Category Archives: KFAI

J. Otis Powell‽’s Health Transition Fundraiser


My friend J. Otis is recuperating from a serious illness and this campaign to raise money to help pay for some of his expenses is over the half-way point to meeting its goal. Please contribute and help out one of the Twin Cities’ greatest talents. Thank you very much.

THIS JUST IN: To my peeps in the Twin Cities – there is a fundraiser being held at Intermedia Arts, here is the info:

Members from the community are coming together to produce a benefit show honor and celebrate local treasure J. Otis Powell on Wed July 15th at Intermedia Arts (7pm). We would love to have you there to witness & contribute to the wall poetry/word/image mural that will hang in J. Otis’s recovery room. Come commune, jam and celebrate with us. 

Purchase your ticket here:

Yonkers Alert!


Michael Yonkers is doing a rare appearance in support of our community radio station KFAI on Sat., February 7th at the Turf Club in St. Paul. He’ll perform at 8:00.  I can’t thank Cyn Collins enough for making this fundraiser happen, but especially for getting Yonkers on the bill – I’m giddy over being able to see him! He tells Cyn that he won’t be “covering” himself – he means his songs, not that he’ll be naked, so all originals can be expected.

Sun City Girls Spun

Sun City Girls Spun

I DJ’d at Harriet Brewing in Mpls tonight and played nothing but the Sun City Girls. I provided the below info about them and thought I’d share here, so, here:

KFAI’s VINYL VOICES, September 30, 2014


Sir Richard Bishop, Charlie Gocher, Alan Bishop

Sir Richard Bishop, Charlie Gocher, Alan Bishop

I will delight in playing the legendary Sun City Girls for you tonight. For the uninitiated, it’s often hard to find the words to describe them; I’m not a music writer, per se, just a dj and lifelong fan of SCG, and have had the honor and privilege of getting to know them.

Since I am much better at presenting the music rather than blabbing about them, I thought I’d share this article by the fabulous Mike McGonigal of Yeti Magazine from back in 2002: – check it out sometime….

Since that time, SCG’s drummer (well, he was really so much more than that), Charlie Gocher, passed away from cancer in February of 2007, and the Girls are no more. The Bishop Brothers embarked upon a memorial tour to celebrate the music of the Sun City Girls in May 2008, called “The Brothers Unconnected: A Tribute to the Sun City Girls and Charles Gocher.”

Alan and Richard Bishop continue to create at a mind-blowing pace on their solo musical paths as Alvarius B and Sir Richard Bishop, respectively, singularly and collaboratively with other trouble-making cohorts.

I’ve tried to stay on top of collecting their vinyl over the years; it hasn’t been easy, as they’re so prolific! But I’ll try and play the Sun City Girls’ greatest hits, and I hope that you, too, will become a rabid fan.

-Patti Walsh, KFAI

Here is their discography (includes cassette-only releases)

Midnight Cowboys from Ipanema CS (Breakfast Without Meat) 1986, LP/CD reissue (Amarillo Records) 1994
God is My Solar System 1982 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Superpower 1982-83 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Hatchet Rain 1983 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Bleach Has Feelings, Too! 1983-85 CS (Cloaven) 1987
To Cover Up Your Right To Live 1983-85 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Def in Italy 1984 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Folk Songs of The Rich and Evil 1985 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Fresh Kill of a Cape Hunting Dog 1985-86 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Exotica on Five Dollars a Day 1986 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Fruit of The Womb 1986 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Polite Deception 1986 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Famous Asthma 1986-87 CS (Cloaven) 1987
The Palm Leaves of Victory 1986-87 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Cloaven Theatre No. 1 1987 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Cloaven Theatre No. 2 1987 CS (Cloaven) 1987
Tibetan Jazz 666 1987 CS (Cloaven) 1987
The Multiple Hallucinations of an Assassin 1987-88 CS (Cloaven) 1989
Cloaven Theatre No. 3 1988 CS (Cloaven) 1989
Audio Letter to Mitch Meyers 1988 CS (Cloaven) 1989
That Old Western Sieve 1988 CS (Cloaven) 1989
Graverobbing in the Future 1988 CS (Cloaven) 1989
Extra-Sensory Defection CS (Cloaven) 1989
The Great North American Tricksters CS (Cloaven) 1990
Pelican 92 CS (Abduction) 1993


Sun City Girls LP (Placebo) 1984
Grotto of Miracles LP (Placebo) 1986
Horse Cock Phepner (Placebo) LP/CS 1987
Torch of the Mystics LP (Majora) 1990, CD reissue (Tupelo) 1993
Dawn of the Devi LP (Majora) 1991
Live from Planet Boomerang 2-LP (Majora) 1992
Bright Surroundings, Dark Beginnings LP (Majora) 1993, CD reissue (Majora) 1998
Valentines from Matahari LP (Majora) 1993, CD reissue (Majora) 1998
Live at C.O.N. Artists LP (Poon Village) 1993
Kaliflower CD/LP (Abduction) 1993
Juggernaut LP (Abduction) 1994
Piasa…Devourer of Men LP (Abduction) 1994
Jacks Creek LP (Abduction) 1994
Dante’s Disneyland Inferno 2-CD (Abduction) 1996, 3-LP reissue (Locust) 2002
330,003 Crossdressers from Beyond the Rig Veda 2-CD (Abduction) 1996, 3-LP reissue (Locust) 2001
Live from the Land of the Rising Sun City Girls CD (Japan Overseas) 1997
Box of Chameleons 3-CD box (Abduction) 1997
Dulce soundtrack LP (Abduction) 1998
Cameo Demons and Their Manifestations CD (Abduction) 2000 – CFR vol. 1
The Dreamy Draw CD (Abduction) 2000 – CFR vol. 2
Superculto CD (Abduction) 2000 – CFR vol. 3
A Bullet Through the Last Temple CD (Abduction) 2000 – CFR vol. 4
Severed Finger With a Wedding Ring CD (Abduction) 2000 – CFR vol. 5
Sumatran Electric Chair CD (Abduction) 2001 – CFR vol. 6
Libyan Dream CD reissue (Abduction) 2001 – CFR vol. 7
The Handsome Stranger CD (Abduction) 2001 – CFR vol. 8
High Asia/Lo Pacific 2-CD reissue (Abduction) 2001 – CFR vols. 9 & 10
Wah CD (Abduction) 2002
Flute and Mask CD (Abduction) 2002
God is My Solar System/Superpower 2-LP reissue (Eclipse) 2003
Bleach Has Feelings, Too!/To Cover Up Your Right To Live 2-LP reissue (Eclipse) 2003
Carnival Folklore Resurrection Radio 2-CD (Abduction) 2004 – CFR vols. 11 & 12
The Fresh Kill of a Cape Hunting Dog / Def In Italy 2-LP reissue (Eclipse) 2004
98.6 IS DEATH CD (Abduction) 2004 – CFR vol. 13
Folk Songs of the Rich and Evil / Exotica on $5 a Day 2-LP reissue (Eclipse) 2005
Uncle Jim’s Superstars of Greenwich Meantime LP (Black Velvet Fuckere Records) 2005
Static from the Outside Set CD (Abduction) 2006 – CFR vol. 14
Uncle Jim’s Superstars of Greenwich Meantime CD reissue (Abduction) 2006
Live Room CD (Three Lobed) 2006
Montreal Pop CD
Djinn Funnel LP (Nashazphone) 2006
Piano Bar LP (Ri Be Xibalba) 2006
For Drummers Only LP (Ri Be Xibalba) 2006
Beginnings Dark LP (Enterruption) 2007
Mister Lonely: Music From A Film By Harmony Korine with J. Spaceman LP/CD (Drag City) 2008
Funeral Mariachi LP/CD (Abduction) 2010


And So The Dead Tongue Sang (Pulp) 1987
You’re Never Alone With a Cigarette (Majora) 1990
Three Fake Female Orgasms 2×7″ (Majora) 1991
Let’s Just Lounge (Majora) 1992
Napoleon and Josephine (Scratch) 1992
Caroliner tribute (Nuf Sed) 1992 [split with Thinking Fellers Union Local 282]
Eye Mohini (Majora) 1992
Borungku Si Derita double 7″ (Majora) 1993 [also issued as a single 7″]
Live…For Chilly (bootleg) 1993
Carl the Barber 2003 [split 7″ with Carl Wellman]
Uncle Jim’s True Confessions of Homeland Security (Empirical) 2003

The ask

Standard So I’ll be at the helm for Voice Cried Softly tonight, trying to keep us crazy midnighters on course to do non-cryptic and quasi-intelligent pledge rapping, as we are in the second day of Pledge Drive. Sometimes when I p’rap with Eric, the regular show host, I’ve gotta sort of peel him off the ceiling, as he gets off track a little bit when he starts talking about Jackie Chan movies, and not reasons why you should call 612-375-9030 to join KFAI. Eric won’t be there tonight, so I won’t need the spatula and forceps.

Can you feel the love at this silly radio station?



Such tomfoolery on these occasions

I’ll have some semi-normal folks rappin with me tonight…oh, wait, Machinist Man wants to come down and help out tonight…hardly normal (and I mean that in the most loving way, dear) but we’ll get the job done. We’ve got the Nighthawk swooping in with sage advice and maybe some punk banjo riffs. So tune in at the witching hour, Midnight tonight, we put the dumb in fundraising.



So we’ve arrived at the spring p’drive once again – umm, does that mean winter’s actually over? Alrighty, then. Bring it on!!!

Anyone who talks to me for more than an hour or so gets to hear about KFAI. I’m sort of obnoxious that way. KFAI’s a part of me, and I know I’m not the only one. Ask most of the 500 volunteers and 5 paid staff how they feel about the station, and I’m certain you’ll hear a similar loving tune.

Lots of stuff happening! We’re one of the 18 nonprofit winners of THE NERDERY Challenge – we get to have a talented nerd team work on developing our website for a consecutive 24 hours. That along with funding KFAI will be receiving from the State of MN will bring our website up to snuff and help us to better meet the needs of our community.

I have been proud to be a member of the Freshen Up Fresh Air (FUFA) Committee – we’ve done some painting in the Kitchen/Galley, Front Lobby, Greenroom and both bathrooms, purchased some new furniture (may it arrive before pledge drive, please….) Additionally, Chris Elpers, a member of KFAI’s Community Advisory Board and owner of Chris Elpers Carpentry, has redone the kitchen cabinets, replaced the kitchen countertop, and installed flooring in the kitchen and bathrooms. I’m probably missing something here. It was a ton of work!!! So happy the project is almost complete as of this writing.

Loads of other happenings that I’m also skipping, but I’d like to get this posted at some point… Please frequent our frequencies 90.3 FM Minneapolis and 106.7 FM St. Paul, and go to our website

Lots of energy going into the training for pledge drive and we really hope to kick ass this spring drive.

Nuff sed.

Promo Promo Promo!


The Wave Project – Pledge Drive Edition

Sunday, April 6, 2014 – 10:00am to 11:00am

Patti and Leila team up and come at you with music Detroit Rock City style, enabling you to shake loose your ATM and credit cards from your chain wallets and pledge heartily to the radio station you love – FRESH AIR – KFAI. Patti taps into her Motor City roots and dedicates this show to the late Scott Asheton, drummer for The Stooges, with the noise that made Detroit RAWK. You’ll hear the MC5, the Frost, the Rationals, Frijid Pink, and, of course, Iggy and the Stooges, the greatest band that ever was. Get ready to rama lama fa fa fa.

Big Sister


I am about to start my Communications and Public Relations Internship at Big Brothers Big Sisters this week, and it got me to start thinking about my own match with my Little, Denver, who is now age 18.

I’d like to say that we did AMAZING and ADVENTUROUS things together, my Little and me, but we never really did anything on a Grand Scale. Our favorite thing to do was talking. And more talking. And a little more talking. It didn’t really matter where we were.

I met Denver when she was 8 years old. Our first “date” was a trip to the Walker Art Center with Denver’s older sister, Australia, and her new Big Sister (a double date.) I’d say it was awkward, to say the least. I can’t recall what the exhibit was called, but I think the art was sort of pretentious and, well you know, art being subjective and all of that, we didn’t really agree that it was art. One exhibit was a mop and a bucket. Denver cracked up at that one. We had lunch at the Walker and took Australia’s Big (I cannot remember her name) and the kids home. I don’t think Australia and her Big clicked, but Denver and I definitely did, and it began our long journey of Big and Little.

Our favorite Saturday or Sunday would go something like this: I’d pile my two big mutts, Egor and Iggy, into my Isuzu Trooper and swing by Denver’s house to pick her up. I always hung out at her house for a little bit and talked with Denver’s mom, who I really liked a lot. My dogs adored Denver (or Auntie Denver, as she became known to them.) We’d head over to the dog park out by the airport and let the dogs run loose and we’d just follow along, walking the whole length of the park, twice. When we’d go there in spring, the park would be really muddy, and I believe Denver wrecked a couple pairs of nice basketball shoes. Mom wasn’t very happy about that. me & denver

With the dogs then finally exhausted, tired and sometimes muddy, we’d load them up into the Trooper and head up 28th Avenue South to the Nokomis Beach Coffee Shop to get a bite to eat, and then stop by the used book store next door; sometimes finding a treasure to purchase, sometimes not. It was the looking that was fun.

That would be a typical “short” Saturday visit. If I didn’t have anything else going on, the longer version of the Denver-Patti Experience would be all of the above activities, and extend to going back to my house and cooking Italian food and sometimes making carrot bread.

And talking. And more talking.

Here is a memorable, solving-problems-of-the-world conversation we once had:

“Patti, why do white people act so strange and treat our family so bad sometimes?”

“Denver, I can’t answer on behalf of all ‘white people’ any more than you can answer for all African American people. I don’t have the answers, there’s still a lot of racism out there, and unfortunately you and your family sometimes experience it first-hand. But I don’t represent all white people. I don’t know why stupid racist people do what they do. They’re just ignorant.”

“Anyway, Patti, you’re not white, you’re Irish.”

“Oh yeah, that’s right!”

We had had a previous conversation about how the Irish were treated when they first immigrated to America, and that my Dad had experienced being called a “dirty mick” and other slurs on the Irish.

We had lots of other experiences like going to ValleyFair a couple of times, going to basketball games, festivals and other events, and of course BBBS events like picnics, cooking and yoga classes. Denver even came and did radio with me up at KFAI. We also did quite a few bike rides around Lake Harriet.

Denver’s all grown up now – she graduated from high school and is having her own adventures. When she started getting busy with her friends at age 16 and our “dates” started becoming fewer and farther between, she asked me if we were still going to be “sisters,” and I told her “yes, we’ll always be sisters.”

We haven’t talked in a while, but I’ll be catching up with her soon, hopefully.

Just like I do with my blood sisters.

Not Just Tired, I’m FUFA Tired


Oh, that sweet little old radio station that has me in its grip. I love it so – what I wouldn’t do for KFAI…. I am one of the elite members of “Freshen Up Fresh Air,” or as it has become known by its acronym, “The FUFA Committee.”

The greenroom (or lounge area, I guess you’d call it) and front lobby of the station hasn’t seen a paint job since, well, I believe George H.W. Bush was in office. It just looked sad, tired and pathetic in there; like no one gave a shit.

Well, it’s a community radio station where people DO give a shit, but things don’t always get done the way they’re supposed to. Sometimes things just slip through the cracks, and projects such as renovation have a tendency to get put on the back burner, even when you have over 500 volunteers.

So the FUFAs, some high-powered, highly caffeinated middle-aged ladies who don’t take “no” for an answer got together and started making plans. “Let’s do this!” “How much money can we get for this, Patti? You’re on the board, find out!” I got the FUFA project on the agenda of a board meeting, and we got a nice sum voted into our 2014 budget. I was mad with power…. Not really. This whole project was pushed forward by two Nancys, one Susan and one Pat – they were the driving force behind FUFA.

We met several times with our Executive Director and our Office Coordinator, and our plans started to gel. Paint samples, tile samples for the small kitchenette and two bathrooms, and, oh, WE CAN GET SOME NEW FURNITURE, TOO!!! I don’t know if we can deal with that much, you know, CHANGE! For many, many years, we’ve been sitting on a mangled old futon and matching chair. Many overnight programmers have laid their heads to rest upon that futon, which had a lovely red velour cover on it – you know, when the original upholstery got too dirty – we covered it with red velour in order to sanitize it.

One of the Nancys and I met at a local furniture store whose owner was willing to work out a trade for underwriting with us – we pored over catalogues looking for inspiration – as of this date we haven’t ordered anything, but we have our top selections sorted out and I believe the order will go in tomorrow.

The painting got started this weekend. But, back up, there’s WALL PREP, isn’t there? Dents from people coming in with their amps, dollies, lord only knows what else. Bad previous paint job mistakes. Holes from five-hundred awards in frames we had all over the walls. Nothing wrong with having all the awards everywhere, but we FUFAs are of the opinion that we need to clear our space of old awards and make room for new ones. Is that a Feng shui thing? Maybe. The Nancys know.

So there was a little conflict and philosophical differences in styles of spackling. I have done my fair share, having owned a 1908 house with plaster lathe walls and having painted every room; I lay the spackle on pretty thick, scrap it off, then sand it down. The Nancys spackle very very lightly and then you don’t need to sand it down very much. I don’t think you get the crack filled in that way. Oh well, we will have to agree to disagree on this one I think.

I am home now from the first weekend of paining I mean painting. Everything hurts. I aimed to go for a nice walk with the dogs now, but my legs don’t want to move. My hands – what am I, like 95-years-old? It was up and down the big 10-foot ladder I brought from home to do the “cutting” on the top of the walls – I must have been using muscles I do not ordinarily use. Then lots more cutting on the bottom of the walls on my hands and knees. Squatting. I don’t do a lot of that. Ok, I’m not in good shape, obviously.



And then people coming in and out of the station. We have signs all over the place “Wet Paint,” “Under Construction.” We’re right there, painting – there’s paint everywhere! “Oh, can I get in here to do this or that – can you move?” “NO!” “Could you look for our guests and let them in when they arrive?” “NO!” My inner bitch got let out this afternoon, one might say.

So I am going to put my paint-stained achy body into a hot tub full of Epsom salts and lavender and see if I can coax myself back into a civil and pleasant state of mind.

No, dogs, no walkies, I’m all FUFA’d.

The Art of Healing – IWD at KFAI



Here’s the link for Marie Cooney’s International Women’s Day show which I pushed the buttons for last Saturday. It was a great program – Marie did a super job and I was almost moved to tears by her story and the stories of her guests. They had all been affected in one way or another by severe brain injuries and experienced great triumphs over extreme adversities and awful prognoses; doctors telling them that there’d be no more reading, etc. Very inspirational and I was humbled by their stories.

Shake Some Action


We’re so lucky to be having so much rock action ’round these here Twin Cities lately – The Flamin’ Groovies appearing with our own Mighty Mofos at the Turf Club on Sunday (poo, it’s a Sunday) May 11, 2014. There may be some Monday, May 12th calling in sicks…just so yous know. KFAI co-sponsors this gig.

I was at this show – it was a marriage celebration – they did all Kinks/Who covers at the bequest of the Bride and Groom. Nice that this clip had Bill doing his trademark comb coiffure. Perfect.