Bloodrock was a shitty rock band that did a horrible death song called "D.O.A." about the last painful thoughts during and after a plane crash.
No need for me to take note of the "Jody" thing; that was rejected and I've dropped the topic.
Nothing "mighty" about Mike Curb, though I did get smatterings of applause when I sang "The Candy Man" at a gay karaoke bar in D.C. last weekend.
Wow, somebody's wearing the crankypants!
Obviously, my "mighty" Mike Curb comment was ironic -- he was a classic hypocritical Repug.
We got a July 1970 show last year, but not the very first one.
ETA: TANC, I just started listening to one of those "Marshmallow Dimension" podcasts at WNYU.org, and one of the songs on this show (from 2/23/09) is ... Bloodrock, "I'm a Dier Not A Lover" (!)