Dain Daller drops by KRUU while visiting famsterdam in F-Town to lay down a few mo' shows fo' sho in the Boiler Room. Imagine bottling the colors of your mind. The rest, as they say, is his story.

Listen in on dat today at 10am from dah guy who started out on a bike mailing in cassette tapes and now sends 'em in from his New Mexican solar-powered handmade from scratch earthship hacienda--FROM sunbeams TO sunbeams--direct to your golden earlobes.

Why, you ask?

Because God has a plan and No Fi is the man.

Pity the man who doesn't understand, regardless of his gamut's span or his gender, m'am.

Why should I, you ask?

Because you can, Stan the Man. And you can take that to the bank of America on a horse with no name, Uncle Spam. Giddy up, said the wolf, eyeing his hostess's twinkies sheepishly... but that's a whole 'nother story, as they say in polite company and who has time for that? To pare a phrase from the Beastie Boys: "Now shut up and listen!" Have a nice day and thanks for shopping Hogwart.