Moby’s Trip is a show chock full of buttery psychedelic music goodness with existential sprinkles. Its a rock-n-roll show and a breath mint recommended by four out of five doctors. Anything could turn up here. There’s a little saying we have ’round here, “Radio…it’s just not your audio wallpaper anymore.” C’mon on by for a listen. It only bites if you let it. And you’ll want to let it. I promise.
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[Say unto the parched-ear listening community, Lonesome Cowboy Bill, how this Moby’s Trip came to be.] On a dark, stormy night in the autumn of 1989, Dr. Hunter S. Thompson knocked on my door and he stood there and said, “Philip K. Dick says, ‘you must ambush tender minds on the radio with music!'” sez, “It will produce the pink light of satori and strike them through the 3rd eye.” “Can you do that, man? Think fast, or Kansas City media gets eaten by wild pigs!” warned Thompson, wild-eyed like a burning pharmacy. sez I:”I’ll do it with a mish-mash of mind-warping rock and roll–stuff you may have heard before, but in a head-kicker context.” “Exactly!” shouted Thompson. “It should be a great white whale of a show.” “Ah! Depth AND Teeth! It should be a Moby’s Trip. For, “anything could happen” is expected.”
The Last 1 November 29, 2015 |
Okay kiddies-This is it. I am wrung out and done with the radio thing until I am at the least fixed up and have some dead guy's organ in me. So as far as I know this is the last ride. I hope you enjoyed this program. I always wanted to do radio like this before I even knew there was radio like this and there were times I got real close to the summit I set for myself. So long and thanks for all the fish! With guests and an Oh-Riginal song by the stellar Amanda Fish!
The Mind’s Sigh (Part the 2nd) July 19, 2015 |
We enjoyed the weird dreamscape so much even with the door of perception left wide open we chose not to escape. Come on and feel the warp drive of expanding head bands Tonto and Tontettes. Some okd tunes and sum new toonz and a few Gong bangings and azs always we will get you there or your monkey back. (the 100th one is the best part of The Trip). This feast moves at 186,000 miles per second through space on a celestial body in movement in a star system that flows out....always out. So you might as will hear how that sounds over hear.- Trust LCB and Nik Neuron to take your golden ticket and conduct you hust right
Summery Execution III August 31, 2014 |
And so we wrap up the last gasp of summer. Put away the sprinklers, kiddie pools and sip a mimosa of fondled farewell. Like a door gently closed on a wafting breeze blowing in from the garden, this is the sweetness of a fade out of the golden slumbers and toasted numbers .. Tonight we leave the land of Ahhhhs.
Spirit in the Dark February 16, 2014 |
Get out the Tanqueure. Granf Marinier amd Courvassier and prepare to get riske. This is the music that feels you up in the dark as you lay resplendent on a water bed that feeld like a warm friendly hand o' love from the space cap'n off the mothership. Silver lame jumpsuits are optional. If we smoke you then we got you with this one!
Lonesome Cowboy Bill was born on the floor of the KKFI music library in 1989 with a Velvet Underground album in one hand and a snake in the other chubby fist. Lonesome Cowboy Bill is the only cowboy song they ever wrote and it was perfect to have a children's show(Story Road) with a theme song written by a bunch of heroin addicts