Crossing the t's, dotting the lower-case i's. Music with which to watch windshield wipers.

A weekly meditation on Who did it, What it is, Where is it at, When it is going down, Why is it not working and How it should be. Add your comments to the playlists in real time or post game.

Fist-pumping, air-drumming freeform mayhem. Caffeinated rock, experimental pop, oddball beats, and novelties.

Music to laze around with, just like slipping into a warm, comfortable bath; bubbling with many stringed instruments and occasional live performances.

Guests from the world of the arts, sciences, the media, and other areas. Every couple of weeks the Speakeasy presents "Duck Hunting With Dick", our political hour with co-host Ken Smith.

The Media Squat is freeform, bottom-up, open source radio looking towards similarly open source, bottom-up solutions to some of the problems engendered by our relentlessly top-down society.

Each show will initiate a series of discussions, which will themselves comprise part of an expanding wiki of resources, support material, and community-generated content.

This isn't pure '60s or Whole Earth radicalism and self-sufficiency (though it's certainly related) but a 21st Century, cyberpunk reclamation of all technologies and social contracts as essentially open source, up for discussion, and open to modification. It's an application of the hacker ethic and net collectivism to everything, done in the spirit of fun and adventure.

Ongoing forums with host, guests, and listeners take place at http://www.mediasquat.net.

When the musics align, you can stare a future in the eye.

New and vintage beats and pieces, with more than the occasional wrong turn at Albuquerque.

A musical journey through the lands of rock, pop, jazz and soul on the spaceship of time.

(A complete playlist will be added after the show is posted to the archives; please check back in a few days.)

Disc jockey has a fondness for sound.

All the hits that fit…and more!

The Citizen Kane of adult entertainment.

Order and disorder in a freeform haze of terribly-played guitars, shorted-out electronics, found audio detritus, strange sounds from strange lands all around. Psych-punk-junk, collage, even pop. Lots of in-studio live performances to boot.

Anti-fascist researcher Dave Emory (spelled E-M-O-R-Y) goes into all the hidden truths and details about evil men and their trade practices.

100+ year old lo-fi recordings contextually presented.

Funny. Rocking. Intriguing. Engaging. Modest. The best talk. The best music. Simply put: The Best.

Every show starts with the ’70s! We’ll rediscover forgotten rockers, revisit unfairly maligned disco beats and replay power-pop favorites. Next: plenty of new releases, occasional live bands and more. Don’t let the nickname confuse you.

Dishin' out the hits!

"I listened yesterday. It's no reflection on you but I could'nt see where you were going or what you were going for. This early seventies thing did'nt get noticed the first time and you talk about friends of like Dealney and Bonnie who had records out like we're supposed to remember who they are. Then you play this long winded free jazz stuff that really grates on my nerves. And that noise without a beat and sounds like someones being pinched. Then you play a reggae song, I think you called it Dub, to what, be cool? You seem to really fetishize the whole folk thing too which is obnoxious to us who don't even care. I liked it when you played that punk song though. I like Joe Belock a lot."

Come for the peace and tranquility; stay for the guttural screaming.

I apologize in advance. It's only an hour.

Sad Lesbian Breakup Songs

The program formerly known as Dinner at Andy's, The Fuzzy Glove Hour, Whores, and The Happiness Hut. Ken and Andy, also known as The Enema Boys, further lower WFMU's already abysmal standards on a weekly basis. Stunt radio which subjects the radio audience to concepts and topics which mature adults should not have to endure. Find the fatal flaw.

Forward-thinking electronic music, regional sounds from around the world, hip-hop, dancehall, and float. Frequent international guests widen the picture.

The Failure of Noise
The Failure of Sound
The Failure of Rock
The Failure of the Avant Garde
The Failure of the Space Age
The Failure of Jazz
The Failure of Psychedelia
The Failure of Krautrock
The Failure of Electronic
The Failure of Pop
The Failure of Free-form
The Failure of the 21st Century

Drawing an endless knot. Improvised, international, American, old, abstract, other.

Earth's only supernatural slumber-party-style call-in show.

"I fancy him at the court of Minos, anxious to know what sort of unmentionable monster the Minotaur may be, whether he is as frightful as all that or perhaps charming?" - Albert Camus

A viking ship appears on the horizon, a likeness of Alice Coltrane carved into its bow. Rare birds flock together to sing Francoise Hardy as soul hits. A sunset of blips and bleeps fills the air.

" I can't tell when you're telling me the truth."
- I'm not.
"How do I know anything you've told me is..."
- You don't.

Music to slaughter livestock to; 5,000 factory farmers can't all be wrong.

Street interviews, listener call-ins, vinyl gluttery, sporadic normalcy, original floperas and fiktion, blatant talking over songs, politix, tenderness, and a vague undercurrent of angst. Right up your alley!

Scratchy vanity 45s, pilfered field recordings, muddy off-the-radio sounds, homemade congregational tapes and vintage commercial gospel throw-downs; a little preachin', a little salvation, a little audio tomfoolery.

A chimpified, sonic soiree of overmodulated, toe-stubbing rock and roll.

Loud Live Acts
He's been playing punk rock since before you were born. Live bands in the studio every week.

Shamanic vibrational love frequencies for the infinite mind. Shed all fear and allow the forces of nature to rattle your spine. We are the future. Welcome to the 5th Dimension.

The finest in Micronesian doo-wop, Appalachian mambo, Turkish mariachi, pygmy yodeling of 
Baltimore, Portuguese juju, Cajun gamelan, tuba choirs from Mozambique, Inuit marching bands, 
Filipino free jazz, Egyptian kabuki theater, and throat singers of the Lower East Side.

I never miscue a record. I am punctual, well-prepared, and dislike clutter. Outgoing and helpful, I'm always appropriately dressed. I do not behave erratically and have excellent penmanship. My CD's never skip, and I am in good health. I like all the notes, in any order.

Hip-hop and rap, that's where my heart's at. But I'll play anything so long as it ain't crap!

Just two girls. Having a good time. On a Friday night.

One hour; 23 or 24 soul 45s.

That is you can't you know tune in but it's all wrong.

A yurt for the transgenred.

Lullabies and reveilles. Something for the late nighters and early risers.

Folk; old-timey; blues; psych, avant and acid folk old and new; ambient and electronic; lots of guitar; detours elsewhere.

Visiting WFMU listeners take an hour.

A showcase for the widest-possible definition of pop music, plus interviews with the world's finest music makers.

The unsung heroes of rock 'n' roll, presented at 45 RPM: 50s/60s bop, slop, & schlock.

Punk/new wave, psych, glam, garage, mod, freakbeat, funk, krautrock, noise, hardcore, indie, DIY, power pop, soul -- any and all good moving music! Live bands frequently, tix @ 4:06 -- why stop? Live life -- it's hectic but short, yo!

Popular and Unpopular Music From Around the World

Music for guys with food stains on their shirts: the required dosage of shitalo and d.i.y. crud you need to start your weekend right.

The run-around drill sergeant of love meets the freeform radio nurse in an international popularity crisis. Twang, dub, noise, rockers, aliens, drum machines, foreigners, imported goods, songs, rumbles, hollers, blips and squiggles, along with an occasional musical number.

You see a blanket on the ground. It's your favorite color, smooth and soft. You can sit on it, or lie on it. It's a flying blanket, and you are the pilot. You are in control. You can fly anywhere you wish, just by thinking about it. You are the pilot.

Reggae music is for everyone--you love it, say Irie!

Inoculated DJ plays songs and talks a lot.

R-R-Real Rock & Roll. Bad music that bad people want to hear, badly.

A small-c catholic preaching to the unevensong choir.

I am but a vessel.

Radio plays. Found audio. Call-in community theater, inside jokes and outsider art. Spoken word and sonic weirdness. For one hour every week, the Acousmatic Hour brings you theater -- OF THE MIND!!

All the spectacle and clamor you crave...without those pesky crowds.

Professor Dum Dum, scientist of music, performs experiments in music and human behaviour. Living, breathing volunteers subject themselves to his verbal vivisection, helping all to understand what laymen call "absurdity."

Grand pianos in the surf, singing frogs, hyphenated psych, outtakes, live collaging, twangy drone, old folk, and ephemeral pop.