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Here is the 564th episode of the long-running radio show/podcast, Dave’s Gone By, which aired on UNC Radio, July 2, 2016. Info: davesgoneby.com.
Host: Dave Lefkowitz
Guests: actor-playwright Phil Johnson(A Jewish Joke), Dave’s wife Joyce Featuring: Rabbi Sol Solomon chats with playwright and actor Phil Johnson. Plus: Inside Broadway, Saturday Segues (Red/White/Blue, New & Notable), Bob Dylan – Sooner & Later (turkey)
00:00:01 DAVE GOES IN w/ Joyce (new music, wiki, local crime, floof, totoro float) 00:38:00 GREELEY CRIMES & OLD TIMES 01:20:00 Sponsors 01:22:30 SATURDAY SEGUE – Red/White/Bue 01:43:00 Sponsors 01:46:30 INSIDE BROADWAY 02:03:30 GUEST: Rabbi Sol Solomon interviews Phil Johnson 02:43:30 BOB DYLAN – Sooner & Later (turkey) 03:02:00 Friends 03:10:00 SATURDAY SEGUE – New & Notable 03:40:00 DAVE GOES OUT
July 2, 2016 Playlist: “Swimming with Dolphins” (00:02:30), “Amazing Grace” (00:05:00) & “Iko Iko” (00:50:30; Tom Beaulieu). “This is Living” (00:20:30), “Propane Blues” (00:22:30), “Leave Me Be” (00:28:00; Floof and the Time Bandits). “Makin’ Sandwiches” (01:24:00; Redd Foxx). “Sister Do You Know My Name” (01:26:30; White Stripes). “Shadows” (01:29:30; Blue Man Group). “We’re an American Band” (01:32:00; Yo La Tengo). “I Love the Way” (02:00:30; Something Rotten 2015 Broadway cast w/ Kate Reinders & John Cariani). “Turkey Chase” (02:47:00), “Please Mrs. Henry” (02:50:30) & “Gotta Serve Somebody” (02:53:00; Bob Dylan). “Atomic Number” (03:13:00; case/lang/veirs). “Confession” (03:16:00; M. Ward). “Chinese Envoy” (03:23:00; John Cale). “The Werewolf” (03:26:30; Paul Simon). “Me & Magdalena” (03:30:00; The Monkees). “Independence Day” (03:46:30; Elliott Smith).
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Here is the 489th episode of the long-running radio show/podcast, Dave’s Gone By, which aired on UNC Radio, Dec. 20, 2014. Info: davesgoneby.com.
Featuring: Rabbi Sol Solomon chats with actor Eliezer Mayer (aka Elli the King of Broadway). Plus: Inside Broadway, Rabbi Sol Solomon’s Chanukah story (“Little Yomo and the Corned Beef Sandwich”), The Wretched Pun of Destiny (Tree Hall), Dylan – Sooner & Later (winterlude), Saturday Segues (Frank Zappa, John Fry) and the Greeley Crime Beat
Guests: actor Elli the King of Broadway and Dave’s wife, Joyce Weil
00:00:01 DAVE GOES IN w/ Joyce Weil (Jury Duty) 00:37:30 GREELEY CRIME BEAT 01:11:30 SATURDAY SEGUE – John Fry 01:37:30 Sponsors 01:42:30 INSIDE BROADWAY 02:04:00 GUEST: Rabbi Sol Solomon interviews Elli the King of Broadway 03:02:30 Friends 03:08:00 THE WRETCHED PUN OF DESTINY #17 – Tree Hall 03:12:30 BOB DYLAN – Sooner & Later (Winterlude) 03:30:00 Weather 03:33:00 SATURDAY SEGUE – Frank Zappa 03:58:00 RABBI SOL SOLOMON’S RABBINICAL REFLECTION #113 – Little Yomo and the Corned Beef Sandwich 04:20:00 DAVE GOES OUT
Dec. 20, 2014 Playlist: “The Ballad of El Goodo” (01:16:00) & “September Girls” (01:31:30; Big Star). “Get Up” (01:20:00; R.E.M.). “Little Ghost” (01:22:30; The White Stripes). “Call it a Day” (01:25:00; The Raconteurs). “Alex Chilton” (01:28:30; The Replacements). “Lament” (02:02:00; Into the Woods, 1987 Broadway cast w/ Bernadette Peters). “(I’m Spending) Hanukkah in Santa Monica” (02:58:30; Tom Lehrer). “Kingsport Town” (03:13:00), “Winter Wonderland” (03:16:30), “Nettie Moore” (03:18:30) & “Winterlude” (03:25:00; Bob Dylan). “For the Young Sophisticate” (03:37:30), “Lonesome Cowboy Burt” (03:41:00), “Pygmy Twilight” (03:44:30), “The Idiot Bastard Son” ({live} 03:47:30), “I’m Not Satisfied” (03:50:00; Frank Zappa). “Chanukah (Shake it Off)” (04:17:30; Six13). “Winter Song” (04:23:00; Harry Chapin).
RABBI SOL SOLOMON’S RABBINICAL REFLECTION #95 (3/9/2014): Upskirt
aired March 8, 2014 on Dave’s Gone By. Watch on youtube: http://youtu.be/YmZDoGW6M40
Shalom Dammit! This is Rabbi Sol Solomon with a Rabbinical Reflection for the week of March 9, 2014.
Say you’re sitting on a train, or, if you’re on my budget, a bus. You’re standing, holding onto a Pole – or an Armenian – and people are seated in front of you. Among them, a nubile young lady dressed in loose-fitting spring attire. I don’t care if you’re Charlie Sheen or Pope John XXIII, you’re gonna cast your eyes down that blouse in the hopes of seeing cleavage or boobage. If you’re a little pervier and you happen to be sitting in the row of seats parallel to the little chickie, you might even cast a glance when she crosses her legs, just to see if what she’s hiding down there is a peach or a porcupine. It’s sexist and disgusting, but it’s human nature. And human males being what they are, with technology being what it is, some guys get their jollies by surreptitiously whipping out a cell phone – thank God, that’s all they’re whipping out – and snapping photos of visible snappers.
Does this violate the privacy of women who are being unknowingly immortalized by T-Mobile? Of course, it does. And lawmakers in Massachusetts have put their feet down over what women can expect when they put their feet up. Any candid cameraman taking an upskirt or a down-blouse now faces two years in prison and a hefty fine – even heftier if the girl, God forbid, is underage. These rules were rushed into law following the state Supreme Court’s decision on a case that went the other way. A guy who was set up in a sting operation was caught taking snapshots – or snatchshots, but since this was in a public place, the Supreme Court couldn’t brand him as a Peeping Tom. He was more of a Clicking Harry or a Snapping Dick.
But now, with iPhones so prevalent and women wearing outfits that show enough to make men rise higher than a havdala candle, new rules are needed every day to secure privacy and safety for females. If that sounds a bissel nanny-state for conservatives, put the shoe on the other foot – or the panties on the other gonads, to be precise. Imagine you’re on the train in the summer, wearing shorts, and try as you might, your nutsack will just not stay in the crease. You push it in, it pops out; you cover it up, it slides over. Something about shorts in the summer; it turns your balls into a lava lamp. How would you like it if some creepy woman came up to you with her smartphone and went, “Say cheese!”? Horrible, even if, in summertime, you actually do smell like cheese down there.
These days, we all tolerate a certain level of big brothering to stop terrorism and help insurance companies figure out who caused the fender-bender. But we also should have a reasonable expectation that a public place won’t become a pubic Facebook. That someone won’t put our hooters on computers or turn our meats into tweets. I think Massachusetts lawmakers made the right decision, and when it comes to upskirt photography, we have to view the picture as a whole, and not beat around the bush.
This has been a Rabbinical Reflection from Rabbi Sol Solomon, Temple Sons of Bitches in Great Neck, New York.
Shalom Dammit! This is Rabbi Sol Solomon with a Rabbinical Reflection for the week of October 27th, 2013.
Remember New York in the 1970s? Graffiti everywhere, druggies in the alleys, hookers on the corner, people getting shot, stabbed, punched – or worse: forced to hear disco music. Since those days, Rudolph Giuliani and Michael Bloomberg have transformed the Wild West into the Mild East. Manhattan is a giant strip mall of Disney stores, Starbucks, Chili’s, $2500-a-month studio apartments and miles of lovely construction scaffolding. The closest we get to cowboys n’ Indians is the Naked Cowboy in Times Square, and even he wears tidy whities and a guitar over his pizzle.
But Manhattan got a taste of the old days last month when a gang of bikers terrorized a driver on the West Side Highway. You’ve all seen this story on viral video: the motorcyclists were in a group slowing down traffic. Alexian Lien was with his wife and two-year-old son in their van when he saw all these bikers around him, driving erratically and brake checking. A brake check is where you hit the brakes suddenly so anyone driving close to you has to slam their brakes if they don’t want to bump into your tuchas. Miley Cyrus was brake-checking Robin Thicke on the MTV awards; and let me tell you, she made me honk my horn.
But dancing on television and terrorizing on the highways are two different things. When Mr. Lien got brake checked, he didn’t stop fast enough and clipped one of the bikers. This made the other Hell’s Devils mad. They swarmed around the van in a menacing fashion.
Now the guy’s afraid for his life, so he floors it, trying to escape. In so doing, he runs over a couple of cyclists, paralyzing one for the rest of his life. Well, bikers are like bedbugs, if you only squash a couple, the others will come back in force. The other cyclists – now with legitimate reason to be pissed – go chasing after Lien’s van, get him down a side street and stop him. It’s like Orange County Choppers Meets Cujo.
That’s when a biker, a 37-year-old thug who goes by the name of Chance – this Chance character goes up to the SUV, takes his helmet and smashes in the driver-side window of the van. Someone else bashes in the back window, and they’re all trying to yank the door open and pull Alexian Lien out of the SUV. Which they do. And they beat the scheiss out of him. All you need is the Rolling Stones playing “Under My Thumb” in the background, and it’s the late 60s all over again. It’s Altamont with schvartzes.
Because there was such a melee, it took days for the police to wade through the evidence and start looking for people to arrest. When they did, they found that some of the bikers were undercover police. These cops couldn’t step out of character and help for fear of blowing their cover. God forbid they should try and save someone’s life; it’s more important they gather evidence for a drug bust. It’s comforting to know that if I have a gang of thugs punching and kicking me while my wife and toddler are watching, at least, 30 pounds of hemp won’t get into the wrong hands.
As of this writing, everything is in the hands of the grand jury, with four of the bikers racking up serious charges of gang assault, rioting and criminal mischief. Good. Although I’m a little thrown by that word: mischief. It’s too cute. “Ooh, the criminal’s making mischief – he put silly string all over that yield sign, how mischievous.” It makes them sounds like scamps. “Ooh, Allen Edwards is pulling a little Asian guy out of his car and punching him. How impish!”
Seriously, this kind of hooliganism cannot be tolerated, and I hope all the bikers are punished for turning a highway into their own personal skee-ball alley. What’s funny is to read people’s online comments to stories about the incident, most of them against the bikers – good; however most of them by right-wing libertarian types using the incident as a reason to defeat gun control. They’re all arnchair cowboys, going, “Well, if it were me in that van with my wife and brat, I’d pull my .38 out of my holster and start wasting these vermin one by one. They’d all die slowly, gasping “I’m sorry!” with their last breaths.
Yeah. Let’s examine the flaws of that non-Talmudic logic, shall we? First of all, guns are legal; Mr. Lien just didn’t have one. But let’s say he did. So he opens fire on 30 bicyclists who may be armed themselves. Now you’ve got a shootout instead of a beatdown. Do you think Mr. Lien’s wife and brat, not to mention nearby drivers and pedestrians, would have fared better with bullets flying everywhere?
This Harley Hellride is a terrible story, but to use it as some kind of object lesson in gun ownership is like saying if John F. Kennedy were packing heat, he could have taken down Oswald and all his CIA helpers. It’s fun to fantasize about empowerment; we all want to be Clint Eastwood riding through Lahood or the Israeli Defense Force raiding Entebbe. But the truth is it’s usually better to stay quiet, mind your business, and hope that the asshole on the moped flipping you the finger (because you didn’t see him in your blind spot) isn’t a cop on his day off looking to take out his homicidal frustrations on your kidneys. Even John Wayne would pish himself when faced with that.
This has been a Rabbinical Reflection from Rabbi Sol Solomon, Temple Sons of Bitches in Great Neck, New York.
Dave Lefkowitz interviews radio host and former NYC police detective Lou Telano
Topics include: Starsky & Hutch, policework.
This segment originally aired March 11, 2007 as part of the “Dave’s Gone By” radio program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz.
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Here is the 106th episode of the long-running radio show/podcast, Dave’s Gone By, which aired on NY’s WGBB-AM radio, Dec. 16, 2004.
host: Dave Lefkowitz
Featuring: Dave Goes Off on Donuts, Donald Rumsfeld and Scott Peterson. Plus: Inside Broadway (The Rivals) and the satirical News Gone By.
00:00:01 DAVE GOES IN 00:14:00 INSIDE BROADWAY – The Rivals 00:21:00 NEWS GONE BY 00:31:00 DAVE GOES OFF – Donuts, Donald & Death 00:52:00 DAVE GOES OUT
Dec. 16, 2004 Playlist: “Waist Deep in the Big Muddy” (Pete Seeger).
donutScott PetersonDana Ivey & Brian Murray in The Rivalsyour host
Dave Lefkowitz interviews angry LIPA guy, Kip Kohn
Topics include: Kohn was arrested for sending supposedly threatening checks to the Long Island Power Authority.
Segment aired Oct. 20, 2002, as part of the “Dave’s Gone By” radio program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz.
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