There is no bigger compliment to a singer than someone saying, “Good song . . . I’m stealing it.” Here at Balcony Radio, we don’t have a problem with musical larceny. We actually celebrate it in a little programme we call Gimme Back My Song that highlights the best cover versions of tunes we could find. Does that mean we play Bette Midler singing the Rolling Stones? Yes, it means we play Bette Midler singing the Rolling Stones. You’re welcome.
Year Two of quarantine and the main thing we really really miss about the olden times is live music . . . Join your socially distant pals at BalconyRadio in mourning the days of sneaking beers (and other things) into the show and heading to the bathroom during songs from the new album. In this installment of From the Board, we’re not messing around — we’ve got a couple dozen of the biggest stars in rock leaving it all on the stage. Save the cost of parking and crank it up loud.
From the swampy mucks of Northern California’s East Bay is a little band everyone in the world likes: Creedence Clearwater Revival. In Lesson 152 of the 101 Series, we run through the jungle with 2 dozen of the best tracks that ever graced radio airwaves. Button up your flannel and lace up your work boots, sweet hitch-hiker, time for some real American music.
Freeform radio: (noun) radio station programming format in which the disc jockey is given total control over what music to play, regardless of music genre or commercial interests. Sounds like music to the ears at Balcony Radio. Here’s our testament to playing whatever we want when we want: The FreeSpace episode 17. Your hosts each provide 50% of the show. You’ve been warned.
Look up the stats: Babe Ruth didn’t hit a home run every time he went to bat. The Bambino hit singles and doubles, too, you know. He struck out 1,300 times. So, you know, your favorite singers and bands don’t write hit singles all day. They write tracks that only your friends at Balcony Radio remember. So, we took all the non-hits and put ’em in a show called Found Gems. For episode 17 we bounce around some classic albums, find some seriously deep tracks, and get warm like fine vinyl. Dig it. You’d be cooler if you did.
The staff at Balcony Radio are some brave souls . . . they dug through the detritus of the last 12 months of recorded music to find some actual good tunes. Putting together the Best of 2021 is a tough job — but, dammit, someone had to do it. So, let’s say hello to 2022 by hitting play and checking out a couple dozen socially-distant gems released during the 365 day drag called 2021.
Gather ’round, it’s time to join your friends out on the Balcony for our 113th HOLIDAY MUSIC EXTRAVAGANZA!!! Come sit with us at the weird table and check out a couple dozen of the best holiday songs we could dig up amongst all this coal. It’s been a tough year, so let your buddies stuff your stockings with all the music you never knew you always needed. Music: the best gift ever. (The one thing you can’t return!) Goodbye and good riddance, 2021.
Ten score and some ago a little experiment called America was begun. We at Balcony Radio are doing our patriotic duty to celebrate the good and (mostly) bad of that long history. Here in Lesson 151 of the 101 Series, we spin songs all about the whos, whats, wheres, and whys of American history. This show will be your Civics final this semester. Take notes accordingly, you might actually learn something.
Little do you know the amount of work that goes into the average four minute pop song. So, your friends at Balcony Radio decided to do something about that. We call it Embryonic, a music programme dedicated to highlighting the songs in their most basic form: the demo. In episode 17, we listen in as your favorites in rock, soul, country and places in between put pad to paper. Keep it down. Genius is at work.
Save that term paper about Zora Neale Hurston and strap on your Docs, it’s time for Balcony Radio to load up the Volvo and take us to just past the Lilith Fair to the other stage. In episode 17 of Dusty Gems, our tribute to forgotten singer-songwriters of yesteryear, we go one step beyond the Lilith Fair and rock asses very hard as we stick it to the man with the best lady-centric tunes of the 90s. Cut your bangs and turn it up.