The degree of difficulty for tonights show? No George Jones.
YOU: But Your Host, it seems as if there are eleven songs on this episode… YOUR HOST: God damn right, there are.
I am done lying to you because I know you are tired of me lying to you. Stick around for a treat later.
The answer is ten, by the way. But tonight’s show features eleven songs. It’s all so very confusing.
We haven’t had a new show in almost a month and its been even LONGER since we’ve done an ‘Artist Spotlight’… And no, this isn’t a July 4th Celebration kinda show, because I don’t give a damn about this country… all I care about is sex and booze and pills. It's true. Ask Jim O'Rourke.
It's a bunch of softball dads hanging out, drinking beers and bourbon and listening to music, and it's completely heteronormative behavior, asshole. It's our Prom, damn it, and you're all gonna get pregnant tonight.
That would make this episode a sprint!
Tonight we share two fantastic hours of music with my mom, who didn’t send one fucking request in… REALLY MOM? ON MOTHERS DAY? NO REQUESTS? Guess I am winging it as usual! AND I’M GOING TO BREAK FORMAT!
Let’s celebrate this holiday every cuatro years, ok? Adios! See you in 2030!
Tits. They love tits. And beer and video games. And being left alone, mostly. AND GOOD MUSIC!
