Monday, 31 October 2016

The KSHE Klassics Program, Oct. 30, 2016

Quotation du jour ~ William Butler Yeats: Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
A fair bit of music i'd never heard before, this week, and no Rory Gallagher, Dan Fogelberg or Mama's Pride -- although two numbers by the J Geils Band. Still and all, though, it was, as usual, a highlight of my week.

707 -- I Could Be Good For You
Bruce Springsteen -- Badlands
String Driven Thing -- Circus
Cheryl Dilcher -- Together
J Geils Band -- Whammer Jammer
Loverboy -- Lucky Ones
Charlie -- Killer Cut
Roger Daltrey -- One Man Band
Off Broadway -- Full Moon Turn My Head Around
The Babys -- California
Little River Band -- It's A Long Way There
Kenny Loggins -- Love Has Come Of Age
Slade -- Gudbuy T'Jane
Brownsville Station -- Lady (Put The Light On Me)
Badfinger -- No Matter What
Rod Stewart -- Blondes (Have More Fun)
Charlie Daniels -- The South's Gonna Do It Again
The Sutherland Brothers & Quiver -- Arms Of Mary
Jackson Browne -- Red Neck Friend
Shooting Star -- You Got What I Need
J. Geils Band -- Musta Got Lost
Automatic Man -- My Pearl
Gypsy -- Tomorrow Is The Last To Be Heard
Dixon House Band -- Sooner Or Later
John Kay -- Easy Evil
The Dwight Twilley Band -- Twilley Don't Mind
Hudson-Ford -- Take A Little Word
Chicago -- 25 Or 6 To 4 (live)
Ronnie Montrose -- Town Without Pity
Van Morrison -- Wild Night
Eric Clapton -- Let It Grow
Ian Hunter -- Cleveland Rocks
The Allman Brothers Band -- Jessica
April Wine -- All Over Town
Kansas -- It Takes A Woman's Love (To Make A Man)
Peter Frampton -- Baby (Somethin's Happening)
Chris De Burgh -- Don't Pay The Ferryman
Traffic -- Medicated Goo
Budgie -- Sky High Percentage
B.B. King -- The Thrill Is Gone
Santana -- All I Ever Wanted
Henry Gross -- One More Tomorrow

And my own personal playlist for the week:

Filarfolket -- Smuggel
Ashley Hutchings -- 5
Eliza Carthy -- Rough Music
Genesis -- Selling England By The Pound
Mark Knopfler -- Shangri-La
Van Morrison -- The Healing Game
Pete Townshend & Ronnie Lane -- Rough Mix
Neverending White Lights -- Act I: Goodbye Friends Of The Heavenly Bodies
Pink Floyd -- A Saucerful Of Secrets
Dan Fogelberg -- Nether Lands
Alan Stivell -- The Best Of Alan Stivell
Home -- Pause For A Hoarse Horse
Dan Fogelberg -- Phoenix
Black Country Communion -- Afterglow
Jethro Tull -- Crest Of A Knave
Rory Gallagher -- Tattoo
The Beatles -- Live At The Hollywood Bowl
Keane -- Perferct Symmetry
Fish -- Raingods With Zippos
Bruce Guthro -- Guthro
The Beatles -- Revolver
Dan Fogelberg -- High Country Snows
The Nice -- Ars Longa Vita Brevis

Tuesday, 25 October 2016

St Louis Adventure, Day The Last

St Louis => Chicago => London => Stratford

The end of a holiday, maybe -- but there had also been many new beginnings.

Not a lot to say about the city of St Louis on this day. My flight to Chicago was at around eleven o'clock. Chuck, as generous as ever with his time, drove me to Lambert Airport and we reached it at about 10 a.m. We hugged and he suggested that he might, just possibly, be able to put up with my antics again next year LOL. Anyway, i had ample time to search for a gloriously greasy breakfast, which i needed after all of the beer i'd consumed yesterday. Alas, the airport didn't seem to have one available. I had to settle for a croissant instead, and then it was time to board the plane.

The day before, there had been a terrorist bombing at the airport at Istanbul, so security was considerably tighter than it had been on my way down. I hadn't had to take my shoes off then; i did now. Glad my socks were clean. (They were, in fact, new -- i'd bought them at the Wal-Mart in Belleville a couple of days earlier -- the first and only time in my life i've ever been in a Wal-Mart.) And the agents were a little doubtful about the bottle of sunscreen in my carry-on bag, but ultimately let it go.

The flight to Chicago was very smooth, and i was able to supplement my croissant breakfast with some United Airlines pretzels, and we arrived at O'Hare actually a bit early -- which meant i had a couple of hours to wait for my flight to London.

O'Hare is huge, O'Hare is magnificent. Hordes of people everywhere and usually hordes of people intimidate me but i loved the experience, so many smiling happy faces. And again, as on my first day, i could see, away off in the distance, Chicago's skyline, and it looks like an extraordinarily beautiful city. I may stop over there for a few days when i return to St Louis next year.

Also, at O'Hare, i did something i hadn't done in maybe twenty years -- i went into a McDonald's. And had a Big Mac! Well, i recalled immediately why i hadn't had one in two decades -- it was a grease bomb! But it was also exactly what i needed. I was gasping for a cigarette, too, but asked the lady at the exit door if i went outside, would i be able to get back in? She replied, "Sure, if you have your ticket and your boarding pass. And you'd have to go through security again." I skipped it....

Flying over Lake Michigan was an amazing experience, and i hadn't noticed it on the way down, but, looking out of the window, literally all i could see was blue. From that height, it's impossible to see boats or foam or anything but blue. It's really quite disorientating, and i was glad when the shoreline of the state of Michigan hoved into view -- it gave me something to fix on.

United Airlines landed me safely at London International Airport and, going through customs, i discovered i had yet another problem, thanks to the fact that i hadn't traveled anywhere in so long. Apparently, as a British citizen residing in Canada, i need a Permanent Resident Card to prove that i actually live here. I'd never heard of a Permanent Resident Card! All i had was a forty-year-old paper document indicating my status. So i'm not in a computer database anywhere.

Fortunately, the customs lady was an older woman who recognised my paper document, but she said that some of the younger agents would not have known what it was and that i could have had a major problem getting back into the country. She suggested i apply for a PRC right away. (Which i did and that has turned into another bureaucratic fiasco along the lines of my passport application... But that's a story that can wait for another day.)

Peter met me at the airport and drove me home. I have to thank him and his wife Sandra, who drove me to the airport on my departure date, for making my path to St Louis that much easier.

And that was it. The end of one of my best holidays ever. And i shall definitely return to St Louis.

Sunday, 23 October 2016

The KSHE Klassic Program, Oct. 23 1016

Quotation du jour ~ P.G. Wodehouse: He had just about enough intelligence to open his mouth when he wanted to eat, but certainly no more.
Mistress -- China Lake
Jethro Tull -- Bungle In The Jungle
Stanley Clarke -- School Days
The Steve Miller Band -- Space Cowboy
Foreigner -- Starrider
Cat Stevens -- Bitterblue
The Climax Blues Band -- I Am Constant
The Rolling Stones -- Wild Horses
Off Broadway -- Stay In Time
The Doobie Brothers -- Natural Thing
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young -- Dark Star
The Marshall Tucker Band -- Can't You See
Journey -- On A Saturday Night
Fleetwood Mac -- Bare Trees
Yes -- Going For The One
Gary Wright -- Silent Fury
Loggins & Messina -- Vahevala
Jimmy Barnes -- Working Class Man
Rod Stewart -- Every Picture ells A Story
Styx -- Snowblind
The Sutherland Brothers & Quiver -- You Got Me Anyway
Queen -- Bicycle Race
Elvin Bishop -- Travelin' Shoes
Uriah Heep -- Look At Yourself
Good Rats -- Injun Joe
The Who -- Another Tricky Day
Joe Vitale -- The Lady On The Rock
Michael Stanley -- My Town
UFO -- Only You Can Rock Me
April Wine -- Oowatanite
Strawbs -- Lay Down
Steely Dan -- Doctor Wu
Graham Nash -- Chicago / We Can Change The World
Billy Joel -- The Entertainer
Roger Daltrey -- Say It Ain't So, Joe
Mott The Hoople -- All The Young Dudes

And my own personal playlist for the week:

French, Frith, Kaiser, Thompson -- Invisible Means
Cassandra Wilson -- New Moon Daughter
Rod Stewart -- Never A Dull Moment
Genesis -- Foxtrot
Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel -- The Best Years Of Our Lives
Bonnie Raitt -- Give It Up
Genesis -- Duke
Dan Fogelberg -- River Of Souls
Roy Wood -- Main Street
Talking Heads -- Remain In Light
Jeff Beck -- Truth
Dan Fogelberg -- Live
Tyrannosaurus Rex -- A Beard Of Stars
Peter Hammill -- Sitting Targets
Humble Pie -- Performance: Rockin' The Fillmore
Dead Can Dance -- Aion
Rory Gallagher -- Top Priority
Paul Simon -- Stranger To Stranger
Dan Fogelberg -- The Innocent Age
Terje Rypdal -- Descendre
Donovan -- Neutronica
The Beatles -- Rubber Soul
Peter Hammill -- What, Now?
Robert Fripp -- Exposure
Rod Stewart -- Every Picture Tells A Story
Fleetwood Mac -- Shrine '69

Tuesday, 18 October 2016

The St Louis Adventure, Day 8

It was my last full day in the city and there were so many things i still wanted to do. I'd never explored too far beyond the MetroLink line, which only runs east to west, and the north and south seemed beyond my ability to reach without walking for miles. So my first stop on this day was Forest Park. Again. I'd been there on my first day and visited the St Louis History Museum, which had been excellent. Today my goal was SLAM -- The St Louis Art Museum.

And that's the statue of St Louis himself, in the front of the gallery.

In my naivete, i had supposed that it would be primarily devoted to American art. Ho! How wrong can one be? This a world-class art gallery, right up there with The Louvre (which i've also been to, btw) the National Gallery in Trafalgar Square and the Art Gallery Of Ontario. Art from every country and from every period, Picassos, Matisses, ancient China, even Inuit art from northern British Columbia.

And what happened to me there was the same thing that happened to me at The Louvre: my brain shut down. There was too much beauty, too much magnificence, i couldn't cope. I would walk into a room and see yet another Salvador Dali and think, what's he done lately (yawn)? .... It was overwhelming.

I must go there again.

And so i ventured further into the park, and it's such an amazing greenspace, and i just wandered. Fortunately, as the temperature was well into the nineties (Fahrenheit) there are many public water fountains. I would have preferred a pub, but heck, re-hydration is re-hydration. I walked and walked and ... I came upon The St Louis Zoo. (Here are some random pics from the park.)

I was of two minds about this. I'm not all that comfortable with the idea of zoos but St Louis's is supposed to be one of the world's best and i probably would have gone in (it's free), except that, just as i approached the entrance, so did a couple of school bus loads of screaming pubescent children. I skipped it. It wouldn't have been much fun for me. Or the animals, come to that!

It was lunch time by then and i'd been walking for a long time and i wasn't sure what to do next, on my final afternoon in this wonderful city. There were a lot of places i wanted to visit, but i simply didn't know how to get to them, so i decided to simply revisit some places i already knew i liked. I know, a lack of imagination on my part. My first priority: lunch at a pub.

I wandered over to 2000 Market Street, to one of my favourite places, Maggie O'Brien's, had their St. Paddy Melt (chopped sirloin, grilled onion, American and swiss cheese on grilled marble rye bread) plus a couple of pints of Goose Island. It then occurred to me that my blood alcohol level was dangerously low -- considering the fact that St Louis is known as a beer town, i really hadn't been drinking all that much on this visit -- certainly far less than usual. A pub crawl was indicated.

Now, the way that i pub crawl, is, i go to one place, have a pint there, and leave and walk around, and when the need arises for me to pee (as it tends to do) i'll go into the next available boozer, pee, and have another pint. On this day i managed to find my way back to the Delmar Loop area, and a pub called the Three Kings -- which i hadn't noticed on any of my prior visits to the area. It was great, i loved it there. So much so that i in fact stayed for two pints.

The afternoon was moving inexorably onwards, though, and i knew i needed to get myself east, for one more visit to the Mississippi River if nothing else. But first -- my bladder being the tyrant that it is, one more visit to Tigìn -- where i had a Smithwick's and said goodbye to Kirby, the bartender there who had been so welcoming on my first visit. (Americans are generally like that, it's why i love the country so.)

But enough was enough, and i walked the short distance through Laclède's Landing to the river and just sat there a while, and there was joy in my heart but sadness too, as this would be my final visit with the Father Of Waters, this year, anyway. After maybe thirty minutes of contemplation, i put my hand in the water and promised him i'd be back next year. And i will! One simply doesn't break an oath like that!

Now i had to get back to Belleville. I was taking Chuck out to dinner as a small token of my gratitude for his over-and-above hospitality. There was just one pressing bit of business i had to take care of -- and i do mean pressing. I needed a bathroom. So i went back to the Laclède's Landing area, found a pub called the Morgan Street Brewery, did what i had to do and of course had a pint of Black Bear, a very nice dark beer brewed in-house. I would have liked to have discovered this place earlier.

(The theme of this afternoon seems to have been "my beer and my bladder." Hmm.... But it was so hot that i was sweating all of the alcohol out of my system pretty much immediately, if not close to it.)

But then, at last, i climbed aboard MetroLink, returned to the Swansea Station where Chuck picked me up, and we had a lovely meal at the 4204 -- The Main Street Brewing Company, a brewpub in Belleville with not only an excellent selection of beers but some great food, too. I had a steak salad and a beer with a German name that i couldn't pronounce and can't remember.

And then back to Chuck's for a couple of slurps of the Glenfiddich i'd brought him, after which i started to watch the film "Grumpier Old Men" but i really couldn't stay awake.

Monday, 17 October 2016

KSHE Klassics, Oct. 16, 2016

Quotation du jour: Bob Dylan ~ I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet. (This week, Bob Dylan was awarded the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature.)


There was a certain amount of panic here at Spriggs Towers this morning, when my computer froze shortly before the program began. I waited, and waited, and then decided to panic. I rebooted and Windows wouldn't load. Not good. I re-rebooted and, whew, it worked. My week was saved!

Icehouse -- Electric Blue
Joe Walsh -- Meadows
Tycoon -- Such A Woman
Jethro Tull -- Teacher
The Babys -- Everytime I Think Of You
The Grateful Dead -- One More Saturday Night
Slade -- Get Down And Get With It
City Boy -- Cigarettes
Couchois -- Roll The Dice
Loggins & Messina -- Back To Georgia
Steve Hackett -- Narnia
Stingray -- The Man In My Shoes
Blue Cheer -- Summertime Blues
Ambrosia -- Holdin' On To Yesterday
Jefferson Starship -- Miracles
Deep Purple -- Space Truckin'
The Fixx -- Red Skies
Billy Joel -- Rootbeer Rag
Free -- Wishing Well
Todd Rundgren -- Can We Still Be Friends?
Zebra -- Tell Me What You Want
The Moody Blues -- Legend Of A Mind
Thin Lizzy -- Romeo And The Lonely Girl
John Mayall -- Room To Move
Steely Dan -- Kid Charlemagne
UFO -- Doctor, Doctor
Crawler -- Sail On
Rare Earth -- I Just Want To Celebrate
Fleetwood Mac -- World Turning
Santana -- Samba Pa Ti
Alvin Lee & Mylon Lefevre -- So Sad (No Love Of His Own)
Climax Blues Band -- Using The Power
Little Feat -- Feats Don't Fail Me Now
Kansas -- What's On My Mind
Creedence Clearwater Revival -- Green River
The Stabilizers -- One Simple Thing
Supertramp -- Poor Boy
Traffic -- The Low Spark Of High-Heeled Boys
Sammy Hagar -- (Sittin' On) The Dock Of The Bay

And my own personal playlist for the week:

Dan Fogelberg -- High Country Snows
Dan Fogelberg -- Greetings From The West (DVD)
The Beatles -- Beatles For Sale
Def Leppard -- Yeah!
Joni Mitchell -- Wild Things Run Fast
John Fogerty -- Blue Moon Swamp
Ivie Anderson -- I Got It Good And That Ain't Bad!
Donald Fagen -- The Nightfly
Sloan -- The Double Cross
Happy Rhodes -- Many Worlds Are Born Tonight
Al Stewart -- Year Of The Cat
Brand X -- A History: 1976-1980
Buddy Guy -- Heavy Love
Bob Dylan -- Live At The Gaslight 1962
Fairport Convention -- Who Knows Where The Time Goes?
Saga -- Images At Twilight
The Mamas And The Papas -- 16 Of Their Greatest Hits
Oysterband -- Here I Stand
Steve Howe -- Portraits Of Bob Dylan
The Chieftains -- The Ballad Of The Irish Horse
Jeff Beck -- Loud Hailer
Survivor -- Vital Signs
Dan Fogelberg -- Captured Angel

Sunday, 9 October 2016

KSHE Klassics, Oct. 9, 2016

Quotation du jour ~ Kurt Vonnegut -- We are here on Earth to fart around. Don't let anybody tell you any different.

What? No Rory? No Dan Fogelberg? Ah, but we did have Mama's Pride, and overall the show was excellent -- as it always is  :-)

Diesel -- Sausalito Summernight
Franke & The Knockouts -- Running Into The Night
Les Dudek -- City Magic
Harry Chapin -- Taxi
Zebra -- Who's Behind The Door?
Rod Stewart -- Mandolin Wind
Little River Band -- Help Is On Its Way
Snail -- The Joker
Bandit -- Visions Of You
Emerson, Lake & Palmer -- Knife Edge
The Grateful Dead -- Friend Of The Devil
Kenny Loggins -- Celebrate Me Home
Neil Young -- Like A Hurricane
Jo Jo Gunne -- Ready Freddie
Mama's Pride -- Blue Mist
The Outlaws -- Green Grass And High Tides
Steely Dan -- Bodhisattva
UFO -- Lights Out
Sad Café -- Black Rose
Fleetwood Mac -- Heroes Are Hard To Find
Lou Reed -- Sweet Jane
Brownsville Station -- Smokin' In The Boy's Room
It's A Beautiful Day -- White Bird
Michael Stanley -- He Can't Love You
The Animals -- It's My Life
Billy Joel -- The Ballad Of Billy The Kid
Bruce Springsteen -- The Promised Land
Procol Harum -- A Whiter Shade Of Pale
Chilliwack -- Baby Blue
Steve Winwood -- Time Is Running Out
J. Geils Band -- First I Look At The Purse
Finnigan And Wood -- Highway Song
April Wine -- Wings Of Love
Todd Rundgren -- Love Of The Common Man

And my own personal playlist for the week:

Steeleye Span -- Below The Salt
Roy Wood & Wizzard -- Archive Series
June Tabor -- Airs And Graces
The Allman Brothers Band -- Idlewild South
Rory Gallagher -- Defender
Sparks -- Hello Young Lovers
Bonnie Raitt -- Silver Lining
Soft Machine -- Land Of Cockayne
Dan Fogelberg -- Captured Angel
Paula Cole -- This Bright Red Feeling
Marillion -- Clutching At Straws
The Records -- The Records
Dan Fogelberg -- Phoenix
Mike Batt -- Tarot Suite
Creedence Clearwater Revival -- Bayou Country
Yes -- Tormato
Rush -- Power Windows
Pyewackett -- Live At The Sheffield Hallum Wakes Folk Festival
Colin James -- Sudden Stop
Miroslav Vitous, Terje Rypdal and Jack DeJohnette -- Rypdal, Vitous, DeJohnette
Paul Simon -- Stranger To Stranger

Thursday, 6 October 2016

The St Louis Adventure, Day 7

Sunday, June 27th

Oh, my, here it is, October already, and i'm still writing about what i was doing back in June. As a blogger, or a diarist, i'm not exactly obsessed. Anyway.

Normally on Sundays, of course, i listen to the Klassics show on KSHE. It's a highlight of my week. Yet here i was in St Lou on a Sunday, and didn't listen. There was so much else to do!

I was so in love with the Mississippi River i decided to take a cruise on it, and in the morning i went back to The Old Courthouse and lashed out $20 for a one-hour voyage upon the Tom Sawyer. That was the name of the boat. They have another boat called the Becky Thatcher (LOL) but that was the next cruise. So Tom it was.

Leaving the Courthouse i came upon a Pridefest parade, which was absolutely extraordinary -- full of the most brilliant colours, and full of so much life, so much happiness, both gays and straights having a wonderful time. (St Louis's City Hall is, i think, the only city hall in all of the USA that flies both the gay and transgender flags, alongside the American flag.)
I would have lingered, but it was 10 o'clock, my boat left at noon and i wanted to explore the Soulard neighbourhood first. Well, i walked and walked -- blazing hot sun, as usual -- and i think that i was heading in the right direction, but after 45 minutes i realised that, even if i did reach Soulard, i wouldn't have much time to explore, and so turned back.

My god, i don't think i've ever felt so peaceful in my life, rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. The guide's commentary was fascinating, too -- he told us all about the St Louis section of the The Father Of Waters, how, when the Missouri River feeds into it, it flows in two colours for a while, its own blue and the Missouri's brown), the fish that live in it (in that area, mostly drum, alligator gar and different types of catfish), how it changes over the course of the year, pointed out barges that were loading and unloading, or waiting to load and unload, on the Illinois side, gave us a brief history of each of the bridges we passed under: Poplar Street Bridge, Stan Musial Bridge, Martin Luther King Bridge and the Eads Bridge -- the longest arch bridge in the world when it was built (in 1874). I love this river, (I may have mentioned this before.) Here's a buncha pics i took from the boat and from the shore.

But all good things must come to an end and upon disembarking, i decided to try to find Soulard again, a culturally diverse neighbourhood south of downtown. Erm, it didn't work out. Ten minutes into my stroll, an overwhelming need overcame me -- the need to find a toilet ASAP. The only nearby place i could think of was Ballpark Village  -- i'd been there and had an excellent lunch on Thursday, so hastened over with eyes and fingers crossed and, whew! made it.

And i'm so glad i did -- and for reasons well beyond not making, you know, um, er, a mess in my trousers.

One of the things i would have liked to have done on my visit, was see the Cardinals play at Busch stadium. Unfortunately, they were away at Seattle for the week i was there. (How did i screw my dates up? I mean, i ask you.) But i went into the Budweiser Brew House, the bar at Ballpark Village i'd been into before. From my vantage point there, i could see into the theatre and there, on the biggest big-screen tv i've ever seen in my life, was the St Louis-Seattle game live and in living colour.

As i noted earlier in this exercise in self-indulgence, i'm not really a baseball fan, but i AM a Cards fan -- the game was exciting beyond my wildest dreams! Well of course i was indulging in some refreshing alcoholic beverages all through the game, but as i hadn't had anything but a samwidge at the boat dock a few hours earlier, i was feeling a trifle hungry, and so i tried a St Louis delicacy -- toasted ravioli. Oh, my, it was good! (It's actually breaded and deep-fried, if you want to get technical.) (A couple of other local delicacies i had hoped to sample, were catfish and frozen custard -- not together obviously! -- but i never found anywhere that served either.)

Oh, and the Cardinals won, 5-4. Brilliant. Too bad they missed out on the playoffs this season....

Then it was back to Belleville for a quiet evening at home. Well, at Chuck's home. Apparently, the world's best pizza comes from Papa Vito's on Washington Street in Belleville, and that's what Chuck organised for our dinner. Well, er, it was undeniably good, but, as with the pizza i'd had on my first night in town, it had a thin crust and was served in squares. When in Rome, etc., i know, but it wasn't what i'm used to. This is NOT a complaint.  (Of course, very little about my visit had been anything like what i'm used to. That was part of the whole point of going -- an expanding of horizons. But pizza, i dunno, it's almost a religion with me -- almost as much as beer.) (At least i'd found some great beer!)

We watched an hilarious movie as we ate -- "Grumpy Old Men" with Walter Matthau and Jack Lemmon, which i'd never seen before. We also cracked open the bottle of Glenfiddich that i'd bought a few days earlier and, oh, wow, it had been a while since i'd tasted it and and nectar doesn't begin to describe it. We had one glass each. Chuck isn't a big drinker. I am a big drinker but almost solely of beer and i know myself very well -- i love whiskey, but it doesn't like me. I daren't have more than one glass....

Sunday, 2 October 2016

KSHE Klassics Show, Oct. 2nd, 2016

Excellent show, as always, even though Mr Ulett (although, as i've met the man, it would probably be ok if i were to call him John) (or even Uman) didn't play any Rory Gallagher this week. He did play "Part Of The Plan" by Dan Fogelberg, though. It was the first song of his i ever heard (although i knew his name) and i heard it on this very program over two years ago and it was the start of my current Fogelbergmania.

Jethro Tull -- Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll, Too Young To Die
Little Feat -- Fat Man In The Bathtub
Gulliver -- Ridin' The Wind
Procol Harum -- Simple Sister
Rod Stewart -- True Blue
Lynyrd Skynyrd -- I Know A Little
Ten Years After -- I'd Love To Change The World
The Grateful Dead -- Shakedown Street
Bob Seger -- Nutbush City Limits
Todd Rundgren -- Just One Victory
The Firm -- Radioactive
The Who -- Magic Bus
Honeymoon Suite -- New Girl Now
Uriah Heep -- Lady In Black
Styx -- Father O.S.A.
Michael Stanley -- One Good Reason
The Allman Brothers Band -- Blue Sky
Prism -- Julie
The Doors -- Backdoor Man
Gerry Rafferty -- Baker Street
Nazareth -- Razamanaz
Gypsy -- Don't Get Mad (Get Even)
Survivor -- Poor Man's Son
John Mellencamp -- Small Paradise
Novo Combo -- Tattoo
Joe Walsh -- Turn To Stone
Nantucket -- Heartbreaker
R.E.O. Speedwagon -- Say You Love Me Or Say Goodnight
Chris Rea -- Working On It
Emerson, Lake & Palmer -- From The Beginning
Dan Fogelberg -- Part Of The Plan
Traffic -- Rock & Roll Stew
Dr John -- Right Place, Wrong Time
The Tubes -- Don't Touch Me There
The Band -- Up On Cripple Creek
Steve Winwood -- Don't You Know What The Night Can Do
Steve Walsh -- Every Step Of The Way
Jefferson Starship -- Stranger
Ian Gomm -- Hold On
Jimi Hendrix -- Crosstown Traffic

And my own personal playlist for the week:

Mike Oldfield -- Ommadawn
Sky -- Sky 2
Dan Fogelberg & Tim Weisberg -- Twin Sons Of Different Mothers
Judy Collins -- 3
Godley & Creme -- Freeze Frame
Godley & Creme -- Ismism
Steve Earle -- Jerusalem
Jimi Hendrix -- Blues
Hothouse Flowers -- Songs From The Rain
Roger McGuinn -- Roger McGuinn
Jack Bruce -- Silver Rails
Dan Fogelberg -- The Wild Places
Jeff Beck -- Flash
Yes -- The Ladder
Mama's Pride -- Mama's Pride
Joe Walsh -- But Seriously Folks
Jethro Tull -- Thick As A Brick
Thin Lizzy -- Live And Dangerous
Various Artists -- All Talking, All Singing, All Rockin'
Paul Simon -- You're The One
Christine Collister -- Live
Cream -- Goodbye
Warren Zevon -- Excitable Boy