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The Musical Testament

Goal PostsThis is a musical testament. "Our station," adds Sterling Poe, who saunters in with a beach towel jabbed into her ears, "was wenched out of Gabriel's resurgent drive to build an empirical soundscape which more clearly defines reality for himself than any of those other failed venues he has tried, and as such, works to inform and organize his own schematic born of experience, note for note, thought for thought, near and ancient, detourning all media products sold to him as the defining matrix of his life, as a citizen, as a fan, as a writer and broadcaster, reconstructing them as his own mental DNA."

"Of course, this mystified model of the musical life as one's dominate experience is inherently flawed, imperfect, incomplete. But it patches neatly into his original concept of himself as a passionate observer of his own scrappy world trapped in unobliging flesh and disinterested time, brokered only by those crude artistic energies driving him toward the final regurgitation. That's where Fatz comes in."

"While music and literature, when interpreted jointly, is the primary force he transmogrifies, reinvents, infuses with that patented uncontainable Fatz Bullwinkle joy, gluttony sustains the art of genre consumption and thus, still leaves something unsaid, undone, unprocessed. The particular task of recreating a unique and interesting juxtaposition of tagged influences helps identify the relationship, in this case, created between a solitary man and his chosen arts while still wearing the mantle of an unrepentant fan, but yearning for an escape from the addiction, a queer product of his own inaudible past cross-dissolving into the barely audible momentum of a non-specific future. And he chooses to expose others to that dynamic crucible, so that the conquering, the overcoming, the transcendence of middle and muddle may someday begin..."

"That's right," adds Fatz. "Radio Scenewash represents that peculiar, self-identifying cascade of critical choices, random culture-driven influences and other swirling consequences spirited into that crucible of impulse addictions absorbed since my own youth."

The threat of global extinction compels the question. Who are we as Americans? Are we satisfied with ourselves and all our possessions as others starve and die? Our inner life based mostly on an outer one? Our transient good looks? Our precious decomposing books? Are you and I as Americans striking back at something so complex we just can't put a name to it? Need a consequential edge? Already boast one? If you find yourself drawn to us, carry on, for you are revolutionary patriots, born of an age that needs you. If you are the RIAA you may try and pull the whole damned wonderful plug on all us petty nickel and dime broadcasters out here still buying and preserving our beloved music. But we are soldiers, sir...

...reporting this very hour for Revolution Number 9, marching among the scorched roses and pandemonium poses of both fair and foul populations, among their prophets and their peacemakers. Revolution Number 9 has arrived with brigades of burning angels flaming the fives, giving voices and more choices to the next generation of citizen, long may they run.

Icarus Tull says, "Give us your ears and your minds. In turn, we'll eventually pitch you something you can hit out of the park." Crisply sinister Icarus is from Philadelphia and likes to eat his vegetables raw and razor thin only to gnaw on dead men's bones for hours afterwards. He is also left-handed, the oldest of four brothers and four sisters, decidedly anti-revolutionary, but lurking here on the swill just the same. Usually works into the first five minutes of an initial conversation with a stranger that he was created on the third day by R.F. Laird's 1991 literary sensation " The Boomer Bible".

But Fatz insists on hammering home the point. "America is clearly broken, but she deserves a conscientious mending, not imminent destruction, as some would have it. It's time to understand that America and the west is under seige by an imperialistic cult held together by many deceivers, great and small. Blaming America for the whole planet's sins real or imagined solves nothing while ignoring her very real enemies from within and without, very determined enemies basking in their own sins and evil intentions. Further up this long road leading to utopian bliss you can bet the next boss won't be as good to you as this old boss has been. Look around the globe, MAN. Study the situation without blinders, right-wing or left. Fact is, we must each do all we can within our own personal orbits to tame this unquenchable beast now preying upon both the strong and the weak among us or that same beast will devour us without apology. By streaming a few hours from the Radio Scenewash "no holds barred" broadcast, you open a sanctuary for that new poly-American poly-universal patriot, that indigenous patriot who knows the difference between zero and nothing, myth and misfit, worthy noise and worthless glory. It is our belief that a "healthy" Americanism is yet our best bet to thwart the ever-threatening global holocaust predicted by many cultures from the past.

"Our airwaves are priceless treasure worth prying free from the corporate invaders' tightly gloved fists. We, the so-called mushy middle classes always in flux must now become increasingly radicalized as compassionate but responsible centrists who dare voice our repugnance for the pros and semi-pros fueling the well-established fighter jets of the Left and Right arrogant classes, that is to say, the established political classes, who rape and pillage the earth, its people, its hopes and in the bargain, contaminate the only genuine path into the future."

"We can brace for the next aggressive wave of gonzoid American politics to be conducted, or we can wave goodbye to the opportunity. It's always time to GET INFORMED about the world you desire even as it is constrained within the world you fear. As a practical matter, read more about the Internet broadcaster's struggle here. While some may despise our mixing the myriad of musical genres we will broadcast, others may loathe the emergence of politics in one form or another in "nearly" every song, but we have no choice. Life is dangerous. Life is sacred. But it's a political world. The Radio Scenewash Network is a piece of history, a personal soundscape. But it is just one man's past. Trust no one. Trust yourself. Do what you do, know why you're doing it, because you're the [only] one, the one who must pay the price of relevance with your own words, actions, calculations, and drifting...for we are witnesses, ear close to the tracks where ignorance and virtue suck on the same straw, witnesses to the knowledge that within the calculus of blind luck and inveterate losses, GOD (Whatever and Whenever) rules with a flaming sceptre! I am but a straw man. Yet wasn't it Jim Carroll who remarked that "rock-n-roll is the pied piper leading to the apocalypse..."

"When Gabriel was a strapping lad flocking among other strapping lads and bolder, older women, he fronted an imaginary punk band called G.O.D. - a band that tore up the mole hills and monkey halls he found himself serving without regard to sycophancy or pride, an activity which repeatedly got him banned from both the DC under- and over-worlds in the race to conformity that always leaves its mark on the forehead. Hence the evolution of this website's idea of the radical middle, the progressive centrist. The remnants and residuals of Gather Or Divide still inform our fighting spirit (nee Thomas Paine's Common Sense and Age of Reason). This radio station and web site exemplify the notion that all spectacular ambitions get what they deserve once flipped, complete with ugly but fascinating battle scars to prove one's participation in the only history that truly counts - your own. Right? You've got figure it out yourself, but the double-edged blade severing the past from the future has never been static in swing, and now that it's aimed sharply at you, the audience, take in a mighty earful and then give us a shout to let us know how we're doing...

RSN Vault Boasts Over 18K Tracks & Counting

Our Original BannerWith over 18K tracks, each screaming, winking, grumbling, laughing, yelling, moaning, whimpering, whistling, cooing from 1927-2013, "Choose me, choose me!" there is never a dull moment in the RSN studio.

The Radio Scenewash Network was launched as a work of the heart at 11:02 PM on Jul 2, 2003 with a guarantee of 40-plus hours non-repeat play 24-7-365 of music for the new American patriot until the plug was finally pulled in financial ruin on June 15, 2009.

Gabriel Thy worked under the DJ name—Fatz Bullwinkle—from the start. With a heavy emphasis on social calamity, political, philosophical, punk, goth, industrial goth, with smatterings of classic rock, old country & western, folk, earl rock & roll, plus other odd melodic choices, RSN's most notable listener type was frequently a European who stayed whole days at a time for weeks even months before moving on.

Gabriel Thy

Why Radio Scenewash?

Support Digital RadioHistory rarely whispers, except backstage where it belongs. It screams, long, loud, gut-wrenching, soul-blinding screams. Then roars forth in silence, abrupt like sleepers who fall deaf to the sand, gone as quickly as a three minute song. Then creep more whispers. So, we defy our conscience, linger a little longer for more. Need a few tips for listening (in an interview with the SWORG cast)..but we finally realize it's been an awesome first few months on the air as we continue to welcome new "big chunk" Radio Scenewash streamers every day from the five awakening counter-civilizing continents, for better or for worse.

Tip one. Joining the Broadband Internet Radio Revolution is an AWESOME EVENT, and hacks quickly past all the blood and guts chatter circulating among the manifesto lads. Grass roots radio is a natural byproduct of our razzmataz consumer-soaked society, and we're booting up for the ultimate challenge.

Two questions. Can fan broadcasting survive? Why Radio Scenewash? Answers. Yes, and because. Because we're a loose group of frank and forceful multi-media artists ripped from the headlines of our generation. Because we're steady, unbegrudging soldiers of that frank art. Because we're grounded here in Washington, DC, where heads of state roam, and states of head rock. Because DC is also home to the filthy lucre legal squad lot of the RIAA. Because we broadcast freely at our own cost to anyone in the whole wide world with 64kbps of bandwidth muscle with a pulse to match that muscle. Because we OWN or BORROW every bit of music we broadcast. Because we rock and roll with HISTORY!

Tip Two. Kick the Scenewash Project URL here and there to anyone who can pass muster on the challenging nature of our broadcast," growls an irritated Fatz, nursing his rotting left jaw.

Gabriel Thy

Welcome to RSN's Music For A Slaughtering Tribe

Music For A Slaughtering TribeThe Radio Scenewash Network was launched on July 2, 2003, and billed as Music For The New American Patriot. We feel the Patriot was still in its freeform infancy, when the plug was pulled in June, 2009. Having already programmed some 40 plus hours of no repeat metal, rock, punk, industrial goth, hip hop, r&b, ska, folk, electronic, some jazz, news reel, and spoken word material drawn from the 1920s forward, the bulk of airplay however is devoted to 70s-80s proto punk and its older siblings, where melody and beat meets lyric, history meets timelessness, and new classics crystallize with every juxtapositionrequire for six years, we have missed the thrill of digital broadcasting, but it does require cash for royalties, bandwidth. Our tastes are eclectic, and we much prefer mixing it up to mimic the thrash and bromide of the REAL WORLD in conflict and resolve, thus mirroring the stoneground soundtrack stomping through the blood-washed stalls of our own bittersweet heads than genrewalling. Don't delay. Grab your own adjectives. Tune into the Scenewash legacy today. Meanwhile, we digitize, we realize, we sound the charges of rock-n-roll disguise. Peace and ramparts...

So, as we build this web site to capture the history of our listening pre-RSN era, during the hey day, and post-RSN, we look forward to resurrect the radio station in bringing you our most charismatic tracks suspiciously dubbed—Music For A Slaughtering Tribe.

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