It's in the mix, without reservations.

A weekly meditation on Who did it, What it is, Where is it at, When it is going down, Why is it not working and How it should be. Add your comments to the playlists in real time or post game.

Fist-pumping, air-drumming freeform mayhem. Caffeinated rock, experimental pop, oddball beats, and novelties.

Music floating on calmer seas is "netted" by my ears and released to the hungry listeners. It's a stringy catch, but frequently live and always delectable.

The Media Squat is freeform, bottom-up, open source radio looking towards similarly open source, bottom-up solutions to some of the problems engendered by our relentlessly top-down society.

Each show will initiate a series of discussions, which will themselves comprise part of an expanding wiki of resources, support material, and community-generated content.

This isn't pure '60s or Whole Earth radicalism and self-sufficiency (though it's certainly related) but a 21st Century, cyberpunk reclamation of all technologies and social contracts as essentially open source, up for discussion, and open to modification. It's an application of the hacker ethic and net collectivism to everything, done in the spirit of fun and adventure.

Ongoing forums with host, guests, and listeners take place at http://www.mediasquat.net.

New bass and beats plus live guests (musicians, DJs, poets) and an ear for the global south. Cumbia. Dubstep. Gangsta synthetics. Sound-art. Maghrebi. International exclusives.

When the musics align, you can stare a future in the eye.

Eclectic new and old musical selections (psych, power pop, reggae, folk, country, soul, hip-hop, et cetera) plus politics, fishing, and other cultural phenomena.

A musical journey through the lands of rock, pop, jazz and soul on the spaceship of time.

Drawing an endless knot.

All the hits that fit 'n' shit.

The Citizen Kane of adult entertainment.

Order and disorder in a freeform haze of terribly played guitars, shorted-out electronics, found audio detritus, strange sounds from strange lands all around. Psych-punk-junk, collage, even pop. Lots of in-studio live performances to boot.

Anti-fascist researcher Dave Emory (spelled E-M-O-R-Y) goes into all the hidden truths and details about evil men and their trade practices.

The Antique Phonograph Music Program is a collection of pop, standard, and ethnic music acoustically recorded on discs and cylinders and played on period machines circa 1895-1925.

Funny. Rocking. Intriguing. Engaging. Modest. The best talk. The best music. Simply put: The Best.

Starting with the 70s -- it could be a classic (or obscure) punk rocker, a forgotten disco diva, a long-unheard hit record, or none of these. What happens next depends on what's in the WFMU new bin and whether I remember my records from home. Tune in and find out! You'll even hear a live band once in a while.

Dish'n out all the hits!

"I listened yesterday. It's no reflection on you but I could'nt see where you were going or what you were going for. This early seventies thing did'nt get noticed the first time and you talk about friends of like Dealney and Bonnie who had records out like we're supposed to remember who they are. Then you play this long winded free jazz stuff that really grates on my nerves. And that noise without a beat and sounds like someones being pinched. Then you play a reggae song, I think you called it Dub, to what, be cool? You seem to really fetishize the whole folk thing too which is obnoxious to us who don't even care. I liked it when you played that punk song though. I like Joe Belock a lot."

Freeform radio for the chronically impatient. Avant-garde pop, poppy avant-garde, train whistles, loud guitars and guttural screaming. Playlists and photos posted in real time on the web so you can play along or comment at home or work.

Music That Melts in Your Ears.

Genre-surfing tokenism.

Ken and Andy further lower WFMU's already abysmal standards as the program enters its death throes. Stunt radio which subjects the radio audience to concepts and topics which mature adults should not have to endure. Find the fatal flaw.

Join Nardwuar the Human Serviiette for 60 mins of clam chowder flavoured (note canadian spelling!) entertainment and interviews all the way from, yes, Vancouver, BC, Canaduh! Doot Doola Doot Doo ... Doot Doo !
Hop on over to the Nardwuar Homepage, follow Nard on Twitter and do some Facebookin' here.

Radio through the lens of cinematic horror. Creepy prog rock, eerie electronics, soundtracks, horrorscapes™, and a deluge of black metal and noise. Live performances, exclusive radio events and more.

$mall Change returns to freeformland with the late late night space
madness shee-it. Oh my beloved ice cream bar...how I love to lick your creamy center! HOOOWWWWWW...(bites soap)...and your oh-so-nutty chocolate covering! You're not like the others...you like the same things I do!
Waxed paper...boiled football leather...dog breath...We're not hitchhiking
anymore!

A three-hour call-in show about the unexplained, jam-packed into four hours.

Each show is based on a one-word theme. Every genre possible!

A viking ship appears on the horizon, a likeness of Loretta Lynn carved into its bow. Rare birds flock together to sing Francoise Hardy as soul hits. A sunset of blips and bleeps fills the air.

" I can't tell when you're telling me the truth."
- I'm not.
"How do I know anything you've told me is..."
- You don't.

The Failure of Noise
The Failure of Sound
The Failure of Rock
The Failure of the Avant Garde
The Failure of the Space Age
The Failure of Jazz
The Failure of Psychedelia
The Failure of Krautrock
The Failure of Electronic
The Failure of Pop
The Failure of Free-form
The Failure of the 20th Century

Street conversation, soundbyte insertion, vinyl exhumation, observation... The Dusty Show! Hosted by journeyman broadcaster Clay Pigeon.

Scratchy vanity 45s, pilfered field recordings, muddy off-the-radio sounds, homemade congregational tapes and vintage commercial gospel throw-downs; a little preachin', a little salvation, a little audio tomfoolery.

A chimpified, sonic soiree of overmodulated, toe-stubbing rock and roll.

Music to slaughter livestock to; 5,000 factory farmers can't all be wrong.

Beneath the bleeps, above the sounds...channeling hope in leaps and bounds.

The finest in Micronesian doo-wop, Appalachian mambo, Turkish mariachi, pygmy yodeling of Baltimore, Portuguese juju, Cajun gamelan, tuba choirs form Mozambique, Inuit marching bands, Filipino free jazz, Egyptian kabuki theater, and throat singers of the Lower East Side.

I never miscue a record. I am punctual, well-prepared, and dislike clutter. Outgoing and helpful, I'm always appropriately dressed. I do not behave erratically and have excellent penmanship. My CD's never skip, and I am in good health. I like all the notes, in any order.

Hip-hop and rap. Yeah, that's where my heart's at. But any genre will fit as long as it ain't crap!

The promise of joy, the magic of blather. A call-in show for the New Age of Inquiry. The Man can't bust our chit-chat.

One hour; 23 or 24 soul 45's.

That is you can't you know tune in but it's all wrong.

A yurt for the transgenred.

Orbiting around the noisier regions of psychedelia, as well as (would-be) top 40 hits. Wait for it... Wait for it...

Folk; old-timey; blues; psych, avant and acid folk old and new; melancholy pop; lots of guitar; detours elsewhere.

Disc jockey has a fondness for sound.

Country classics, scratchy soul, groovy jazz, Jamaican jukebox, gospel goodies, and assorted rocktastic/poptastic #1 hits! All that and interviews with the world's finest music makers. It's just plain good!

"Within the kingdom of every soul lies waiting the 3 beasts of humanity: 33, 45, and 78 RPM."

Punk/new wave, psych, glam, garage, mod, freakbeat, funk, krautrock, noise, hardcore, indie, DIY, power pop, soul -- any and all good moving music! Live bands frequently, tix @ 4:06 -- why stop? Live life -- it's hectic but short, yo!

Popular and Unpopular Music From Around the World

The run-around drill sergeant of love meets the freeform radio nurse in an international popularity crisis. Twang, dub, noise, rockers, aliens, drum machines, foreigners, imported goods, songs, rumbles, hollers, blips and squiggles along with an occasional musical number.

Professor Dum Dum, scientist of music, performs experiments in music and human behaviour. Living, breathing volunteers subject themselves to his verbal vivisection, helping all to understand what laymen call "absurdity."

A pennant-winning battery of songland. Ongoing feature: Single File, a
half-hour of randomly selected small records with big holes.

Musical delirium induced by sounds from electronic noise to free jazz, drone rock to a capella African song.

From shanty town to penthouse, the many moods of reggae music. Whosoever will may come in, we are all kin.

featuring X-Ray Burns
The real life alternative radio show where a zonked pair of New Jersey fat boys mix Led Zeppelin with Sinatra while ranting about wrestling and the unmentionable.

R-r-real rock & roll.

Fannee Doolee loves freeform programming but hates eclectic shows.

I am but a vessel.

Music for your inner 17-year old white boy.

An unwritten future of records from the past, because the next sound you hear may well be your last.

Grand pianos in the surf, singing frogs, hyphenated psych, outtakes, live collaging, twangy drone, old folk, ephemeral pop, and the Grateful goddamn Dead.