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A little too slow for a Friday (except if it’s raining AF, as it is here), but hey — it’s a new Puddles video!

Mick Collins: one of the undersung heroes of rock’n’roll. Like ‘em or not, there would’ve been no White Stripes without The Gories.

Place “unit” in the pantheon of crassly annoying words, along with “product,” “brand,” “content” and “issues.”

On about 48 rpm.

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Marshall Crenshaw. On tour this summer backed by Los Straitjackets. The social event of the season.

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Up here in Connecticut (the obnoxious little space between New York and New England), we have a funny way with words. Like “grinder.” The rest of the world thinks it’s either something on which you sharpen your tools, a hard-nosed hockey player working the corner or a gay personals site. Here, it’s what the rest of

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I can hear Dick Butkus now: “Y’know, I never liked punk rock, but I do love those cute little shorts!”

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Because I walked in the door from work the other night, glanced at the TV and - Wait! What the hell’s Puddles doing on America’s Got Talent? And because sang Sia and, like everything else he’s touched, he nailed it. The audience went wild and the panel’s moths were agape (though I have no idea how at least Simon

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Because the lead singer, Derv Gordon, is on his first American tour (at 68), is in Brooklyn tonight, and damn it all, I can’t be there. The original version of the song; Eddy Grant on lead guitar:

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Because I got to see them play this front-to-back last night (Ridgefield Playhouse, CT, thanks to an early birthday gift from a dear friend). One of the best shows I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen plenty:

You’re assuming Rolling Stone is an actual music magazine.

My favorite Allmans song, originally on my favorite Allmans album (“Idlewid South”).

Forest Gump looks purty darn good after that cross-country run. Lost a little wweight, too!

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Since all the protest music seems to be stuck in the Reagan era, this. (Also because The Hard Times just did a great “news” story about Biafra. Also because it’s Friday, and it’s time the investigators did a “Let’s mooooove it out!” to the whole fucking administration ...)

The thing is, Geno has been saying this all season long. He was saying since before the season started and well into midseason that he didn’t know what type of team he had, and he seemed as surprised as anyone. He’s also been saying all along that he expected them to lose —maybe not in the Final Four, but he expected

Weird synchronicity ... Aaron Judge went to Fresno State; Richard Keil lived a few miles away, in the neighboring city of Clovis. Apropos of nothing else, really, except they were both big guys ...

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Because I saw Los Lobos Wednesday night (Ridgefield Playhouse, CT). A nice little audible. Someone in the audience called out a request for “La Pistola,” but as David explained, they didn’t have the right instruments, as they were geared to an electric show. Someone involved with the show (Stagehand? Road manager?)

Three things that immediately pop into mind when I think of Smokey:

Speaking of animals, what’s the spread on the Puppy Bowl and what’s the over-under?