Tag: Two Hours
YYYYW: Kautiously Optimistic
Our first health scare of the year and we didn’t even make it to the Super Bowl yet.
Don’t worry, it’s not kancer… or even cancer.
Yet!
YYYYW: Yet Another New Year’s Steve
Tonight we celebrate past ‘New Year’s Steves’ such as Perry and Winwood and we crown a new one… so let the black smoke rise as this Conclave has concluded.
Oh and fuck 2024, and fuck U2 as well.
YYYYW: Never On Time
I’m back. And late with this show but also early, somehow, as well. And I am a liar.
YYYYW: Sans Oates Show
It’s not that I have anything against John Oates personally – I mean I have the dude’s autograph… it’s just that he didn’t fit with tonight’s show is all.
Again, nothing personal, John. Keep Rockin’.
YYYYW: Rekalibrate
Just making some small adjustments here… so relax, assholes. But also enjoy the show!









