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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Still a bit under the clouds this week. I was actually in bed watching March Madness basketball when I heard the news—Chuck Berry has “bought the farm.” Hearing the news, I wasn’t shocked or sad. I just immediately flashed to my childhood.

In those days we still had drive-in movies. Parents would dump all the kids in the car and hit the asphalt for a double-header of B flicks. Two of the films that became influences on me from that era were Woodstock and a film called Let The Good Times Roll.

At age 10, I simply loved ’50s revivals. I would bug mom to take me to Madison Square Garden to see concerts stacked with the likes of Chuck, Bo Diddley, Bill Haley & The Comets, Little Richard, The Coasters, The Shirelles, Johnny Maestro, and others!

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

How “mad” can a guy get? Today I find I find myself stumbling into St. Patrick’s Day and on “the floor” for the first Friday of March Madness. Anywhere there’s a jerk off, a bar and a beer, you’ll likely find a drunk wearing a green paper hat.

Growing up in New York City, St. Patrick’s Day was notoriously dangerous. Our apartment was near the parade and because we rode the 86th street crosstown bus, mom always kept us home. We could only watch the mayhem from our lobby or 12th floor windows. It was a different era when ethnic nationalities in the city proudly paraded their traditions. The Irish wore green and got shit faced in the street. On that day, “the green” proudly stumbled with pride and taught us New Yorkers the extent of what being drunk was all about.

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The Best of The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

ORIGINALLY BROADCAST MARCH 18, 2016 | Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

I’m gonna die of loneliness, I know / I’m gonna die of loneliness, for sure / No, baby, tell me why don’t you? / Oh, now, baby, tell me why don’t you / aw, make me some of your famous Bar-B-Q? / My dearest friend / You’ll soon begin to love again / To love again… (Devendra Banhart vs. Billy Gibbons, a musical conversation)

We woke up today still groggy from sleep lost from daylight savings and St. Patty’s Day. We find ourselves “Springbreakers” in the heart of March Madness. It was dark! Literally dark.

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

I’m gonna make a mistake / I’m gonna do it on purpose / I’m gonna waste my time / Cuz I’m full as a tick / And I’m scratching at the surface / And what I find is mine / And when the day is done, and I look back / And the fact is I had fun, fumbling around / All the advice I shunned, and I ran / Where they told me not to run, but I sure / Had fun, so / I’m gonna fuck it up again / I’m gonna do another detour / Unpave my path / And if you wanna make sense / Whatcha looking at me for / I’m no good at math

We all make mistakes. This said, when I hear the name Pricewaterhouse, “fuck ups” don’t come to mind. Aren’t they paid specifically to NOT to fuck up? Recently, I thought we’d seen everything… guess again.

As they say behind Donald’s wall, “Oscar no bueno.”

It’s unlikely anyone can shed a warm light on last weekend’s Oscar debacle. All said and done, I must admit the idea of a “mistake” or “mistaken identity” has a Shakespearean tragic twist…

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

I fell deep, through the holes of your eyes / and what I found resembles dark signs / The kind of hell I’m in ain’t enough to keep me down / the kind of hell I’m in just ain’t enough / just ain’t enough to keep me down

Still I cry and I cry and I cry / cause there is no turning back / I said I cry and I cry and I cry / cause there is no turning back

We’re deep into the wintery canyon this year. Last weekend we had more rain that anyone has seen in decades. Before TVD could even post last week’s Idelic Hour, our house went black. Nada power. Hey, it’s not like anyone was gonna call me and to say “Fuck man, I love that song…” Still, it would have been nice to have phone reception—ie: review texts! No hot water or heat for a cold rainy weekend day? Aagghh!

Nope, it was just hard, cold rain. It ended (or just I say came back on) and we carried on through President’s Day. Speaking of—who is celebrating the fucking president this year?

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

cheat /CHēt/ verb
1. to defraud; swindle
2. to deceive; influence by fraud
3. to elude; escape: to cheat death
4. to practice fraud or deceit
5. to violate rules or agreements: to cheat at cards
6. to take an examination in a dishonest way, as by having improper access to answers
7. to be sexually unfaithful (often followed by on)

You’ve heard of the great rock ‘n’ roll swindle? How about the great swindle of ’17? Turning on the news would be very scary save for the fact that we now have VICE News. Who would have thought our rich, Ivy league party pals would make it cool to watch the downfall of the United States?

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

See the drunkard of the village falling on the street. / Can’t tell his ankles from the rest of his feet. / He loves his old laughing lady ’cause her taste is so sweet. / But his laughing lady’s loving ain’t the kind he can keep.

There’s a fever on the freeway, blacks out the night. / There’s a slipping on the stairway, just don’t feel right / And there’s a rumbling in the bedroom and a flashing of light / There’s the old laughing lady, everything is all right.

Grammy week Friday is always a challenge for me. Dig this, although I want the year’s best music to honored, the “view” for me is alienating. I guess being in the music business and having “Idelic” taste does not go hand in hand with having a blast at a Grammy party. I do show up, make a claim, be beautiful, and hand out a few business cards.

Who uses business cards in 2017?

Then there is the weird twist to the Grammy Awards show itself. As a former committee member, I know a huge focus is creating TV with high ratings to draw advertisers. In comparison to the film industry’s Academy Awards, the Grammys lean toward cheesy pop culture and Twitter feeds. This would be unforgivable except that proceeds from the show fund NARAS, who in turn fund Music Cares. That’s a cool thing—Music Cares really helps artists in need. But what about the awards? Why can’t our musical institutions reward talent, beauty, elegance, and grace. Doesn’t anyone have dignity in the world these days? Grandmas do, but Grannies are old.

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Another Friday is in the books and by next week the first month of 2017 will have flown the coup. It feels like the beginning of something. I think the scary question is, “the beginning of what?” To quote Young Fathers’ new song from Trainspotting 2, “Only God Knows.”

So, with this said, all that remains is really tons and tons of stuff. Ha ha! This week I’ve been working hard and listening to music. I realized I’ve managed to not get overwhelmed with politics, Facebook, and the news on TV—and that’s a cool thang.

For this week’s Idelic Hour I focused on skinny chicks and mud—I kinda dig both. Fuck man, after all it rained like hell here in canyon this week. It was likely the biggest storm in last ten years. The power went off for almost eight hours.

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Stayed in bed all mornin’ just to pass the time.
 / There’s somethin’ wrong here, there can be no denyin’.
 / One of us is changin’, or maybe we’ve just stopped tryin’.

And it’s too late, baby now, it’s too late,
 / Though we really did try to make it.
 / Somethin’ inside has died, and I can’t hide,
 / And I just can’t fake it, oh, no, no.

It used to be so easy, livin’ here with you.
 / You were light and breezy, an’ I knew just what to do. / 
Now you look so unhappy, and I feel like a fool.

And it’s too late, baby now, it’s too late, / 
Though we really did try to make it. / 
Somethin’ inside has died, and I can’t hide, / 
And I just can’t fake it, oh, no, no.

There’ll be good times again for me and you, / 
But we just can’t stay together; don’t you feel it too?
 / Still I’m glad for what we had and how I once loved you.

And it’s too late, baby now, it’s too late,
 / Though we really did try to make it. (we can’t make it) / 
Somethin’ inside has died, and I can’t hide, / 
And I just can’t fake it, oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It’s too late baby, it’s too late now darling

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TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

In every dream home a heartache / And every step I take / Takes me further from heaven / Is there a heaven? / I’d like to think so / Standards of living / They’re rising daily / But home oh sweet home / It’s only a saying

Now that we’ve said hello to 2017, let say hello to today—full moon Friday. Mercury in retrograde! Greetings from Laurel Canyon—oh, and by the way, this here canyon is closed. Yes, and in addition to the bittersweet farewell to our lovable and funky prez, it poured and rained and poured. Then a house slid into Laurel Canyon. Talk about your morning drive becoming a metaphor for the future…

Our canyon is closed. Were not cut off from the rest of the world or the city, but maybe that might not be such a bad thing.

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