Frank Gutch Jr. Explains Mike Marino

Editor’s Note – A Short Gift from a Dear Friend

A lovely surprise for Monday, finding this on Mike Marino’s Timeline. Frank’s best friend and historian, Michael recieved copious amounts of correspondence from Frank, and whenever he finds an unpublished piece I will publish it here.

He may be gone, and he is deeply missed, but for the moment, this Gentle Lover of Great Music and Artists is still with us, and will remain with us through his words and passion for a long time to come.

…and this is why and how Mike became part of the DBAWIS Family.

Many thanks to Mike Marino, Frank’s sister, and the Man himself. – Bob

Chef Tom Herndon Uncovers Some Hidden Gems

These are the small, unassuming places away from the well-worn footpaths of intrepid foodmeisters. Their name and location are often exposed in a hushed whisper over fancy coffee, “You have to try this place…before it gets discovered.” Writing a review for public consumption feels treasonous. But the place is SO impressive that one is compelled to share the news. I found two such gems in one week. A rare event, indeed.

Bob Presents E. Ray Pancake’s Fake News, Bullshit, and Out and Out Lies

Hi.

I’m Bob.

…and being Bob and of a certain age, I must be honest and let you know that because of the heat I am unable to type very much due to a little known condition called “Beckett’s Wobble Fingers”, brought on by the bones in my fingers turning to a rubber-like substance due to eating too much Play Doh as a child. The heat triggers it and I am unable to push down on the keys of my keyboard because my digits are too soft to push hard enough to make them click and form words with letters. This intro is being typed by my housekeeper and care-giver, Dorito Espenoza, a woman who has served my family since the unfortunate events of June 14th, 1946.

Without further ado, Here’s E. Ray…and Senor Bob, you owe me extra for typing this. Stiff me this time, and I will pour red ants in your underwear drawer again….

Mike Marino – Dead Air and Radio Dazed – Joe Walsh’d!

When I say I was Joe Walsh’d, I don’t mean I was so taken with his music that I bought every last piece of vinyl of his from his James Gang days in Cleveland to his soaring Eagle days.

Chef Tom and Cooking Class with Recipes!

Last night I led a cooking class for twenty-one people. This might have been class number thirty-six or fifty-two or twenty-eight, I’ve lost count.  Public classes, private parties, corporate team building, ingredient-focused, allergenista-friendly, I’ve done all sorts. Cooking classes are one of my favorite things to do. I always get a strong sense of fulfilling my purpose in life, whatever that is. Lol. I get to connect with people and watch them connect with each other as we all participate in fighting for, and then accomplishing, something remarkable together. Everyone loves food. Food is sexy. Cooking is the new black, or maybe it’s the old, classic black that never goes out of style. Seems the majority of folks actually enjoy cooking to some degree, or at least have a romantic notion of being a cook. There’s always plenty of fun to be had.

Segarini – Q: “Hot Enough for You?” A: “Go Fuck Yourself”

I hate hot weather.

I don’t hate many things, but I HATE hot weather.

I dislike things that are not to my taste, I rarely feel the desire to hate anything because it is negative energy, and negative energy is toxic. Life is too short to waste the energy, or allow negative thoughts to waste your valuable time, but with the exception of one human being I would love to see get run over repeatedly, shot, drowned, set on fire and eaten by wolves or household pets, I LOATHE hot weather…and be aware that murder statistics go up when it is 90 degrees or hotter.

It’s going to be triple digits this weekend.

…and make that TWO people I would love to see karma-lized and turned into an order of McNuggets….THEN get run over repeatedly, shot, drowned, set on fire and eaten by wolves or household pets

Mike Marino – The Ghost of Lenny Bruce

The city of Detroit, especially the radio community was duking it for the Heavy Weight Title of who would sponsor the George Carlin Concert at Henry Ford Community College in Dearborn, Michigan. George coming to college..the ultimate seven dirty words substitute teacher and class was in session. CJOM, WABX, WRIF and W-4  were all co-sponsors of the event being treated as the one in line with the big bang theory..however was more in line with Darwin’s Theory of Social Comic Evolution.