Shows
The regular disturbances in the Extremely Gen X Radio signal. New music, long versions, deep cuts, weekend weirdness, and the live show where Mr. Be plays whatever he wants.
The Mr. Be Show
I play what I want.
The flagship live show. Four hours of alternative, new wave, post-punk, grunge, indie, electronic crossover, deep cuts, left turns, and whatever else makes sense once the mic is on.
It is part radio show, part record-store conversation, part Gen X memory lane with the guardrails removed. Expect regular segments, odd connections, personal picks, listener interaction, and the occasional song that absolutely should not work next to the previous one — until it does.
The New Music Hour
Newer sounds that still belong in the signal.
New music does not have to sound disposable. This hour is for current and recent tracks that connect with the station’s DNA: sharp guitars, cold synths, restless rhythms, smart hooks, and artists who sound like they actually meant it.
Expect newer alternative, indie, post-punk revival, synth-heavy tracks, electronic crossover, and fresh songs that can sit next to the older classics without sounding like they wandered into the wrong room.
The 80’s Extended
Longer cuts, deeper versions, and neon after-hours energy.
The 80s were not just three-minute radio edits and shoulder pads. This show leans into the longer versions: extended mixes, 12-inch versions, dance-floor edits, club cuts, and the kind of tracks that needed a little more room to breathe.
Expect new wave, synthpop, alternative dance, college radio favorites, and a few glorious artifacts from the era when everybody apparently had permission to make the bassline go for six minutes.
Storage Closet Weekends
The stuff hiding behind the hits.
The weekend is where the station digs around in the back room. Familiar artists, less obvious songs. Forgotten singles. Album tracks. Lost favorites. Weird little records that still have a pulse.
Storage Closet Weekends is for the songs you forgot you loved — or never got to hear in the first place. It is not obscure for the sake of being obscure. It is where the deeper shelf gets a little daylight.
Fast/Loud
Two hours with the brakes cut.
The guitars get sharper, the drums get less polite, and the station stops pretending it is here to calm anyone down. Fast/Loud is the harder edge of the signal: punk-leaning, alt-rock, industrial-adjacent, heavy, noisy, urgent, and fully awake.
Not just loud for loud’s sake. The good kind of loud. The kind with hooks, teeth, tension, and maybe a little damage.
