Dig Deep: Warning – S/T – Vertigo (1982)

Warning – Message
Warning – Magic Castle
Warning – Why Can The Bodies Fly

As I finally shake off the rust and begin to more frequently (at least I hope!) share music I’ve only been listening to at home, or occasionally at friend’s houses or the very rare times where I’ve spun out, there are very few records in the past couple of years I’ve wanted to share than this weird, dark & almost diabolical bit of German Synth Rock from Germany circa 1982. 

This came up on my radar as I was searching online for some other weird German music (if you haven’t already noticed, I spend a great deal of time going down weird music rabbit holes).  The cover of the album was the first thing that hooked me, with the dark figures, slightly reminiscent of Darth Vader, but more like some European knock off version of Darth Vader. But when I looked online to see what this music could sound like, I was not surprised at all at what they did sound like (I mean, that cover looks exactly like a band who would have a song called “Why Can The Bodies Fly,” which sounds less like an actual question and more like something some Horror monster/villain would say after doing something nasty to someone else).  However, when I heard “Message,” I knew I had to have this record in my collection.

“Message” is one of those songs that just sounds like it was made for Hip-Hop producers to sample.  By 1982, Rap music was very much a thing, but the kind of deeper sampling that happened in the Golden Era was yet to be born.  And yet, those drums, and even the guitars, just seem tailor made for some of the more left of center weirdo artists of that time (I’m thinking like Co-Flow era El-P, MF Doom, that kind of vibe) to cut up into at least an interlude.

About a week later a copy arrived, and the song sounded even better on a proper non digital sound system (and even better better when I played it last October at the now dearly departed Melody Wine Bar).  But while “Message” is dark, the other tracks are a whole ‘nuther level of darkness.  “Magic Castle” sounds like the kind of thing that plays in the waiting room for appointments to see some chief Demon or Devil in hell.  And the aforementioned “Why Can The Bodies Fly,” is just as diabolical.  The music is sometimes also unintentionally hilarious, especially the little “dig it,” or whatever the woman is saying (I think it’s a woman, maybe it’s a goblin, I have no idea) on “Why Can The Bodies Fly.” Every time I hear it it makes me want to break out into quick versions of the zombie dance in the Thriller video.

As I was (finally) getting this post together today, I also discovered that there was a video created, in 1982, for “Why Can The Bodies Fly,” and again, it is almost exactly what you’d think a video from a band that looks and sounds like this would be like…Just glorious, so very 1980s and especially so Germany in the 1980s.  Now that I’m 50, I’m at an age where I can wax poetic about how “they don’t make them like they used to back in the day,” which I generally have found to be thoroughly annoying, but in this case? Warning definitely fits that sentiment.

Melting Pot Radio Hour – Top Digs Of 2025

Melting Pot Radio Hour #24: Top Digs Of 2025

Perhaps because of the moment when I’m finally posting this, far away from the traditional beginning of the year, maybe because I so desperately want to get caught up with delinquent posts and get back to sharing new old things here in this space, but I had zero desire to do a “regular” Melting Pot Radio Hour rundown of things that I picked up in 2025.  Might also have been because I sold way more records than I picked up, and actually had so few things that made it into my collection that it was a bit of a struggle to even bring three sets of seven songs together at all, this time around I just felt like doing a mix and only doing a mix, and so, here is that mix, a little over 80 minutes of music, minus my usual voice.  Perhaps it’s because 2025 turned out to be the first year in a very long time where I wasn’t connected to any radio station or doing any radio programs.  That chapter feels very much closed, but the desire to share music remains…And so with all of that, here are 21 of the best things I dug up, in the wild and digitally, in 2025.  Started with Warning and just went stream of consciousness with the rest of the set.  I’m not sure what possessed me towards the end of this set when it gets to Stars On The Lid, but shit gets a little weird…You have been forewarned.

Love, Oh Love…For A New Year & A New Start

Iron Knowledge – Oh Love

When I first had the thought to change things up a bit for 2026, when it was still a brand new year, I felt like the theme of love was an important one to focus on and highlight, and since this Iron Knowledge 45 had come into my collection in the past year, it felt like a good pick to ruminate on and also consider where I am with this blog and my own life.

A little bit before the end of the 2025, I was just having a good time, repeatedly dropping the needle on this tune, enhanced with the echo from my mixer, and even more enhanced by the weed I was smoking, and I was in such a pure state of bliss, that I felt inspired to try something different here on Melting Pot.  I don’t know if this will be a routine, or if it’s just connected to where I am in this particular moment, but it felt like a thing to do, and since my posts here have been so infrequent, I thought it was good to pay attention to that feeling.

There are some times where I’m listening to a record that’s new to my collection and immediately think about sharing it, but then the weight of all of these posts that I’m behind on keeps me from doing so.  But here in 2026, I’m trying my damndest to get back into a regular routine of posting, and this felt like it might be a way to move beyond the rigidity of tradition that has some times kept me from just posting whatever I want to post in the moment.  First posts for the new year were always for the “Best Of” rundowns, but this time around, I just felt like starting the year differently. 

But before I get too deep into my feels, let me talk about the music…This 45 is in my collection not for this song, but for the much more famous, much heavier track “Showstopper,” which might be one of my all-time favorite fuzzy & funky tunes I’ve ever heard. Apparently there are two versions of this 45, which was mentioned to me by the 1st dealer I tried to track this one down from, though I can’t find any info about the version that is different than mine.  So, it seems it’s possible that “Oh Love” might not always be the flip side, but I’m thankful that it was on this one.

With how hard “Show Stopper” is, “Oh Love” is almost 180 degrees different.  While it has some rock & psychedelic elements, it’s really a pure sweet soul song, not quite a soul boulder like Matthew Africa used to be fond of playing, but definitely more soulful than I would have expected given the flip.  As much as I love “Showstopper,” it’s this song that I keep coming back to again and again.

When I think about why my posts have dwindled and dwindled over the years, the same conflicted nature of Love that comes through this song, both in terms of the sounds & the lyrical sentiment, is something that I keep coming back to.  There were times over the years where I wasn’t able to post here as much as I would have liked, but nothing like the last few years.  Perhaps the pandemic played some part in that too, but ultimately it feels like Love, or rather my search for Love has been the main culprit.  Of all the lyrics in this song, this verse is the one that really hits me like a ton of bricks when I think about my approaches to love in the past:

“Never rush into love unless you are sure,

That when things get bad you won’t have to head for the door,

To fall in love you must first understand,

What it really takes, what it really takes,

What it really takes to be a man…”

I’m right now at this moment, at a café, sitting next to (or across the way when I needed to charge my laptop) from a woman that I already know I love dearly, which has been a rare feeling post-divorce.  She’s an amazing poet & writer and she’s also at a stage where there’s more that she wants to write and we both feel like doing so together helps each of us get back into the swing/routine of writing.  Since this has got to be one of the longest posts I’ve written on here, perhaps it’s been a little too successful at the moment, but it’s been nice just to write and write and write and feel closer to getting back to more regularly sharing music which I do dearly love.  That’s my hope for 2026, and far beyond, or at least, as long as this blog is a part of the internets…If you’re still here with Melting Pot, thank you for sticking with me all these years & I promise there will be more music to be shared here in the months & years to come…All of it shared with Love.  Peace & Bright Moments

Dig Deep: Our Daughter’s Wedding – Digital Cowboy – EMI (1981)

Our Daughter’s Wedding – Red Alert
Our Daughter’s Wedding – Lawnchairs
Our Daughter’s Wedding – No One’s Watching

Now, I really do know what this looks like…Barely a proper post all year, essentially for two years straight.  Things haven’t been great, but they’ve also been amazing at times.  And 2026 is gonna be the year I get back to posting on the regular here.  I can feel it. But for now, here’s just a few words about the last record I bought in 2025, a lovely bit of Synth pop from the UK group Our Daughter’s Wedding.

For now, that’s all folks…Tomorrow, I’ll tell you all about how much I love the drums on “Red Alert” and how slowing down “No One’s Watching” really hits the spot…More soon to come, Happy New Year!

Dig Deep…For Matthew Africa: Gal Costa – Fa-Tal A Todo Vapor – Philips (1971)

Gal Costa – De Um Role
Gal Costa – Hotel Das Estrelas
Gal Costa – Vapor Barato

Today would have been Matthew Africa’s 54th Birthday and every year around this time, here on Melting Pot, we pay tribute to Matthew, who was a singular influence on my musical sensibilities…As I’ve shared here elsewhere (I believe when I wrote about US 69, a band I heard first from Matthew Africa, and even under similar circumstances), for a far too brief period of time at KALX, Matthew’s radio show would start right after mine, and more than a few times, probably by design, the first thing Matthew would play would cause me to make a beeline from the library as I was refiling records from my show, back to the control room to find out what it was he was playing.  I can vividly remember that being the case with this album from Gal Costa, recorded live at a concert she gave in London.

I’d long been a fan of this period of Brazilian music, and especially Gal well before I ever met Matthew at KALX. Aside from the magnificence that was her voice, the sounds from the bands she put together in that late 1960s/early 1970s period recorded some of my favorite psychedelic music.  I thought I knew all the records she recorded from that period of time, but I was wrong. 

This album, released as a double-LP, is sandwiched between her albums LeGal and India, and features several songs that were never recorded in the studio.  That’s not much of a problem, because the sound of the album is vibrant and very much live, but the brilliance is marred by some of the absolute worst crowd noise, which some times sounds like it’s being mixed into and out of itself, especially when you listen in headphones.  I’ve long hoped that some reissue of this album would get the crowd noise “right” or at least remaster the music and leave the crowd noise out of the mix, but alas, this is the best we’ve ever gotten.  I’ve seen some versions that have the largely acoustic sides with just Gal and her guitar listed as the first album, but I think the version I have, with the first LP being with the full band, and the whole album then ending with the epic “Vapor Barato,” makes much more sense.  That song isn’t meant to just close a side, but to close a whole experience. Having never seen Gal Costa live, given how deep my love is for her music, this album is truly treasured and I might have never heard it if I had stepped out to go to the bathroom right after my show, gone to get some food, or if I had left my shift early.  But thankfully, I was there in the library that particular day when Matthew began his show with this album.

I didn’t actually react immediately when Matthew played Gal’s version of the Novos Baianos song “De Um Role,” despite those lovely guitar lines from Lanny Gordin…but once it got to Gal singing the first verse, along with that murderous rhythm beneath her, I literally stood up at attention, and then beelined my way to the studio to find out what record it was.  Turned out to be this album, though that particular day it was a CD, plucked from the KALX library. I remember Matthew saying something very casual like, “yeah, it’s one of Kitty’s favorites,” referring to our friend Kitty English, who did Soulvation soul nights at the Ruby Room, where I was lucky enough to be one of the DJs for Matthew’s 30th bday.  In those days on KALX, where the schedule would get revised every semester or so, Kitty, Matthew & I often had our shifts around each others.  Sometimes, like around when I heard this Gal for the first time, Kitty would start the block, I’d be in the middle and Matthew would close, but no matter the order, it was a fine fine time. And, while I’ve enjoyed every place I’ve been at during my radio career, I’m not sure if there were ever better moments of musical discovery, sharing & debating, than that specific time of my life at KALX, and so much of that feeling was thanks to Matthew Africa…never be another, he was my brother.

Rahsaan Roland Kirk – Volunteered Slavery – Atlantic (1969)

Rahsaan Roland Kirk – Volunteered Slavery
Rahsaan Roland Kirk – Spirits Up Above
Rahsaan Roland Kirk – Say A Little Prayer
Rahsaan Roland Kirk – Live At 1968 Newport Jazz Festival

I know this may seem like more of the same, but I will 100% be saying all the words about this album, one of my all-time favorites by Rahsaan, shared here on his birthday, a sacred day for Melting Pot as he is our patron saint, in due time…Bright Moments

Melting Pot At 16…Movin’ On Up To Year 17

Foto © ShutterStock Images

Barely a peep from me here in 2025 tells you all you need to know about year 16 of Melting Pot…It definitely was not a sweet one, but we’re still here. When I noticed that our hosting costs had inexplicably gone up 7 times (and somehow with less memory available…21st century enshittification knows no bounds) I considered for an uncomfortably long time whether it was time to just let go, and let this blog disappear into the ether. But, we’re still here. And even though this year was the first since 2004 where I sold more records than I bought, there still feels like there is more music to share. No promises on how it will go this Summer (though what I expected to be a busy summer working on several projects, now seems to just be a chill Summer), I have a LOT of posts to update from the past, but, as ever, I’m hopeful that there will be more posts and more music and maybe even a mix or two. We shall see. Onwards & Upwards my people…Peace & Bright Moments to you all

2025, You Can’t Strain My Brain…Thanks To Sly Stone AKA America, Get Your Shit Together!

Sly And The Family Stone – Can’t Strain My Brain

Given that I haven’t posted anything at all here in 2025 until now, it’s safe to say that this year has been tough, in expected and unexpected ways.  As a student of history, nothing about what’s happened thus far, and is likely to happen, out of Washington has surprised me.  But…it’s still a lot to deal with.  Add that to the unexpected death of one my mentors, Michael Burawoy, and 2025 felt like a deep deep hole that there was no way out of.  But I also know, in those times where things are toughest, it only makes it more important to hold on to those things that give you joy and sustain you.  At times that’s been teaching, at other’s it’s been quality time spent with people I love, and at other times it’s been listening to records. 

As I’ve mentioned on this site before, Sly Stone is not only one of my favorite artists, but his music is something that’s shaped my principles, how I view the world and how I move in the world.  In songs like “Stand,” “Remember Who You Are,” “Time For Livin’,” “Everyday People,” “Underdog,” “Are You Ready,” “You Can Make It If You Try” and others, Sly & the Family Stone’s music kept me focused on staying on the right path, and gave me what I needed to keep pushing forward.

Sly Stone passed on June 9th, 2025.  I hope he was able to see the brilliant documentary that Questlove created, Sly Lives! AKA The Burden Of Black Genius, but he didn’t get to see the protests for No Kings on June 14th and again today July 4th.  But so much of Sly’s spirit remains and continues to inspire.  When I thought of how I’d pay tribute to Sly, with everything going on, it just made sense to focus on one of his songs that fits this current moment.  “Stand!” initially came to mind, and its message is one that far too many have lost in this current moment.  For whatever reason “Can’t Strain My Brain,” kept coming into my mind, and insistently made a case to be the song to focus on here.  Especially one of the later lines, “can’t trust the land, that tries to take the loving out of me…”

“Can’t Strain My Brain” isn’t a song of apathy, where someone is retreating away from life because of how it makes him feel.  Instead, it’s a rejection of a way of life that isn’t loving or fulfilling, or frankly, Human.  The love we have for other, the freedom we find with those who love us and allow us to truly be free, that solidarity, that compassion, that empathy, all of those things that so many in this moment are trying to get us to ignore, is what will turn the tides and make life better for everyone.  It can be hard not to give into the temptation this society propagates that you should only care about yourself and that everyone else is out to get you.  But what my experiences have shown me is the exact opposite, that my life is only possible because of the connections to others, and it’s been in those moments where I was isolated that I was at my lowest.  By living our best individual lives we find ways to help others find their way as well.  So often this moment of modernity and this country America tries to take the loving out of us, but we have to resist that.  This is definitely a moment for America to take a note from Sly’s cheeky shirt in the picture above, and get it’s collective shit together!

As it does, there are likely some dark days ahead, and it can be hard to see the light in times of darkness.  I’m thankful that artists like Sly Stone created music that shined so very bright, and no matter how lost we seem, the music will always guide us home.  Take care of yourselves and those you love…Peace & Bright Moments

Melting Pot Radio Hour – Top Digs Of 2024

{Update 7-4-25} 2025 has been a fucker from the start, as evidenced by my complete and total lack of posts this year up to this point…But my mentals have finally adjusted, so perhaps I’ll be updating these ahead of our anniversary on 7/7, maybe after.  But this (and all the other delinquents on this site) will be updated soon and I’ll be back to sharing more from the platters that matter…Peace & Bright Moments

Best Of 2024: Top 3 45s

{Update 7-4-25} 2025 has been a fucker from the start, as evidenced by my complete and total lack of posts this year up to this point…But my mentals have finally adjusted, so perhaps I’ll be updating these ahead of our anniversary on 7/7, maybe after.  But this (and all the other delinquents on this site) will be updated soon and I’ll be back to sharing more from the platters that matter…Peace & Bright Moments

Best of 2024: Top 3 LPs

{Update 7-4-25} 2025 has been a fucker from the start, as evidenced by my complete and total lack of posts this year up to this point…But my mentals have finally adjusted, so perhaps I’ll be updating these ahead of our anniversary on 7/7, maybe after.  But this (and all the other delinquents on this site) will be updated soon and I’ll be back to sharing more from the platters that matter…Peace & Bright Moments