take these, for these are my podcasts…
The Friday Night HOUR OF POWER returns… NOW WITH TEETH!
(By the waaaaaaay, I found out AFTER i put this show together that Yves Montand was Italian by birth! Fun!)
If you’re asking yourself ‘which Duane specifically?’, please NOTE THE SPELLING! Come up with your best uneducated guess and then email that guess to yell@yourhost.me
Winners receive nothing. And you really didn’t think I’d use dick for the episode artwork, did you?
An apology and a gift, brought to you by the Society of Unpleasant Gifts. Enjoy, friends & neighbors!
BREAKING NEWS: Shortly after the recording of tonight’s at-the-time untitled second episode of the day, the Mercury Radio Theatre Accent Area was hit with a 4.0 aftershock… thus the title of tonight’s episode.
The original title for this episode was ‘Jesus, Mike, Shut Up’.
BTW, listeners and/or readers: does it bother you that I use the term ‘show’ and ‘episode’ interchangeably? YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH WOOO! is the ‘show’, ‘AFTERSHOCK’ is tonight’s ‘episode’. Tonight, in the above paragraph, I followed the correct naming convention. Sometimes I don’t, so accept my apologies for all the times I’ve fucked it up, and for all the times I will fuck it up in the future.
Jesus, Mike, shut up.
Three things that are seemingly unconnected… BUT TONIGHT THEY ARE… er… or will be.
“Hey, you know, fuck you, man. Any moron with a pack of matches can set a fire. Raining down sulphur is like an endurance trial, man. Mass genocide is the most exhausting activity one can engage in, next to soccer.”
The HOUR OF POWER RETURNS…. NOW… tonight… or whenever you play it through your podcast client of choice!
Yes, ‘RUTS’ stands for something as usual… what is it when each letter of a word stand for another word? Jesus, I don’t care.
