Last week, Mötley Crüe singer Vince Neil got into a fight with Nic Cage. It’s the kind of shit the Internet eats up, at least until the next thing to hold our shattered attention spans arrives six hours later. Growing up a fan of “the Crüe” (did my insistence on
First things first, Shawn F. visiting the show and Garry Shandling passing away are unrelated: I simply wanted to include both elements of the show in the title. It’s not like the man entering our studio was the fulfillment of some ancient Indian curse that doomed poor GS. For
Co-host Pete and I pay a visit to Staten Island, aka Shaolin Land, home to the famed Wu-Tang Clan. And, with any visit to Staten, comes multiple trips on the Staten Island Ferry (coincidentally, a nickname I derisively called Pete for the entirety of the trip), which is a free,
He was like a Brando that could throw a punch. The Muscles from Brussels. We tried to use the terror attacks in Brussels to remember the great things about that city. Since we are uncultured dolts, our list began and ended with Jean-Claude Van Damme, aka The Muscles From Brussels.
This episode is a love letter to Major League, a favorite film of mine as a kid and one I finally got to see on the big screen this weekend. Why is Major League so damn good? You’ll have to listen to find out (preferably after clicking the link above
Marrying young is a mistake, and I do my best to spread that wisdom whenever possible. So, when co-host butters mentioned that two friends of hers were getting married at 23 AFTER STARTING OFF AS FUCKING HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS, MEANING I REALLY DOUBT THESE TWO HAVE EVER HAD SEX WITH
Before my right-wing friends think this is going to be some liberal jackathon, it ain’t: I believe that, way more than any shadowy agenda, Hollywood is way more greedy than racist. So, if it’s market forces that are creating a lot of what people find racist in Hollywood, is there
Co-host Pete spent the weekend getting loaded at the Music And Gaming Festival (MAGFest), a local event where video game nuts of all stripes hang out, get loaded, and pretty much treat it like an 8-bit key party. Through Pete’s recollection of the weekend, be a fly on the wall
While the name “Eden Center” suggests a new-age retreat or maybe a cult where the bedding of the underage is not only tolerated but encouraged, it’s actually a Vietnamese mall a few miles outside of DC we have mentioned in passing on the show a few times previously. Well, Pete
We start with a tribute to Maurice White of Earth, Wind and Fire, who died right before the recording. If you’re expecting anything in-depth, don’t: I’m a honkey in my mid-30s, meaning I can name three EW+F songs and have banged to none of them. But we do our best.
The start of 2016 has been a bloodbath for interesting artists. David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Glenn Frey, Jon Lovitz…it’s just all been bad news. Co-hostess Butters and I cover what we thought of each (passing judgment from our mighty tower of podcast triumph) and I also give my thoughts on
Can you imagine if Making a Murderer was an investigation into the death of Lemmy Kilmister? Now THAT’S entertainment! Alas, the two articles in the title are unrelated, meaning we first mourn the passing of one of rock’s great singers, then get to our latest Netflix addiction: Making a Murderer
Unlike every other suburban white kid, I wasn’t raised to worship Star Wars. Which means, despite my paunch, beard and glasses, I don’t really give much of a shit about the release of The Force Awakens. Co-host Pete Maybe tries to tell me I’m an idiot for this, and we
Last week, Amy Schumer took a photo for the Pirelli Magazine that couldn’t be more unflattering if it tried. Tons of people (our dear co-host Butters included) have praised it as brave and beautiful. And, while I agree it’s brave to put out a horrid photo of oneself, when it
Terrestrial radio fucking sucks. That sentence both random and vulgar without context, so permit me to elaborate: There was a time I loved radio. As a kid, my local “guy talk” station, WJFK, started my day with Howard Stern and gave me Don & Mike in the afternoon. It was