Monday, September 09, 2024

Open letter to Sasha Weiss


Dear Sasha, 

i am writing this letter thru a torrent of cathartic tears knowing that your stunning NYT Prince piece is probably, sadly the closest I will ever get to experiencing the remarkable netflix doc....sigh.... the estate has failed fans from the get and their hindering the release of this majestic cinematic opus is devastating but not surprising. I found great comfort by at least being able to read about it. The experience was deeply healing.  

It has been 8 years but until today i had not been able to reconcile Prince's death. n the fog of denial i genuinely thought/hoped it was all a practical joke...that he would reappear any day now with a wink, a stack of pancakes & a treasure trove of new aural magic. That delusion prevented the ability to feel the pain & grieve the loss. I may never see the doc but experiencing it thru your magnificent tender elegy flipped a switch and helped me finally start the process of letting go. 

I went to PP on his bday in 2016 to leave a piece of my heart on that fence. It came in the form of a drawing I did of a bunch of bereft bananas sobbing in the back of a truck that was also weeping, projectile tears shooting out of the headlights, "let's go crazy, let's get nuts, lets look for the purple banana before they put us on the truck" 

I wish I could hug you and Ezra. It is a travesty that fans are being denied the chance to experience the doc but I am so profoundly grateful to have experienced it however vicariously thru you. As a lifelong Prince fan there was always an inexplicable sense of "something missing" that I could never quite suss out. That feeling was resolved today because I feel like you & Ezra revealed the human at the center of the music. I feel so blessed to have lived in Prince's time. I dont think its hyperbolic to say there will never be another. And thru you I got to meet the (hu)man of the myth & legend. What a gift. 

Your piece gave me peace and brought with it the "soothing electric vibration" that Maya Angelou spoke of in her tremendous soaring poem When Great Trees Fall. I left a laminated copy of it with the sobbing bananas on the fence at PP. (That the estate trashed  it and the other tributes underscores their longstanding disregard for fans.)

 


"When great trees fall,

rocks on distant hills shudder,

lions hunker down

in tall grasses,

and even elephants

lumber after safety.


When great trees fall

in forests,

small things recoil into silence,

their senses

eroded beyond fear.

When great souls die,

the air around us becomes

light, rare, sterile.

We breathe, briefly.

Our eyes, briefly,

see with

a hurtful clarity.


Our memory, 

suddenly sharpened,

examines,

gnaws on kind words

unsaid,

promised walks

never taken.


Great souls die and

our reality, bound to

them, takes leave of us.

Our souls,

dependent upon their

nurture,

now shrink, wizened.

Our minds, formed

and informed by their

radiance, fall away.


We are not so much maddened

as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of

dark, cold

caves.


And when great souls die,

after a period peace blooms,

slowly and always

irregularly. Spaces fill

with a kind of

soothing electric vibration.

Our senses, restored, never

to be the same, whisper to us.

They existed. They existed.

We can be. Be and be

better. For they existed."


Thank you Sasha. THANK YOU. 


Jessie Jessup

Friday, September 15, 2023

Brains

 In 2008 George Romero came to Dallas with some of the cast of the original Night Of The Living Dead for Texas Frightmare. We honored his legacy by staggering thru the streets in an epic zombie crawl that helped launch the festival. 


I bought all my prosthetics at Costume World on Inwood and spent weeks planning my look.  The teeth were such a crunchy bit of bloody kismet


The taxidermy crow was a last minute impulse that brought the whole look together. I am so proud oglf how he looks feeding off of my exposed & oozing prefrontal cortex. I also brought a severed hand to gnaw on.



My favorite memory was passing a car lol and of girls as we staggered en masse thru the parking lot adjacent to the mall which was next to the hotel where the event was happening. Imagine being at the mall on a regular day only to drive past a hoard of snarling dusty zombies warbling about BRAINS. They laughed at us. But dear reader believe me when I tell you that karma was quick that beautiful day. Because as we passed their car they kept looking in the direction from whence we had just come....so we snuck back behind their car and ran up screaming and pressing our bloodied faces and hands all over the windows. I still hear their terrified screams and smile with wicked delight.




Tuesday, June 13, 2023

The Shag Palace

 There is a wondrous mid century modern house in Dallas that is still in pristine 60s condition. The owner inherited it from his grandmother and opened his home to photographers and pin up community. The Shag Palace had been on my radar for awhile and we had such a great time shooting there w Dallas Pinup. MUAH Ladonna Stein 📸 Jill Rasco 









Saturday, April 08, 2023

The intergalactic Texas cowboy who inspired David Bowie



Ziggy Stardust. One of David Bowie's most iconic creations was inspired by several artists. Vince Taylor, a singer he had seen a few times and who fell from grace due to drugs and a life long struggle with mental illness

Iggy Pop David's great friend and collaborator was another huge influence, he just added the Z for flavor. That is David over there on the right playing piano


Marc Bolan of T.Rex was another important influence in Bowie's creative process for Ziggy persona.


There is a Texas connection too, it was here that David discovered Ziggy's stardust.
Behold Lubbock's own Norman Carl Odam aka The Legendary Stardust Cowboy.


David talked about him in this interview. Fast forward to about 2:34. He found his music "atrocious AND wonderful in that special way"

The Legendary Stardust Cowboy is one of the early wild pioneers of psychobilly and a lifelong devotee to space exploration. His first notable song Paralyzed was recorded in Fort Worth and featured T-Bone Burnett on drums. He is featured ina book about outsider music called Songs In The Key Of Z. In a piece called Wide Open Space Cadet. It is a hilarious and charming read and you can read it here
His music was as eclectic as his signature look which included buckskin jacket, cowboy boots and spurs, and ten-gallon hat. He was featured on Dr. Demento, Laugh In and Hey Hey It's Saturday



David Bowie met The Legendary Stardust Cowboy and even recorded one of his songs. Here is the original version of  I Took A Trip On A Gemini Spaceship

 There is a photo of them together HERE on the Stardust Cowboys fb fan page Here is David Bowie's majestic cover of I Took A Trip On A Gemini Spaceship. From his album Heathen that came out in 2002 and this song features the lowest note he ever sang on any of his albums.


The Legendary Stardust Cowboy is still out there making his magic check out his cover of Space Oddity(below) and if you would like more of his music snag a copy of his anthology "For Sarah, Raquel, and David: An Anthology" that came out a few years ago.... The title is a reference to some famous fans Sarah Ferguson, Duchess of York, Raquel Welch, and Bowie and you can get it HERE

More recently Jeff Feuerzeig(The Devil & Daniel Johnston) has been working on an in depth documentary on Odam's life, that will include interviews with Odam interspersed with animations based on interviews of people close to him. For updates follow the journey of The Legendary Stardust Cowboy here




Friday, April 07, 2023

I did it all for the cookie -Limp Bizkit probably

I have been eating cookies for a long time and it was time for them to return the favor😂💗so I am dabbling in some cookie erotica. My drawing tonight inspired by the book Ravaged By The Gingerbread Man. It came out better than I expected. 

I would love to do a whole book devoted to cookie erotica and include recipes for my favorite cookies that would compliment each position. A veritable cookie sutra.
When I showed my latest gingerbread cookie erotica illustration to a friend her jaw dropped and she screamed. Based on her shock & awed response I think I found a new career path. (h/t to the Bad Girls Bible)
I was  on a roll this particular night. I drew her astride & flirtatiously playing with his big fat buttons. 💗
 This one came out a little more maniacal than I intended. But her ecstasy is palpable so it works in my demented world.

...to be continued

Wednesday, April 05, 2023

20 bands drawn literally can you find them all?


I saw a hilarious post on twitter with a cartoon where you had to find 9 bands from the 90s. It was a lot of fun and I won't spoil yours by divulging the answers.



I loved this so much that I tried to find more similar bands drawn literally games and when I came up empty decided to challenge myself by putting pen to paper. I drew a big beautiful demented musical challenge that inevitably stumped even the most ardent music lovers in my circle who shook their fists while yelling "DAMN YOU JESSIE" .

There are 20 bands, have fun finding them all.


Saturday, April 01, 2023

How to turn a band you LOVE into basset hounds

Love me these sweet boys in New PAWlitics.


I loved them SO much i turned them into basset hounds literally
I've been teaching myself to draw for 6 years and practice by drawing bands that i love. NP used to do a WOOF wednesday where they would photoshop their heads on to dogs and it made my drawing hand twitch so here is the before and the after, I am getting so good. lol


but it wasnt enough to just draw them because I am extra af and decided to go another step by sending drawing to Budsies who literally turned them into the dogs they are. That is a compliment ok? Dogs are cute as hell and everybody loves them and so it goes with New PAWlitics

Then I waited. For edgefest where I introduced the guys to their canine selves and it was in a single word. MAGIC . Look at this joy. I MADE THIS.
The video is even better





I occasionally get photos of the dogs and David as a bunny (that is another story for another time)



Wednesday, March 22, 2023

I tic toc crocd with a pancake on my head

As a Prince fan and dedicated acolyte of Dan Lacey I find great comfort and joy in pancakes as both food and art. Tonight I made breakfast for supper and before I knew what was happening I had a warm buttermilk pancake on my head. If you have never worn one let me tell you it is a a regal royal experience. You stand a little taller and feel a bit precious with such a sweet crown. This particular pancake accentuated my eyebrows so naturally I made them dance to the approach of the Tic Toc croc from Peter Pan. And I even embellished w a plumeria which gave my chapeau an unusual elegance. All is well in Abu Dhabi

Thursday, March 09, 2023

How I got into radio


This blog is dedicated to Jenny Ryan of Dallas Cowboys Rhythm & Blue dancers. She was the last person who asked me how I got into radio. We were walking down the hall of my old station when she asked and I was so surprised by her inquiry and did not have a handy lie at the ready so just told the truth. The look on her face as I shared my journey is seared in my memory. Her eyes sparkled with equal parts joy, incredulity and awe.

Related: I'm always slightly embarrassed when college students majoring in communications send me letters asking for interviews about my career in radio because unlike them I didn't go to school...I fell into it because I had a crush on a boy.

He was tall and beautiful w lips made for kisses and I was determined to feast on them. There was just one little problem.

Language barrier.

I spoke only English. And he spoke only Bon Jovi.



In a determined effort to win my crush I went and bought ALL the Bon Jovi records I could find and proceeded to learn this unique and beautiful language. However despite my passion and dedication he didn't respond to my attempts to communicate .

One day at work a bunch of us were talking and laughing hysterically about whatever it was when he stood up and SHOOSHED everyone and indignantly pointed to the radio in the corner and very seriously said "Bon Jovi is playing" we were, it seems, to show proper reverence to his gods... as you do.



This is when the hamster on the wheel in my head fell off the wheel which rolled out of my ears and took my brain with it...I deduced that if I was the girl on the radio playing the Bon Jovi this kissable crush would HAVE to love to me. Those are the rules right? RIGHT???

So I marched my dumbass right down to the nearest radio station that played Bon Jovi and I fully expected to be hired on the spot. It doesn't work that way apparently. I was one of those ignorant assholes who just assumed anyone with a larynx could do radio. You can imagine my indignant irritation to be informed otherwise.

But dear reader, there were kisses to be had and damn it all to hell I was not going to be deterred or denied so I kept marching into the station with stupid cassettes of me just yammering about this that and the other. I sincerely did not know any better. Sometimes stupidity pays off and if you needed a poster child for this assertion look no further than the author of this blog.

It took 6 months of steady visits to the station but I finally got the job doing overnights at this rock station.

Years later my boss told me the reason he hired me was not because he saw any hidden potential in the ding dong in his midst but rather because I was so fucking annoying he would do anything to make me go away.  What is that old adage about keep your friends close and your enemies closer? Yeah that.

Bossman grew tired of my weekly visits pleading for a job and finally hired me thinking that if he stuck me on a midnight to 6am schedule he would never have to see me again. He was correct of course.

lol

So here is where it gets fun.



My ridiculous ploy worked. I got the job but more importantly I GOT THE BOY. Boy oh boy did I. And being in the overnight shift meant we could be alone in the studio. I could and did kiss him all night every night and all the while Bon Jovi played ON VINYL in the background. My mom knew when he was at station because the record would run out and there would be dead air...we were so immersed in our passion that I didn't hear the record end because the music was still playing in my head.

To this day Bon Jovi is the soundtrack to the sweetest kisses I ever knew.

The relationship with the boy was evanescent. We had nothing in common and pretty soon we ran out of kisses. But my passion for radio replaced the passion for the boy.

I stuck with it. I also recently drew a portrait of them. I ran out of paper sorry Alec. RIP



It has been a wildly beautiful journey and although my story is absurd it works and I wouldn't change any part of it. For as unhinged as the origin story of my career in radio may sound it really highlights a radiant trifecta of imperative traits for not just surviving but also really thriving in this industry...passion, tenacity and perseverance.

Wednesday, March 01, 2023

Move Over Oprah

This R&R feature story on my KDGE book club from August 2002.


Jessie's Book Club



Jessup's book club that has become a key element of her show and a signif icant part of the Dallas literary com munity.

1 first realized how big an impact Jessip's show has had on Dallas when 1 entered a Borders and saw a pile of the book Notable American Women at the information desk. I knew that this was Jessie's Book Chib's selection for the month, but I asked the person be hind the desk why it was there.

ing "I don't know. People just keep ask about it," the bookstore employ ee said, but he would not remain un informed for long, In a little over a year Jessie's Book Club has hosted the mayor of Dallas on KDGE, was fra tared in a cover story in Publisher's Weekly and luu been the talk of New York publishing,

And it all started by accident.

Hey Pretty

"It really all started when we added Poe's 'Hey Pretty," says Jessup. "It was the new version that featured her brother, Mark Danielewski, reading excerpts from his book House of Leaver. When we started playing it, the phones just exploded, so I did some research to find out where the dramatic reading came from.

"I realized that it had been a book that I had seen previously in a book store but was afraid to pick up because of the different fonts and the strange way it was set up. The book doesn't follow a typical read from front to back. You're jumping around. Some times there are only one or two words per page.

"It really looked freaky, and I was afraid of it. Still, when we started play ing the song, I felt like I had to read it so I could explain to people what was happening in the song or at least give them my interpretation."

That desire to give the listeners some background on a song was the first step to what has become Jessie's Book Club. "The Poe song really opened a door," Jessup says. "Because it incorporated music, it made the material more accessible to listeners. However, if I had just talked about a book, I would have been afraid that people who aren't into reading would have tuned out."

Meanwhile, the audience response kept getting bigger and bigger. "It was brilliant, and it was amazing how many people wanted to hear more," Jessup says. "There aren't words to describe how big it was getting. The publicist at Random House said that what was happening in Dallas was the topic of their meetings for weeks."

Jessup continued to talk to her lis teners about House of Leaves, and eventually she realized that something special was happening. The listeners were responding so well that 19 of Amazon.com's top 20 sales areas for the book were within KDGE's broad-cast range

The Next Step

The next step came when Jessup interviewed Poe and Danielewski to gether on the air. It was a logical move for someone who had been discuss ing their work on the air for weeks, but it wasn't necessarily easy to set up the interview,

"I contacted Random House first, because I wasn't getting any help from Atlantic, and I didn't think getting an interview with Poe was an option," Jessup says. "Random House sent me a bunch of books to give sway and arranged an interview with Danish ewski. Well, he's Poe's brother, and one thing led to anoilier, and I was able to interview them together."

Jessup's excitement regarding the project led her to invite Poe and win ewski to perform at the station's am mer festival show in Dallas. What started as a desire to simply give her audience background on a cool song led to the first-ever appearance of an author at Edgefest. Poe and Daniel ewski also did an acoustic show and an in-store appearance that weekend and talked further with Jessup on the

air. This is where our story could end. If things went as things usually do, "Hey Pretty" would be dropped into recurrent or rested, Jessup would go back to talking about alternative mu sic, and on-air discussions about books would once again be relegat-od to NPR. But that's not what hap-pened.

More Rock Stars, More Books

Jessup's next foray into the world of radio book clubs didn't actually involve the radio. It came when she realized that she could use her portion of the KDGE website to host a book club filled with cool books. The inspi ration was, appropriately enough, an other alternative rock star.

"I was sitting here at the station combing websites for show prep, and I ran across a site dedicated to Stephan Jenkins, the lead singer of Third Eye Blind," Jessup says. "But this site was a book club. I remember thinking, "This guy must get razzed since he's got the same name as the lead singer of Third Eye Blind! Well, it turns out that it was the website of the lead sing er of Third Eye Blind, and he has a book club.

"I found out that he was the vale-dictorian of his class at Berkeley, which was just astonishing to me. It wits sort of fun to talk about. I was really inspired by his book club and set up an interview with him."

With motivation from Jenkins, Jes-sup set up her book club on the KDGE website. At the same time, during her show she was using elements of a book she was reading. "I was reading a book about the poet Byron, who everyone has held up as the quintes sential romantic," she says. "This book completely changes that percep tion. I had no idea that the guy had a clubfoot and used that as a license for being the higgest asshole who ever lived on the face of the earth.

"The way he behaved is repulsive, the fact that he drank wine out the skulls of his ancestors after raid ing the tombs on his family estate. It was perfect fodder for the radio, be cause it fed into the somewhat de-mented mindset of your basic Alter native listener." like of

Her provocative on-air comments about Byron and the book as well as ber audienor's response led to interview with the author of the Byron bio. "It was the perfect oppor tunity to correct so many misconcep tions that listeners were taught in high school," says Jessup.

"What was interesting was the number of college-level professors who called and said they didn't know and were never taught that By-ron wrote most of his romantic post ry for his sister, whom he was fuck-ing on the sofa. Those were great calls, because they're teaching English in college, and they didn't know this in-formation."

It All Comes Together

The audience response to her com ments and discussion about Byron was strong enough that Jessup felt that she should try again. She chose a book she thought had warped and strange enough content that her listeners would enjoy hearing about it, even if they didn't read it, Ben Marcus' No-table American Women Jessup also continued to point listeners to her web page, which now included Jessie's Book Club.

"I thought the content of Notable American Women lent itself to the al ternative lifestyle," says Jessup. "Lis teners really freaked out when I talked about excerpts from the book. I inter viewed Marcus and produced a 15-minute bit, but I related every single

thing that Ben talked about to music. "When he is talking about a man buried in the backyard, I played "Man in the Box. I interviewed him on five or six occasions and got about four

JESSIE AND HER BOOKS

Here is KDGE (The Edge)/Dallas afternoon drive host and originator of Jessie's Book Club Jessie Jessup with some of her books.

hours of raw material, which I edited down to 15 mimites."

Jessup's idea of creating musical montages around author interviews brought everything together. The con tent of the books she chose lent them-selves to her audience's lifestyle, and now she had an on-air approach for author interviews that complemented the sound of the radio station. Jessie's Book Club hit its stride.

Support System

Every month Jessup chooses book for discussion. She features it on her page at the KDGE website and discusses it on the air. She works hard to get author interviews, which occur more often than not. The support from the New York-based publishing hous es has been extremely strong, even if the initial support from Dallas-based companies was not.

Jessup says, "One of the salespeo pie went to a large chain here called Half Price Books and told them, "This is what we're doing. What do you think? Their comment was, and 1 tread.' quote, "Your listeners don't reas

"What really kills me is that they then started advertising on our Active Rock sister station, "The Eagle' [KEGL) I was really angry, because these were people who clearly had not done their homework."

It was not long, however, before the grass-roots movement that Jessup had created spread throughout the city. A major explosion in exposure for Jess ie's Book Club was initiated by a sim ple communique to the mayor's office.

on ing Jessup says, "I had seen the mayor TV, promoting her summer read-program, and she was talking about how Mark Cuban had donated $10,000 for shirts and someone else had given her Britney Spears tickets.

"I thought I could help her reach a few kids with that program by send ing over tickets from The Edge, so 1 sent an e-mail to her office. I heard back from her chief-of-staff, and one thing led to another, and we set up an on-air interview.

"I was a bit terrified, because it was the first time I had ever interviewed someone in the political arena, but it was great. It was all about the books, it was awesome. I think it helped the book club. My hope is that hav and

ing her on the show will lend my club credibility. It will be interesting to see what the long-term effects of it are."

The Risk Pays Off

While having the mayor on the air was a big deal and added a significant amount of credence to what Jessup was doing, it wasn't until her efforts were noted in a cover story in Pub-lisher Workly that the local book merchants took notice.

pp "Early on, one of the salespeople. approached Borders, but they just kind of yawned and stretched and said, "Whatever," Jessup recalls. "Well, after the Publishers Weekly column, they got a letter from their corporate headquarters, and now they're all excited about it and want to start a Jessie's Book Club display all of their stores within our listen-ing area." in

The Publisher's Weekly column was a fitting culmination to all the work that Jessup had put into her book club. "David Hyde, who's in Random House's publicity department, put the article in motion," she says. "I got an e-mail from a writer at Publisher's Weekly saying that David had talked his ear off about me so he was writ ing to find out what the hobbub was all about, and it went from there. I was floored when I saw how long the arti cle was."

The article was extremely flattering, and included comments from authors Jessup had interviewed. One of the authors the magazine talked with was Katherine Dunn, who told them that when Jessup pointed out the connec tions between her book Geek Love Shakespeare's The Tempest, it was the first time in 13 years that anyone had picked up on the link. and

Jessup's book club is something that almost seems like it couldn't have been created for radio. It's too risky, too intellectual, too different. But it did happen, and that's a testament to Jessup's dedication and attention to her audience.

the The results have been dramatic for the Dallas reading community. As for radio station, the outcome hasn't been half bad either: After Jessup started talking about books, KDOE No. 1 in afternoon drive for the first time in its history. 




 

Wednesday, February 01, 2023

My friend asked me to tater tot her so I did


This is Ann. She is a rep for Becca that I see whenever she comes to Sephora. She blew my mind a few weeks ago when she approached me and quietly asked if she could ask me for a favor. She looked embarrassed so reader I THOUGHT she was going to ask if I had a spare tampon. You can imagine my surprise and stunned delight when she asked something on the complete other side of the spectrum. 

ICYMI I have been drawing my coworkers in all kinds of wild scenarios w anthropomorphic tater tots who are oh so radiant, crispy and blessed w perfectly cheeky bouteé.

 Ann's  eyes were wide w  a childlike sense of unfettered wonder as she raptured over the tater tot shennanigans she had seen of my friends and she wanted to see herself immortalized thusly. And so she was. I drew her in her perfect artistic element. She was over the moon.


Saturday, November 12, 2022

Depression and creativity

"Some minds seem almost to create themselves, springing up under every disadvantage and working their solitary but irresistible way through a thousand obstacles.'


I started drawing 12 years ago There were a bunch of local bands hoping to open the show and they were a lot of fun to render in stick form. Such as this mixed media I did for The Man Factory



And this was a stick figure rendering of a Cush song Called Shout Love At The Heart Of The Atom



It was spring when I first started drawing and we had our annual deluge so I drew a weather report for my blog. The stick figures, though rudimentary, had a charm that were both terrible yet adorable and strangely engaging.  



Over time my sticks evolved & in a fit of pique I started being more direct about the root cause of my depression by drawing the sustained professional abuse I was enduring  starting with how radio is rated. PPM is what the pros call it but I had another name.

Behold The Bean Pusher 2000 which is powered by an exhausted post pregnant lactating hamster who requires an endless supply of beans to function. Djs new existence now relied solely on the Shut The Fuck Up Meter. The faster the hamster runs, the more beans she can produce which keeps the shut the fuck up meter at its peak because bean churning is tiring work donchaknow?


It would be impossible to share with you all the stories I have of the endless amount of garbage that radio talent has to endure just to pursue their art. And radio done well IS an art.  When I first got into radio there was a very delicate balance between programming and sales and we always managed to work well together. But in the past decade the line has disappeared along with so many on air jobs. The beancounters have tipped the scale and decided that what we do is not work or even worthwhile. This is highlighted by the invention of the greatest scourge in broadcasting history.

Voicetracking.

It is an insult and disgrace to replace live local talent who know their community and engage/connect with their listeners with overwhelmed routinely browbeaten jocks in other markets. Voicetrackers don't know the vibe, energy and slang of the multiple cities they are frequently forced to voicetrack in. It takes a lot of work off air to do a great show on air. It also takes a lot of sustained energy that is not something people outside of the booth understand or respect.

Voicetracking is a disservice to the art, to the industry and to the communities it infiltrates.

Voicetracking is monotonous, frustrating, time consuming drudgery and eliminates the wild spontaneous magic moments that can happen on live local radio that makes radio so special and unique.

Voicetracking has sucked the life out of radio, eliminated thousands of jobs and hacked the wings off of what few air talent that are left. Morale in the industry is the lowest I have seen since I got into radio 31 years ago. Voicetracking has grossly homogenized radio even more than playlists did and the combination of the two has gutted a once thriving, electrifying, vibrant and relevant medium.


Over the past 10 years I have watched well respected and experienced programmers be replaced by craven, inexperienced opportunists whose management methodology is to berate and browbeat their talent into total submission. They rule by fear. Their abusive approach includes demanding jocks lie and even to flagrantly violate FCC and FTC regulations.

 Endorsements which were once the most lucrative and highly coveted aspect of a radio personality's career have become a stultifying, unbearable albatross. Clients are charged endorsement rates for what amounts to nothing more than glorified commercials and promised that talent will say anything they want them to. They aren't really endorsements when the  air talent's job hinges on their doing  them. They aren't really endorsements when jocks are told what to say. They aren't really endorsements when jocks are not allowed to have their own experience which includes not liking a product or service and being allowed to refuse to endorse something that they don't want to.


The industry has become so corrupt that many radio companies have made endorsements compulsory for what few jocks they do hire and who are forced to do them for free. In the rare case of a paid endorsement the jock only gets a pittance as the stations are keeping the majority of the money for themselves. The end result are jocks sounding like obnoxious shills and listeners tuning out. Jocks are universally blamed when ratings are bad but  the real problem has always been the excessive ads and a malevolent sales force with no moral compass.

Whoring out the talent to the highest bidder and putting money before people is a recipe for disaster.


I was treated like a problem child for steadfastly refusing to lie to listeners. For not wanting my credibility with them exploited and for not wanting to give my passion away. Not everyone is for sale. That is a heretical notion in an industry that seems to have forgotten its primary mission which is to serve their community. People matter and when you put them first everything else will fall into place.  Always.



Music and my passion for it has been sacrosanct since I fell into radio so many moons ago. And just as important as the music was serving my community and I always found a ways to balance them and to bring listeners a deeper sense of both.   The more my industry sacrificed professional dignity, respect, & integrity the more I withDREW into my art.  With PPM jocks were under the proverbial magnifying glass and the industry began  actively shutting us down. We were no longer allowed to do on air interviews or even creative content. Eight breaks an hour dwindled down to 2. My show was literally limited to 65 seconds an hour. All of the creative energy that I previously put on air was now going on to my blog and social media. And in to my art. 



The 14 hours a day I used to spend at the station was now spent at my drawing table. As my passion grew it also exceeded my skill level so I signed up for drawing classes at a community college where I learned to draw eggs and milk bottles and upside down ponies. 


In my 3rd class my teacher went thru my sketchpad without permission and upon seeing  one of my non class related drawings openly scoffed at it: "If you are going to keep doing shit like this you are going to need the basics" She insulted my pancake batter and it hurt a deeply vulnerable part of my already wounded spirit.


I was so stunned. Yes I need the basics, that is why I was in her class.  Her surprise attack of my work was frightening. I couldn't run the risk of losing the only means of coping with what was happening at work. If I lost this creative outlet I would have lost my mind.  So I grabbed my sketchpad and pencils, & walked out. From that day forward I used books & youtube tutorials to learn to draw. 


 I would soon discover that the greatest art teachers would be my favorite writers... visual wordsmiths like The Bloggess, Jenny Lawson, who made me laugh w her filing cabinet full of chickens and douche canoes featuring a more personal hat tip to the moongoose analogue.



Drawing succeeded where meds could not. I was creating without reprisal, fear or constraints. The uninhibited creative process was a huge relief and a welcome panacea. Not only did drawing relieve the depression, the more I drew, the more my skills were visibly  improving.

I first drew Sam Pink's "I'm sorry I cut off my thumb & glued it to your baby's head bc I thought he'd look better as a unicorn" in 2011...


And came back to it to draw it again in 2014...that is ketchup by the way


One of my favorite drawings from this period was inspired by Attack Of The Killer Tomatoes and the amazing Jim White who had a song called A Perfect Day to Chase Tornadoes. I combined the two in this drawing A Perfect Day to Chase Termaters which is how you spell tomatoes in the south and also Wyoming. 


As my drawings evolved I started moving away from stick figures and in to meatspace.  My friends were sad because they said they enjoyed the insouciance and simplicity of the sticks. That was such a nice and welcome slice of love that to appease them I kept sticks in my holster and  whipped out whenever I came across random unhinged scenarios

I cleaned my brush for the hairball in this drawing inspired by a viral post I had seen on twitter "...if you fill the piñata with kitty litter, kids might lose their annoying sense of entitlement"




Another inspiration was David Mckee who shared the amazing secret on how to draw. . I picked up a random pencil, put it to paper and wouldn't you know it A GOAT CAME OUT.



Tom Robbins really changed the trajectory of my journey as an artist by becoming not only my teacher but also my primary muse. His wildly creative language & fantastically surreal narratives set my heart & mind on fire. I gobbled him up & tried to bring his words to life w my pencil . In Wild Ducks Flying Backward he wrote about an anthropologist being serviced by an ant. My second attempt came out better since I wasn't pilfering Klimt.



In Are You Ready For The New Urban Fragrances Tom ripped my heart out w "I want the newspapers I read to smell like the violins left in pawnshops by weeping hobos on Christmas Eve." My drawing was inspired by Van Gogh's Sorrowing Old Man whose palpable anguish captured my own too well.


"Salvador Dali & 50 cents will get you a cup of clockmelt"


Tom Robbins would never be so prosaic as to say it was pouring rain... for him "the clouds were throwing shoes."


Half Asleep In Frog's Pajamas


The Day The Earth Spit Warthogs


When I read Catch 28, the crayons gave me happy heart palpitations. I had a crystal clear vision of how to draw them "Its clownhead prow sawed the surf in half causing Crayola Buddhas to run over the hill with sacks of tadpoles on their backs" It came out exactly how I envisioned it


There was also a phantom who arrived w coconuts in a speedboat. He was also supposed to have diamonds so I tried to draw Neil but Tony Danza showed up instead.



In Skinny Legs & All there is a wild gang made up of sentient Can o' Beans, Spoon, Painted Stick, Conch Shell & Dirty Sock who lives up to her filthy reputation


Tom Robbins is such a tremendous influence on my work and kept me going at some of my lowest points. I am perpetually haunted by this: "Pan had begun to live in his memories, an unhealthy symptom in anyone, suggesting as it does that life has peaked." I come back to that quote from Jitterbug Perfume a lot. 


I came back to Tom's work this year and for the first time since embarking on my artistic journey drew a portrait of the man himself. 

"Brilliantly, 
ecstatically, 
irrepressibly. 
This is the way to burn” 
~Tom Robbins