The great Jonathan Gilbert—aka, "Weasel"—scored endless afternoons at WHFS
Much of what we endure in the present softens and comes to a mild glow through the wide lens of nostalgia. It's more rare when something vital and urgent in the far past retains its charge in the present. Joyce Carol Oates says that "blood is memory without language." When a recollection stirs us, language vainly tries to translate. So my dilemma: how do I describe the effects on me of Weasel's "Frantic Friday" sets on WHFS in the 1980s, which have retained their charge in my memory.

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Jonathan "Weasel" Gilbert |
Weasel offered me a desperately coveted alternate reality of popular music: Marshall Crenshaw rather than Christopher Cross; Hoodoo Gurus rather than Tears For Fears; the Spongetones rather than Mr. Mister. (He was a great and obvious influence on my own concurrent poor-man radio show at the weakly-transmitted WMUC at the University of Maryland. I had a show for more than three years, nabbing a great Friday afternoon slot of my own by the end, proudly and stubbornly playing pop and retro rock & roll while many of my colleagues spun Skinny Puppy and early Sub Pop, much more adventurous and interesting than me; I wore my narrow-minded badge a bit too proudly in retrospect.) Weasel wasn't afraid to play a current hit—say, Doctor And The Medics' version of "Spirit In The Sky," or the Bangles or R.E.M after they hit mainstream success—but the track needed to cram as many hooks into its grooves as possible. I distinctly remember his crush on the L.A. roots band Green On Red; he'd often play, back to back, two tracks from their 1983 debut Gravity Talks, the title track and "Five Easy Pieces." The problem was that the tacks were separated by another song, so Weasel would just lift the needle to go from track one to three—with the subsequent dead air. Sometimes songs would skip, and the transmitter volume would be yanked down to remedy it, or if a song inadvertently bled into another in an inelegant segue. Such was the ramshackle professionalism by which WHFS worked
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It's hard to describe the excitement of listening to the evolving Frantic Friday sets, Weasel's last of the week. Friday was here and Weasel provided your soundtrack. Characteristic of 'HFS looseness, the Frantic Friday set wasn't ironclad; Weasel might start it at around 4:45, or earlier, and end it close to 5, or later when the next DJ, the beloved "Bob Here," would begin his shift. It felt like whatever Weasel was in the mood to play, he played; your Friday afternoon had an unpredictability to it, so get your drink on and decide where you and your friends are gonna hang tonight. Back Alley Cafe? Cagney's? Your car?
I asked Weasel about the history of the Frantic Fridays sets. "There is no real history," he told me. "Like everything else it simply evolved. In the late 70's when I switched from being an overnight jock to afternoons Friday's just seemed right for that type of party music. And 5:00pm on Friday was the mythical liberation from office drudgery and the beginning of the free at last weekend. And of course the music of Joe 'King' Carrasco, Dave Edmunds, the Beastie Boys, NRBQ, and others were coming out at about the same time period. Like most other sets, I did it one Friday on a whim and got great response, did it again the next Friday and then started to vary it a bit." He adds, in understatement: "Then it became a tradition."
There were a few regular songs in the tradition. The classic set went like this:
Wild Weekend (Rockin' Rebels)
Weekend (Eddie Cochran)
Here Comes The Weekend (Dave Edmunds)
Party Weekend (Joe "King" Carrasco)
A song he'd sometimes slot in to this set was "Thank God It's Friday," a locally-pressed single by the D.C.-area band Harbison, Bond & Goddard:
Thank God It's Friday (Harbison, Bond & Goddard)
"Party Weekend," always the set closer, became the song most associated with Frantic Friday and, I'd argue, with Weasel himself. It was actually my least favorite song of the set, because it signalled the end and because it was a bit overrated to my ears, and sounded too much of the processed era for me, production-wise, especially a later re-recorded version. (I do remember Carrasco saying in an interview once that all he aspired to in his career was to write a song as good as "96 Tears." He didn't manage that, but hats off for such a noble goal.) I first heard the evocative drunken fun of "Wild Weekend" via Weasel (he later replaced this with NRBQ's lesser version, complete with lyrics, from 1989). The fact the standard songs in the set were a decades-old by the mid 1980s didn't matter to the program directors at the station. What mattered were the songs themselves, not units moved or place in the Billboard charts.
In my favorite sets, Weasel rocked a little harder. Maybe he was in an amped-up mood, felt the weekend coming in his marrow, whatever. These were the sets I'd mentally will Weasel to play, the ones I'd groove to cruising down Rockville Pike in Maryland or 16th Street in the District, the night's reckless fun ahead of me, the songs that have settled permanently in my DNA:
Somebody's Gonna Get Their Head Kicked In Tonight (The Rezillos)
She Makes Me Rock Too Much (Switchblade)
Rock You Up (The Romantics)
Sometimes after the Switchblade song he'd drop in Skafish's intense "Wild Night Tonight":
Or this great New Wave kinda-hit from the Flirts:
We Just Wanna Dance (The Flirts)
I don't think it's simply time, circumstance, and nostalgia that have woven these songs together so urgently for me; I defy you to play those tunes in any order and not feel stirred. Switchblade was a local rockabilly band, which was cool. Yeah, "Rock You Up" is corny. But I couldn't (I can't) resist it: the groove, the harmonica, the hooks, the corn, the attitude, the rock & roll of it all. Listening now still gets my heart going. Also indelible are the feelings and memories associated with listening to Skafish's "Wild Night Tonight" on the radio; though the band hailed from Chicago, I will always associate the driving, anthemic song with mid-1980s Washington D.C. culture in all of it cocaine-fueled, Marion Barry-mania, 9:30 Club-rocking, suburb-into-the-city-journeying, 14th Street-hookers hooking, Redskins-winning, "Disco" Dan-graffiti-emblazoned, beer-drenched glory. Raw, exciting, fun times. The Flirts' tune may as well be for me an aural scratch-n-sniff for Reagan-era club decadence. (The good kind of decadence.) Weasel understood the appeal of clubs and bars and also knew that the anticipation of getting there is half the fun. By 1986, Weasel was kicking off many of his Frantic Friday sets with:
Fight For Your Right To Party (Beastie Boys)
And the fun went on. Other songs that he'd drop into the Frantic Friday sets: the Flirts' "Jukebox (Don't Put Another Dime)"; local legends the Slickee Boys' "When I Go To The Beach" and "Life Of The Party"; Dave Edmunds' "Almost Saturday Night"; the Ramones' "I Wanna Be Sedated" and "Psycho Therapy"; the Fleshtones' "American Beat '84"; Grand Funk's "We're An American Band." I'm neglecting many songs, some that came before or after my time living in the area, others that memory's wiped for some reason or other.
"Fight For Your Right To Party" represents Late Weasel to me: in 1988 I left suburban D.C., headed to southeast Ohio and what felt, at the time, as a cultural vacuum. I missed Weasel a lot, and would always try to tune in when I was home visiting. By the mid 1990s I was tuning in less and less as 'HFS became more and more adherent to a corporate notions of Alternative Music, at least to my visitor's ears. Weasel finally jumped ship in 2003, and after freelancing and consulting in radio and the Internet, landed a weekly Saturday afternoon gig at WTMD in Towson, Maryland. I'll be tuning in, and won't be surprised if Weasel channels rock & roll and the power and lure of The Weekend as lovingly as he always has, finding the right language for my stirred-up blood.
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UPDATE: More recently, Weasel's been on the air with Robbie White on the "Forbidden Alliance" radio show on WOWD-lp FM, in Tacoma Park, Maryland. Here's a terrific photo of Weasel behind the boards taken by Washington Post columnist and lifer rock and roll fan John Kelly:
Top photo of Weasel via WTMD Blog For Music People.
44 comments:
Nice Post, I listened to the same Friday shows you did. HFS was a fun listen, I was a big fan of Milo's show and Jim Dunbars sets. There was also a great oldies DJ, I think his show aired on Saturday mornings, I recall him playing some killer stuff.
Yeah, Milo was one in a million.
Love the post! And like many others, the Party Party Weekend song run down was the best! You nailed it here!
Great memories for sure.
And thanks for the plug...hundreds of hours of classic 'HFS available on my blog for download.
Thanks again!
Love it! Playing now as background in my office. I need to put more up as streaming and not just download. Thanks for stopping my my WHFS site at http://naplesgc.blogspot.com.
We'll be back here soon, no doubt!
NaplesGC
I've got a playlist in iTunes of songs that Weasel turned me on to, and often when I hear them I think about him and the station:
I Knew The Bride - Dave Edmunds
Me And The Boys - NRBQ
When I Write The Book - Rockpile
Crawling From The Wreckage - Dave Edmunds
Wrong Again (Let's Face It) - Rockpile
I Knew The Bride (When She Used To Rock N Roll) - Nick Lowe
If Sugar Was As Sweet As You (Rockpile) - Dave Edmunds
Local Girls - Graham Parker & The Rumour
Tell That Girl To Shut Up - Holly & The Italians
Here Comes The Weekend - Dave Edmunds
Discovering Japan - Graham Parker & The Rumour
Cruel To Be Kind - Nick Lowe
Crawling From The Wreckage [Live] - Rockpile
They Don't Know - Kirsty MacColl
A New England - Kirsty MacColl
Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll - Ian Dury
Whoa, I can't believe you just posted this info just a week ago... I'm desperately trying to find and put together a 1980s playlist that starts out with the Friday Party Weekend kickoff songs, and there they are! WHFS provided the soundtrack to my life when I lived in DC from 1978-1987. I'm going to a reunion of my old gang down at Cape Hatteras over Memorial Day and it will blow them away to hear this set list! Thank you, thank you!!
Hey m_g, good to hear! I put this together not only in tribute to Weasel bu also because I wanted the songs all in one place, so I'm glad it's of good use to someone else, too. You'll have the crowd rocking, no doubt.
first in its legendary lo-fi incarnation on Cordell Avenue in Bethesda
Hate to be a priggish-like stickler, but I thought it worth noting that, imho, it was a lo-fi ethos, with relatively hi-fi sound
when I correctly answered "what do the call letters stand for?" at an in-store by Weasel at a Kemp Mill store in Va., Weasel trumpeted (as much as that voice could "trumpet" - " piccoloed" maybe? )
"Washington's High Fidelity Stereo!!"
Weasel has done some Friday nights on 'TMD, or they're doing replays
So a late-life version of Frabtic Fridays remains.
C. Redux !!
I'm with ya, muleboy. I hoped to imply by the phrase lo-fi, relative to 99.1, a less powerful signal, not overall sound quality or production values. I wonder if Weasel was being a little tongue-in-cheek!
J
I missed HFS so much when I moved to Chicago. I was so angry I called the folks at XRT to complain about their choice of tunes. It wasn't their fault, the music was going down the tubes. Bless Camarillo Brillo for putting those HFS shows online for all to enjoy. Life was never better.
Just discovered this post -thanks for the memories. I started listening to HFS in the early 70s, and Weasel was just one of several great DJs - remember Cerphe?
Anyway - around '75 I had an overnight job and listened to Weasel every night. It was unbelievable what he'd play at 2 or 3 in the morning. Country morphing into jazz, some Sinatra into rockabilly, then into Beatles or Stones. Most of the tunes I'd never heard, but kept wondering, "where does he find this great stuff?!!"
Then he'd ask in his weaselly voice, "can anyone guess tonight's theme?" I never could, but someone would call in and know the connection between all the songs.
I've never heard anything like it, before or since.
"I've never heard anything like it, before or since."
That nails it, Don.
Does anyone know the name of Milo's theme music?
Milo's theme was "The Boiler" by the Specials.
Man I really miss HFS!
That's right, I'd forgotten. Thanks, anon.
The Camarillo Brillo shows were posted to megaupload, which was shut down in New Zealand with the complicity of the FBI. Any hopes that the data would be restored were dashed with the news that the servers had been wiped.
I'm reading your remembrance of Weasel's sets while listening to 'Weasel's Wild Weekend' on WTMD in Baltimore. Itunes owes him a debt of gratitude for all the music I've bought listening to his Friday-Evening-Repeated-On_saturday-afternoon show. FYI: WTMD streams too, so take a listen Friday 7pm to 10pm or Saturday noon to 3, every week. I found the late WHFS shortly after it came on the air and shortly after I got my first very own stereo, with which I scanned through radio stations continuously when I was 12-13 (to start) trying to find something I liked when I didn't want to listen to jazz or classical. (Pop simply too junky even for my 12 year old ears!). I was so lucky to be within range of such a great station and remain so lucky to be able to listen to Weasel now, 40 years later. YIKES!!! LOL. Hope others can find him now because of this.
This is awesome! I've been in retro memory mode thinking about Weasel's "Frantic Friday" set all summer! I'm trying to recall THE ORIGIN OF AND whether it was a song lyric or just an audio sound clip of the phrase, "Favorite Pastime of the American Guy... Drunk Again; DWI!" he used to play for a couple years, but under pressure from MADD, was forced to drop. Can you help me?
This post has got me sitting here smiling as more and more semi-forgotten memories float to the surface. And the set list 'Jugdish' posted has me setting up a playlist of all those old favorites, especially the Nick Lowe/Dave Edmunds/Rockpile stuff, (and some Billy Bragg).
You've got a new follower to your blog and I'll be digging into you massive hoard of links to other articles. I enjoy your style and content and I don't know how I've gone this long without ever coming across your writing before.
Take care and thanks again for making me very happy.
Dave Cluster
I grew up in Bethesda in the seventies and want to thank the djs of WHFS for introducing me to music and shaping my tastes towards quality and diversity. The people working there in those years should feel proud of having done something really worthwhile with their professional lives. I can remember pulling over to the side of the road (Bradley Blvd. it was) to hear the end of a song and write down the artist. I still have cassettes of shows from 1976 that sustained me after moving to places with inferior radio. So lots of gratitude, lots. It's not just music that I learned from WHFS but the value of striving for quality apart from commercial considerations.
J.N
Thanks for the memories! HFS was my go to station growing up in Potomac. Hated it when it moved away. In addition to Weasel show (the best) there was another guy after him (I think?) that always had a great speech before he started his tunes. What he said was always captivating and entertaining; I always had to listen to the end. Do you know who I am talking about?
Thanks
Bob (Here)?
A message from Robbie White: "I am a collector of WHFS 102.3 radio programs. I have hundreds to trade. Please contact me at robbinewhite@gmail.com if you have ANY WHFS tapes. I will convert them to digital files at no cost to you. Thank you."
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Cheers!
I think I started listening in around '72 and yes, it shaped my musical tastes from then till now. I do have to put in a plug for WAYE on the AM dial (if you can remember such a thing) -- I listened to that before HFS; it also introduced me to a lot of non-mainstream stuff (such as Bert Jansch, who became a real fave of mine). I moved away from 1974 to 1983 and was so glad to get back to listening then, and of course crushed when it went away. Can you believe, HFS was the first (probably only) place I heard Enya ("Orinoco Flow")! New Age... But that was the beauty of WHFS; if it was good, they played it.
That's exactly right. And there weren't too many places where you were going to hear bluegrass and Syl Johnson's "Ms. Fine Brown Frame" on the same day!
Weasel was great, but how about Damien? Anyway, The Feelies had a song oft played on HFS - a great cover of Gloria (but for the life of me can't remember if it was the Van Morrison song or the U2 song...kinda crucial, ain't it?). I can't find it anywhere online. Is anyone familiar with it?
Hey Joe, thanks for this post. Remember Weasel's friday sets very well as a 'HFS follower from the mid-70's to late 80's. You used to hang out with Bill Appold, right - if so you probably don't remember me but we met a couple of times at various parties. Glad to see your doing well.
Hey sigman, thanks for writing. I did hang with Bill a bit and his buddy Jim Tise. Where did we cross paths?
Bill (and his brother Don), Jim and I were friends from WJ - I'm Greg Sigler - THAT should help. I remember meeting you at somebody's house in Wheaton (I think, it was a while ago lol) and I know we ran into one another at the old 9:30 club once or twice. Did you know John Stebbins?
Stebbins doesn't ring a bell. Undoubtedly we ran into each at 9:30. We probably met at *my* house in Wheaton. Bill and Jim are good friends with my brother, Phil.
That's probably it. A long time ago...good to see you're doing well.
Thanks for reading!
LeRoi Brothers from Austin Texas, DWI
Joe, I just encountered your blog "nosuchthingaswas.com" and loved reading all tbe comments about WHFS and Weasel. I lived in Annandale from summer of 1985 to summer of 1990 and feel most fortunate to have found that radio station and Weasel's Frantic Fridays song medley. Thanks so much for the info and memories.
Little off topic but I would love some help. Does anyone remember a DJ on WKTK (Catonsville, MD) from the 70's named Scott Steffans (sp?)? He was fantastic. I cannot locate him online anywhere. Have tried all different spellings of his last name.
I am listening to a cassette recording from 1993 with the weasel and throbbing Thursday with an announcement of the HFSFestival coming “tomorrow”. Some of the songs on the tape include Living on the edge, new dress, regret, the Guital, senses working overtime to name a few.
I'm just a few days late here, but thanks for this. All the feels.
Good read. That was a trip down memory lane. I woke up this morning somehow thinking about Weasel and Frantic Friday. .....then it spiraled from there with a rush of memories. Girls,music drinking and......I think when I was younger I actually idolized "Mayor for Life MB" Ah to be in your 20's again. I hope Weasel knows how many peoples musical taste were forever influenced by him and HFS.
A wonderful stroll down memory lane. Unfortunately, WTMD has now changed hands and rid themselves of a number of good DJs including, you guessed it, Weasel. Hoping he resurfaces in a better, more stable setting.
Heard that news. Really sad. Hope he returns!
Pretty ticked off at TMD. Their moniker “Total Music Discovery” seems ironic now that they dumped the DJ for whom many thousands of DMV listeners discovered so much music. A pox upon them. This piece on Frantic Fridays swooped me back to mid-80s when I was a sous chef at Reynolds Tavern in Annapolis — we’d crank up Weasel just in time for the set and blast our way into the evening dinner rush, and the party that followed. You Got to fight for your right….
Right on.
I have so many fond memories of 'HFS, but one in particular that speaks to Weasel's genius. Me and a couple of buddies worked one summer cleaning a bowling alley after hours. Our shift began around 11pm. We would thoroughly clean the place, three of us could knock it out in 2 hours. The rest of the evening we would drink beer and bowl, all the while listening to Weasel's artistry. After a few beers, we would call him up and request a tune (Beach Boys, Ronettes or something similar) that was completely out of sync with what he was spinning (Tangerine Dream, Miles Davis, et al). Weasel would chuckle and say you guys are killing me, but then he would get there with a seamless medley of tunes that led right to our request. A master mixologist! Every mixtape, beginning with 8 tracks, through cassette, reel-to-reel and ultimately playlists now, have attempted to capture essence de Weasel. When in the hell is the Feast Your Ears Movie going to be released, or did I miss it?
Yet another killer Weasel story, Garwaine, thanks for sharing! "Coming soon!" (still) promises the FYE website....
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