones (1948) ***
- break 10:36 am
13     Buck Owens, Monster's Holiday
14     The Lancasters, Satin's Holiday
15     Charlie Ryan and The Timberline Riders, Hot Rod Hades
16     The Virgin Witch
17     Taser Duel At Mama Citas (rare)
18     Big Boy Groves, Bucket Of Blood (rare hipster sound) **
- break 10:57 am
19     Hank Williams III, I Wish I Knew-Sidewalk Records, CD (new)
20     Scud Mountain, I Resist(in G)
21     Robert Johnson, Crossroads-Columbia, CD
22     Movie Advertisement
23     Jimmy Minor, Satan's Chauffer
24     Hank Williams III, Candidate For Suicide-Sidewalk Records, CD (new)
25     Dusty Springfield, Spooky (1968)
- break 11:17 am
26     Jim White, Turquoise House-Luaka Bop, CD
27     Rolling Stones, Faraway Eyes-
28     Richmond Fontaine, Ballad of Dan Fante- (for Doc)
- break 11:32 am
29     Bon Iver, Re:Stacks-Jagjaguwar, CD
30     Blitzen Trapper, Black River Killer-Sub Pop, CD
31     Ted Sturgeon, Swirly Swirly (rare)
32     Johnny Cash I Am The Nation-Columbia, CD
- break 11:58 am

I dragged my feet through a pile of leaves on the way to the studio. Déjà vu. Giant piles of golden brown crunchy leaves. A precursor to winter. Enjoy the fresh breeze that drifts the leaves into playful piles along the sidewalks. A hard freeze has already happened, so the warm weather this coming week is a bonus. When I was a kid we called it Indian Summer.

Today I did what comes to mind on an autumn day. I cleaned out the gutters. I put a new battery in the old pickup truck. I caulked and painted around windows on the house. I wanted to burn a big pile of leaves and smell the smoke. When I was a kid we would gather the leaves, burn them and spread the ashes around the garden. In the spring we would turn the ashes into the dirt. It was a family ritual and meant far more than bagging the leaves like I do now. I must admit that each fall I burn a small pile of leaves in my driveway because traditions like the smell of burning leaves on an October day somehow make everything all right.

Each fall since 1907 the Chicago Tribune would run "Injun Summer" by John T. McCutcheon. Now it's just there on the worldwideinterweb all the time. How convenient.

After my chores I went inside and poured myself a tumbler of whiskey and sat in the big soft chair and read my copy of McCutcheon's article. I keep it on the side of a file cabinet in my office and get it out once a year to read. It's a ritual.

One more ritual. Dot's Diner on the "Hill" is on the way to becoming a Route 78 West post show custom. It seems the classic breakfast has been lost for the most part, but not at Dot's Diner. Plus, you can enjoy listening to Radio 1190 as you sip coffee, eat eggs or flapjacks. Dot's is the place to be when you're hungry and want good radio. The service is first-rate.

This past Wednesday The Black Angels dished out their brew of spirituality at the Fox Theater during a 2 hour blast of "open your mind" tribal drone. I am a fan and hung out like a 16 year old till the wee hours just to talk with them. So, where were YOU?

See ya next week.

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