36 mixes with songs by “Michael Yonkers”

Let's see. That makes you the good trip. So, you . . . you must be the B A D T R I P . . .

keep me from myself, keep me from temptation, keep me on the straight-there-and-back

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10 tracks of vehement violence and awe-inspiring power

This mix is simple. My.Personal.Taste. No flow, no reasoning. This flow is as diverse and ADD as I am. These are songs I've enjoyed greatly the past few weeks for various reasons.

Where else will you find a creepy fucking cover of a Disney tune bleed into Ethiopian Jazz and then completely flip to doom metal, and head back south to 60's garage psych, before going to indie folk and rock and finishing with a wicked ocean-of-a-cumshot?

A robust collection of twenty plus songs from various 60's and 70's oddballs, aliens, acid casualties, anarchists, bohemians, hobos, drop-outs, primitives, nutjobs, witch doctors, wayfarers, jongleurs, jokers, kooks, and common criminals. Featuring jams from the Holy Modal Rounders, Kevin Ayers/Syd Barrett, Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band, Françoise Hardy, and many, many more.

Some form or another of it has haunted me my entire life. It only gets worse when yer old enough to realize what love is. So here's over fifty songs and three and a half hours from the wrong side of my mind. Fuck you Bill Shakespeare for introducing me to the concept.

Eleven upbeat tracks to help you get outside and enjoy how warm this winter has been.

Completely random tracks I've been digging as of late.

I now believe I was the first child born into the death throes of our civilization. March 10, 1969 at 9:03 began the beginning of the end. Endless war, state-sponsored terrorism, greed run amok, chemical, biological, and nuclear weapons at the ready, economic collapse, peak oil, environmental depletion, assassinations, no moral compass. It is here. Tracks from the Groundhogs, the MC5, Can, and more.

Ever have one of those lives? You've made mistakes, even some big ones; but mostly you've tried to help folks, at least yer friends, and treat people fairly, and just live yer fucking life? Well I have. No one will let me. You. Back the fuck off. I came here to do two things: drink some beer... and kick some ass. Looks like we're almost outta beer.

Twenty-one tracks about time you'll never get back and occasional nostalgia, featuring Deerhunter, Why?, The Books, and more.