take these, for these are my podcasts…
Man walks down the street, asks listeners to choose a random show title from a list he’s been curating for quite some time now… maybe it’s his first time around…
It’s called an eclipse. assholes.
(One day late and many dollars short. Apologies. Traffic was bad and then WiFi was dodgy. Enjoy anyway?)
The return of the sub-brand I really wish I did more of… just a semi-solid (half-chub) hour ofdanceable, party-type or party-adjacent music for you.
And you.
And YOU!
I REALLY hope this works as well as it sounded in my head. And Happy Anniversary!
Next year? No Kennedy, I promise. It’ll be a ‘Signal Intrusion’ special. Thanks Max Headroom!
Topanga, however… I’ll keep her. Especially after the Disney sequel/reboot bullshit.
