Dave’s Gone By Song (8/24/2013): UNDIES

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At last, Joey Eugene Gallegos, the Greeley Underwear Bandit, has been apprehended, and here is his song.

For the backstory on this song:  http://www.denverpost.com/2013/08/21/greeley-police-arrest-suspected-underwear-thief/

Song aired Aug. 24, 2013, as part of the “Dave’s Gone By” radio program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz.

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All content (c)2013 TotalTheater Productions. (Music: “Dandy,” by Ray Davies)

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UNDIES

by David Lefkowitz

(sung to the music of “Dandy” by The Kinks)

Undies Undies
Sittin’ in the laundry
Puts me in a quand’ry

The women in this town
Will bring their laundry down
They’ll leave their clothes on spin
Then I’ll sneak in for

Undies Undies
Beautiful selection
Just for my collection

It’s wrong to be a thief
But I need some relief
I know I’m breaking laws
To steal the bras and

Panties Panties
When nobody watches
I sniff the crotches

I’ve got 300 pair
Of ladies’ underwear
It’s wrong, but I don’t care
Because I long for

Undies Undies Undies.

Panties
It’s just a bit of naughty fun
Panties
And now they keep me on the run
Panties
Well, I’m not hurting anyone

`Cause when I get them home I take them from my gunny sack
And once I’ve shot my load in `em, they’re welcome to them back

Oh, Undies Undies
Beautiful selection
Gives me an erection

And when I’m put away
No longer will I play
I’ll sit and dream all day
Of undies all my life
All my life
All my life
All my life . . .

(c)2013 David Lefkowitz

Dave’s Gone By Song (11/24/2012): SANTA QUITS

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Dave’s Gone By Song (11/24/2012): SANTA QUITS

An interview with a fed-up Santa Claus, Buchanan & Goodman style. 

This song first aired Nov. 24, 2012 on the “Dave’s Gone By” program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes also available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), Spotify, and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

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SANTA QUITS

(Lyrics: David Lefkowitz. Note: A mashup piece, in Buchanan & Goodman style, using short musical samples from other artists. Song titles are in parentheses with sampled quotes following.)

Y BHEKHIRST (Everytime I): Every time I think of you, la la la la la la la. . . 

ANNOUNCER: We interrupt this record to bring you a special bulletin.  Santa Claus is about to announce his retirement.  I repeat Santa Claus is giving up the giving of gifts.

WILD MAN FISCHER (I’m a Christmas Tree): Oh, Santa Claus!  Oh, Santa Claus!

ANNOUNCER: We switch you now to our on-the-spot reporter on the scene at the North Pole.  

LOU REED (Caroline Says II): It’s so cold…

ANNOUNCER: Take it away John Cameron Sleazy.

JOHN CAMERON SLEAZY: This is John Cameron Sleazy at the North Pole.  I’m talking to an elf.

RANDY NEWMAN (Short People): Short People…

JCS: Herman the Elf. How long have you worked in Santa’s Toyshop? 

ROBYN HITCHCOCK (Sixteen Years): Sixteen years, and all I got was high.

JCS: My goodness. That’s quite a long time.

RUFUS WAINWRIGHT (Poses): No kidding.

JCS: And when did you first hear the news that Santa Claus was hanging up his stocking?

WILD MAN FISCHER (Yesterday): Yesterday.

ANNOUNCER: It must have been a shock. How did you react?

SHERRY VINE (Shit My Pants): Girl, I just shit my pants.

JCS: Well, that’s understandable. Disgusting but understandable  What will you do now?

THE PRODUCERS (movie excerpt): Gonna crush Poland, then I’m gonna take over France.

JCS: Well, I certainly wish you luck with that. But we have to go over to Mrs. Claus. Santa’s wife has just emerged from a side entrance. Let’s try to catch her.

THE BEATLES (Kansas City/Hey Hey Hey Hey): Hey hey hey hey

JCS: Mrs. Claus! May we have a word?

THE WHO (Who are You): Who are you?

JCS: I’m John Cameron Sleazy from Eyewitless News. May we talk to you?

ROBERT KLEIN (Starting Your Car): Leave me alone!

JCS: We just wanna ask why your husband is quitting his job.

HANK WILLIAMS (Mind Your Own Business): Mind your own business.

JCS: But Madame, it’s the world’s business. If Santa leaves, what will the children get on Christmas?

LEON REDBONE (Ain’t Misbehavin’): What do I care?

JCS: Are you angry with your husband?

CARNIVAL (1961 Broadway cast): I hate him!

JCS: Very sad news here from the North Pole.

FRANK ZAPPA (Sharleena): I’m crying.

DEEJAY: That was the Heinous Anuses: “Crying!”

JCS: This is John Cameron Sleazy watching crowds gather outside Santa’s factory. Oh my goodness, two unemployed elves have broken into the workshop with hunting knives. 

ARLO GUTHRIE (Alice’s Restaurant Massacre): Kill kill kill!

JCS: Santa fends them off with a machete!

2LIVECREW (Get the Fuck Out of My House): Get the fuck out my house!

JCS: Santa Claus is climbing up the chimney trying to escape.

ICE CUBE (When Will They Shoot?): They’ll never get me, they’ll never hit me.

JCS: The disturbed elf is giving chase.

ARLO GUTHRIE (Alice’s Restaurant Massacree): Kill kill kill!

JCS: Santa Claus has made it safely up the chimney and is surveying the crowd.

THE DRIFTERS (Up on the Roof): Up on the roof.

JCS: Santa Claus! Why have you resigned?

VAN MORRISON (So Complicated): So complicated, just want to blow my horn.

JCS: Your horn? Aren’t you Santa?

SHOOBY TAYLOR (Shooby Records): I’m Shooby Taylor, the human horn. When the fuck you gonna realize that?

JCS: No you are not, sir. And rumor has it that you have been forced to quit because of charges brought against you.

THE MAGNETIC FIELDS (I Don’t Believe You): I don’t believe you.

JCS: Children as young as five have accused you of sexual assault.

MATTHEW SWEET (What Do You Know): What do you know?

JCS: I have a child right here who says you molested him.  Isn’t that right, Sonny?

AFROMAN (Colt 45): We fucked on the bed, fucked on the floor.

JCS: Santa, isn’t it true you made this boy push a lump of coal into your ass?

THE DOORS (The End): Son, I want to kill you.

DYLAN (1966 live, Like a Rolling Stone): You’re a liar!

JCS: Little boy, why did Santa make you do this?

LIZ PHAIR (Chopsticks): That way we can fuck and watch TV.

JCS: Santa, explain your behavior to this poor boy!

NEIL YOUNG (Hawks & Doves): Just don’t got nothing to say.

JCS: Why the coal, Santa? Was it to teach him something?

REDD FOXX (Wash Your Ass): You got to wash yo’ ass.

JCS: Oh Santa, is that why Mrs. Claus is abandoning you?

CEE-LO GREEN (Fuck You): Fuck you and fuck her, too.

JCS: Little boy, do you have any advice for other children in your situation?

ICE CUBE (Get Off My Dick and Tell Your Bitch to Come Here): Stay off his dick!

JCS: Santa Claus is climbing into his sleigh, and Rudolph does not look happy.

ELVIS COSTELLO (Oliver’s Army): And I would rather be anywhere else but here today.

JCS: Santa, before you go, do you have a message for the children of the world?

BOB DYLAN (Masters of War): And I hope that you die, and your death will come soon.

JCS: Santa that’s horrible. And where are you going exactly?

WING (Highway to Hell): I’m on the highway to hell. 

JCS: And there he goes, the last of Santa and his reindeer.

FAIRPORT CONVENTION (Farewell, Farewell): Farewell, farewell.

JCS: This is John Cameron Sleazy bringing you back to the studio. Bye bye Santa!

FRANK ZAPPA: Goodnight. Goodnight boys and girls.

BEATLES: (A Day in the Life) Final Chord.

©2012 David Lefkowitz

Dave’s Gone By Skit: RABBI SOL SOLOMON’S RABBINICAL REFLECTION #017 (6/12/2011): 2011 Tony Awards

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RABBI SOL SOLOMON’S RABBINICAL REFLECTION #17 (6/12/2011): 2011 Tony Awards

(aired June 11, 2011 on Dave’s Gone By. Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eo3k7A1FHCQ)

Shalom, Dammit! This is Rabbi Sol Solomon, with a Rabbinical Reflection for the week of June 12, 2011.

Despite my ceaseless grouchiness, there are some things in this world that I love. A good pastrami sandwich, for example. Watching reruns of Columbo. Getting a check in the mail from someplace I wasn’t expecting. Getting a check in the mail from someplace I was expecting. All these things give me joy. Well, unless the pastrami is too fatty. Or there’s too many commercials in the rerun. Or the check in the mail isn’t really a check, it just looks like a check but it’s actually a coupon where they fool you into thinking you’re getting money but actually, it’s just a fake discount where you’re giving them money – bastards!

But be that as it may, some things do make me happy. And I admit, I have a soft spot in my heart and in my brain for the theater. Plays, musicals, erotic circus performances – anything in which talented people are doing their best to entertain the rest of us.

I remember the first show I ever saw. It was Oh, Calcutta! I was 8 years old when I went in – and 27 when I came out. I recall being deeply moved by seeing a Death of a Salesman. Unfortunately, the salesman was my uncle Morty, and he died when he was hit by a bus on 23rd Street. And in 1975, my high school teacher asked if I wanted to see The Wiz. Then he took me to a urinal, and I don’t wanna talk about what happened next.

But still – the theater! Broadway! The Tony Awards, which are happening Sunday night, at New York’s Beacon Theater. Oh, I wish I were there! Look at the shows that are up for Tony Awards this year. For best play, there’s Jerusalem. It has nothing to do with Jews, or Israel, or, from what I’ve heard, anything relevant to anybody, but hey, the title!

Then there’s the revival of The Merchant of Venice, with Al Pacino playing Shylock the Jewish moneylender. This is a very difficult play to pull off, because it’s supposed to be a comedy. Meanwhile, the Jewish character, who just wants his money back, is mocked, humiliated, and forced to convert. Some hilarity. Too bad Shakespeare didn’t write Schindler’s List or we’d have had some real giggles. And really, Al Pacino as an observant Jew? They couldn’t get Steve Guttenberg? (sigh)

In the category of Best Actress in a Musical, we have Donna Murphy nominated for The People in the Picture. This is the story of the Yiddish theater in Poland, both before and during the Holocaust. I’ve heard Donna Murphy is wonderful, but really – “Murphy?” They couldn’t get a Yid for this part? A hundred zillion Jewish people on Broadway and they get someone who couldn’t tell corned beef and cabbage from kasha varnishkes and kneidlach?

And then there’s a play called “The Motherflinger with the Hat.” What kind of name is that for a play? Of course, I’m bowdlerizing it for radio, but who can put this on a poster? “The Motherflinger with the Hat.” They can’t even advertise it. People are saying, “The Mother with the Hat,” “The Mother F-er with the Hat,” “The Hat Play,” “A Buncha Schvartzes Sitting Around Talking.” What, they couldn’t name the play something you could put in a newspaper?

I don’t mind dirty stuff in the play. Half the shows out there, every other word is “f” this, and you’re full of “s,” and why don’t you “s” my “c” in the YMCA? One time I saw a censored version of American Buffalo. It was twelve minutes long! I’m not against foul language; I use it myself sometimes. Most of the time. Nearly all the time, but still, how do you put a play on tour that you can’t promote? They’d have to run a brown paper bag over the marquee.

What I do like about this year’s Tony nominations is their multi-faith nature. You got Shylock and the Holocaust and the AIDS play – The Normal Heart – lotta angry Jewish people. You got pissed-off Muslims in Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo. There’s goofy nuns in Sister Act and sad Baptists in The Scottsboro Boys. Someone tries to kill the Pope in The House of Blue Leaves, and of course, there’s The Book of Mormon, which has people shtupping frogs, raping babies, getting colonoscopies – my kind of show!

It is said that if you make fun of one culture, you’re a bigot, but if you poop on all of them, you’re an enlightened liberal. Hypocritical as that may sound, it works for me. And if we’re all going to the theater laughing at each other’s stupidity, crying for each other’s losses, and hurrying to be first in the bathroom at intermission – that is the true spirit of globalism, of empathy, and of sharing the human condition.

I offer my best wishes to all the Tony Award nominees – you are all winners, even the losers. Except Billy Crudup, because he was terrible, and Arcadia’s boring, but the rest of you: take a bow.

This has been a Rabbinical Reflection from Rabbi Sol Solomon, Temple Sons of Bitches. On with the show.

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Dave’s Gone By Skit: RABBI SOL SOLOMON’S RABBINICAL REFLECTION #009 (3/19/2011): Purim Jokes

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RABBI SOL SOLOMON’S RABBINICAL REFLECTION #9 (3/19/2011): Purim Jokes

aired March 19, 2011 on Dave’s Gone By. youtube: https://youtu.be/zt-rjdt7ANE

Shalom Dammit, this is Rabbi Sol Solomon with a Rabbinical Reflection for the week of March 20th, 2011.

(grogger noise) Happy Purim, everybody!  Arguably the most joyful day on the Jewish calendar because we were saved from the evil Haman by the clever Mordechai and the sexy Esther. In fact, we’re allowed to get so drunk, we can’t tell the difference between Haman and Mordechai. Or, if you’re Eddie Murphy, the difference between Mordechai and Esther.

So in honor of Purim, this Rabbinical Reflection is just for fun. I will begin with the story of an old man in Miami who calls his son in New York. He says, “Son, I hate to tell you, but your mother and I are divorcing. It’s been 45 years, and I can’t stand it anymore.  We’re separating next week.”

The son starts screaming and panicking, but the father says, “Look, go call your sister in Texas and tell her, because your mother’s crying, and I’m sick of talking about this.”

The old man hangs up. 

The son frantically calls his sister. Two minutes later, she’s calling the old man saying, “You can’t get divorced! This is horrible! Don’t do a thing until I call my brother back, because we are both flying down, and we will be there tomorrow night!”

She hangs up. The old man hangs up. Then he turns to his wife in the bed and says, “Okay. They’re coming for Passover, and they’re paying their own airfare.”

Now, what do we learn from this joke? Perhaps we learn that the end justifies the means. The parents lie to the children because they feel it is the only way the kids will visit them on the holidays. But is this justified?

You’re damn right it is!  Children are lazy, ungrateful little bastards who don’t deserve a tenth of what we give them.  Forget my birthday, will they? Ptooi!

But where was I?  Oh yes. A priest and a vicar were walking along, when the priest says, “You know, I’ve been told by several parishioners that I am the spitting image of Jesus Christ.”

The vicar is a little shocked and says, “Wait, I’ve got the beard, the hair. Everybody tells me I look like Jesus Christ.”

Soon, they’re arguing, and they almost come to blows when they see a Rabbi approaching.  “Rabbi,” they say. “Please help us.  Which of us is the image of Jesus Christ?”

The Rebbe starts laughing and says, “You?  You two?  Neither.  I’m the image of Jesus Christ – and I can prove it!  Follow me.”

So they walk with the Rabbi a mile or two, downtown, through side streets, through alleys, until they come to a dingy little building with a red curtain over the window.  They go three floors up some rickety stairs to a hallway with a red lightbulb hanging over one of the doors.

The Rabbi knocks, and after a moment, a frazzled buxom blonde in a negligee opens the door. She looks at the Rabbi and sighs, “Jesus Christ, you again??”

Now this joke turns the tables on us by setting up the idea of a Jew — a Rabbi yet, as a creature of sexual desires and habits. This is not behavior we expect, even though we all know Rabbis, unlike priests, can get married, have relationships, and get a little boom-chicka-boom-chick when our fringes get frisky. The fact that this particular Rabbi gets his hoopdi-doo from a whooer, only makes him more human, and sympathetic, and prone to perfectly normal urges. Or at least, that’s what I tell my wife.

Last joke. Irving takes his wife to a fancy French restaurant. The waiter comes over and says, “The specials tonight are beef Burgundy, moo-shoo chicken, shrimp-fried rice, happy-family vegetable, and spicy wonton.”

Irving looks at the waiter and says, “Hold on. I thought this was a French restaurant.”

The waiter says, “Yes, but it’s a Jewish neighborhood.”

Now I’ve discovered something very important from that joke:  I’m starving! Where the hell’s that menu?  A couple of hamentaschen only go so far.

Anyway, Purim sameach everybody! And many more.

This has been a Rabbinical Reflection from Rabbi Sol Solomon, Temple Sons of Bitches, in Great Neck, NY.

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Dave’s Gone By Song (12/28/2008): MY CHANUKAH WISH 

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A Jewish man prays for a present.

This segment aired Dec. 28, 2008 on the “Dave’s Gone By” video podcast program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes also available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

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MY CHANUKAH WISH

(music and lyrics by David Lefkowitz)

Everyone loves the holiday season

Each for his own particular reason

Some like the spirit, the warmth and the mood

Some like the rituals: football and food

Some crave the family, others the lights

Opening presents for eight days and nights

All of these blessings are nice to recall

But they’re not the one gift I want most of all…

Spending the holidays lonely and blue

No one to see, and not much to do

Ain’t got no girlfriend, ain’t got no misses

No one to hug me and thrill me with kisses

This time of year can be hard on your heart

I bury myself in my work and my art

But still I keep wishing the Lord hears my prayers

proving to me that he listens and cares

   So please God, I’ve been a good boy

   Won’tcha bring me some comfort and joy?

   Please God, my life is so blah

   I wanna get laid on Chanukah.    

I see all these couples go hand in hand

But I’m all alone and I don’t understand

I ain’t bad lookin’, and I treat people well

But women don’t buy what I tryin’ to sell

I go on Craigslist; I surf around J-Date

But no little Jewess will come be my playmate

It’s not like I’m looking for something long-term

I just need a vessel to unload my sperm.

   Hey God, this is my plea

   Won’tcha just do this thing for me?

   Please God, come to my aid

   I wanna get laid on Chanukah

Back in the days of Two Hundred BC

Judah and the family Maccabee

They rid the temple of every last Greek

One drop of oil for the whole friggin’ week

Those are the miracles God tends to do 

So why can’t he make one for this horny Jew?

I don’t have a temple, and I’m not in a war

I just wanna meet a Hebraic whore

Well, Hey, God, I don’t ask much

I just want a gal I can fondle and touch

Let me undo a lacy red bra

I wanna get laid on Chanukah!

Now, I admit, I ain’t the marrying kind

Commitment like that drives me out of my mind

But this time of year is it too much to hope

For a gal in a red suit to slide down my rope?

Hey, God, enough of your crap

Give me a gift I can bounce on my lap

Only one girl; don’t need a parade

I wanna get laid on Chanukah!

Maybe I’ll stop by the local saloon

Find some girl with whom I can commune 

Fill her head with what she wants to hear

And buy her beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer I would usher her out of the bar

And carry that sweet thing out to my car

Now maybe that makes me sound like a creep

But it’s not rape if she’s fast asleep

C’mon, please god, send me a slut

A frummy brunette to bust my nut

Please let me manage a ménage à trois

I wanna get laid on Chanukah

I’d gladly trade all my Chanukah gelt

For a shayna maidel who makes me melt

And if she’s tender and does deep throat

I’d call her again for Shavuoth

    Hey God,

    It isn’t a sin

    I just need girl to make my dreidel spin    

    I’ll pray to Jesus, Mohammed, and Jah

    If I could get laid on Chanukah

   Ma’oz tzur yeshua’ti

   I want a girl to go down on me

    Please God,

    You know what I need

    I’m tired of whackin’ to Donna Reed

    I’ll light the candles 

    On the menorah

    If I could get laid on Chanukah

    If I could get laid on Chanukah

    If I could get laid on Chanukahh-men.

©2008 David Lefkowitz

Chords: G, Am, C, D, A, 

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NOTES & BACKSTORY:

On my weekly radio program, Dave’s Gone By, I’ve often made an effort to anti-celebrate the Christmas season with songs, by me and others, that kick the air out of Santa’s tires and suck the last drop of oil out of the great temple’s Menorah. I bet if Adam Sandler had done this on SNL, he’d have had a minor hit to follow his you-know-what song. 

The tune debuted on my 300th episode, which aired Dec. 28, 2008, and I brought it back for my celebratory 600th episode in April 2017.

Dave’s Gone By Song (10/5/2008): CRAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN

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A song for the new Depression.

This segment first aired Oct. 5, 2008 on the “Dave’s Gone By” program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes also available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), Spotify, and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

The song was also played on the Nov. 2, 2008 episode of the Dr. Demento Show.

All content (c)2008 TotalTheater Productions.   

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CRAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN

(Lyrics: David Lefkowitz. Music: Milton Ager’s 1929 song, “Happy Days are Here Again”)

Banks are failing

Feds are bailing

Look at all the falling stock

War, inflation

Dying nation      

Smashing upon Plymouth Rock

Crappy days are here again

The world is filled with fear again

Our savings disappear again 

Crappy days are here again

Grab your money from the bank 

And hock your clothes to fill your tank

We have George Bush and greed to thank 

Crappy days are here again

My, how the deficit’s grown

And good luck getting a loan!

See the banks go up in smoke

And all the brokers going broke

Just like the New York Mets, they choke 

Crappy days are here again

Everybody’s lost and numb

And frightened of the days to come

But there are no towers to leap from

Crappy days are here again.

One thing we all know for certain

No one’s hurtin’… at Halliburton

Crappy days will hit us hard

Keep maxing out that credit card

While other countries we bombard

Crappy days are here again!

 (slowly) Everyone is sad and stressed

Depression leaves us all depressed

America’s been repossessed

Crappy days are here again.

© 2008 Dave Lefkowitz

Dave’s Gone By #262 (3/2/2008): SOMETHING ELSE

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Here is the 262nd episode of the long-running radio show/podcast, Dave’s Gone By, which aired on NY’s WGBB-AM radio, March 2, 2008. Info: davesgoneby.com.

Host: Dave Lefkowitz.
Guest co-hosts: Jeff Goodman & Joe Salzone
Guests: musicologist Paul Tracey, radio host Mark Torres, Dave’s dad, Philip Lefkowitz

Featuring: guest co-hosts Jeff Goodman and Joe Salzone and musicologist Paul Tracey, plus a chat with Dave’s dad, Philip Lefkowitz, radio host Mark Torres, and a gospel romp.

00:00:01 Pre-show excerpts w/ Joe Salzone, Jeff Goodman & Mark Torres: “Getting Sirius,” “More Siriusly,” “Pernickety” & “Mandy Patinkin is a Lunatic”
00:34:30 Caller Mark Torres
00:45:30 DAVE GOES IN
01:03:00 GUEST: Paul Tracey
01:33:00 INSIDE BROADWAY – News
01:50:00 Sponsors
01:41:00 LETTERS, WE GET LETTERS
01:58:30 GUEST: Dave’s Dad (Philip Lefkowitz) – “All About Dave,” “Failure,” “Funnin’:
02:20:00 GOSPEL TIME – “Drug Me,” “Have You Received the Hoy [sic] Ghost,” “Gotta Have Faith,” “Come.”
02:33:00 DAVE GOES OUT

March 2, 2008 Playlist: “Upside Down” (01:00:30), “The Brilliant Red Mustang” (01:15:00) & “Something’s Missing” (01:30:00; Paul Tracey). “Drug Me” (02:20:30; The Canton Spirituals), “Have You Received the Holy Ghost” (02:25:00) & “Gotta Have Faith” (02:28:00; Lillian Lilly), “Come” (02:33:00; Dr. Sheila L. Johnson).

Paul Tracey
Philip Lefkowitz
Star Jones
Joe Salzone
your host

Dave’s Gone By #261 (2/24/2008): FLYING LEAP

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Here is the 261st episode of the long-running radio show/podcast, Dave’s Gone By, which aired on NY’s WGBB-AM radio, Feb. 24, 2008. Info: davesgoneby.com.

Host: Dave Lefkowitz
Guest co-host: Jeff Goodman
Guest: Paul Rudnick of Grow-a-Frog

Featuring: Dave and guest co-host Jeff Goodman chat with Grow-a-Frog frog keeper Paul Rudnick. Plus: the satirical News Gone By.

00:00:01   Pre-show Excerpts: Not Gay and Oprah’s Big Give
00:07:00  DAVE GOES IN
00:16:00  GUEST: Grow-a-Frog’s Paul Rudnick
00:42:00  NEWS GONE BY – includes Mets Rant & Pig Farmers
01:10:00  DAVE GOES OUT

Feb. 24, 2008 Playlist: “Stand By Your Ham” (UK pig farmers), “Bein’ Green” (Van Morrison).

Paul Rudnick
Grow a Frog
Jeff Goodman
your host

Dave’s Gone By #260 (2/17/2008): MR. MUSHNICK

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Here is the 260th episode of the long-running radio show/podcast, Dave’s Gone By, which aired on NY’s WGBB-AM radio, Feb. 17, 2008. Info: davesgoneby.com.

Host: Dave Lefkowitz
Guest co-host:Jeff Goodman
Guest: New York Post sportswriter Phil Mushnick

Featuring: Dave chats with New York Post sports columnist Phil Mushnick; Inside Broadway.  

00:00:01 Pre-show excerpt: Presidents’ Day & The Delegate Thing
00:09:00  DAVE GOES IN
00:17:00  GUEST: Phil Mushnick
00:43:00  INSIDE BROADWAY – News, Runt & Deathbed
01:06:00  DAVE GOES OUT

Playlist: “Mushnick & Son” (Little Shop of Horrors).

Phil Mushnick
Dave `n Jeff Goodman

Dave’s Gone By #259 (2/10/2008): TWINKLE TWINKLE UNCLE FLOYD

click above for episode #259 (audio only)
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Here is the 259th episode of the long-running radio show/podcast, Dave’s Gone By, which aired on NY’s WGBB-AM radio, Feb. 10, 2008. Info: davesgoneby.com

Guest co-host: Jeff Goodman
Guest: TV legend Uncle Floyd (Vivino)

Featuring: Dave chats with TV host and musical entertainer Uncle Floyd (Vivino). Plus: Inside Broadway.

00:00:01  Pre- show excerpts – “Karl Ehrhardt” & “Google Race!”
00:07:00  DAVE GOES IN
00:16:00  GUEST: Uncle Floyd
00:56:00  INSIDE BROADWAY – News
01:03:00  DAVE GOES OUT

Feb. 10, 2008 Playlist: “It’s Not My Place” (Ramones), “Slip Away” (David Bowie).

(pictured: Channel 68, Uncle Floyd and crew)

Oogie & Uncle Floyd
Karl Ehrhardt
Jeff Goodman `n Dave