Posts Tagged ‘Sunglasses After Dark’
Maybe it’s due to a lengthy week, with a lot of mileage in it. Maybe it’s due to the weather, which went from hot and humid to rainy to seasonally-appropriate. Maybe it’s because I drank a can of FourLoko last night, got spectacularly drunk in a very short period of time, and then immediately crashed at 10:00pm.
Who’s to say? All I know is that there’s a shorter set of tunes than usual, but they’re absolutely rock-solid.
Ah, yes — the joys of recording a podcast while the washing machine sloshes above and the dehumidifer hums below. Apologies for any segments of the podcast where my voice is washed out. Recording in the basement on a Sunday morning isn’t the quietest place to get things done.
And we’re back. Not only has it been a hot minute since the last podcast (May?! Really?), the site’s been kind of dormant. I mean, it’s 100% my doing — we’ve had some scheduling switches at work, the wife and I’ve been doing a bit of traveling, and I’ve been knocking out a lot of writing for other places.
I’m going to consider myself a vaguely-successful writer, being as how I’m too busy writing for other people to have anything left for this little corner of the internet. Check out reviews and interviews at The Fast Pitch, The Runout, and Starburst Magazine — there’s everything from pop-punk to local television to film scores. It’s a blast, but I’ll try and get some more book stuff and vinyl coverage here as I can.
The annual “whoops, I forgot to replace the turntable stylus when it was sounding weird and now it’s busted” podcast. It’s a very specific episode where I have to dig through the hard drive and see what interesting stuff hasn’t yet been raided for a show.
It’s fun, and while I’m fairly certain a few of these tracks have been played in the past, the show turned out really well, so I don’t care. If I can’t repeat the occasional track over the course of 100+ episodes (and nearly five years), I don’t know what I can do for you people.
It was a panicked podcast host earlier yesterday morning, upon the realization that his turntable stylus was going out, and there was no way he’d be able to dig into any of the new vinyl he picked up during Record Store Day last weekend. What to do?!?!
Then he remembered that he’d totally switched up the last episode at the eleventh hour, and so had an entire show’s worth of trakcs already in the can. Thus, your Monday morning entertainment was saved, and your host didn’t have to come up with something last-minute and frantic.
Not even kidding — I spent about two hours digging our records, recording tracks, and getting everything ready for this podcast. Then I came up with this idea and thought it was so fucking cool, I had to do it right away. So, What we have here is the shortest playlist the podcast will ever see. It’s four epic songs, sort of suitable for a rainy spring night where the weather’s going all kinds of sideways.
Will it rain? Will there be thunder? Might we have to take shelter?
DOOM! COME THE DOOM! ALL SHALL PERISH!
Um … yeah. So. I did this as a radio set once, with the idea that it all had to be rock songs longer than 8 minutes — no electronic music, no jazz. It was a little more varied than this, but then I had four hours to roam free.
Tomorrow is April Fools’ Day, so I spent the weekend putting together a plethora of strange and interesting music for you all. For whatever reason — be it feeling better or just the obscure nature of the tracks requiring some explanation — I ran my mouth pretty much constantly throughout this episode. My apologies for that.
You can rest assured that everything is Dr. Demento-eque, if not actually demented. I avoided using noisemakers, but certainly managed to pull together a wide swathe of weirdness, and managed to not pull from any of the good Doctor’s compilations this time.
On a positive note, the plans for a mellow, introspective series of songs were scrapped in order to bring you this swampy brew of anger and depression. I’m not sure how I managed to make Ghoul and the Louvin Brothers work in the same podcast, but I’m assuming codeine had somethign to do with it.
Many apologies for the fact that you can barely understand what I’m saying in this week’s episode. I’m sick as a dog and my voice is pretty much gone, which stands in brilliant contrast to the totally blasting music that dominates this installment of Sunglasses After Dark. But seriously, the fact that I was able to maintain some sort of coherence and avoid devolving into a barrage of coughing makes me prouder than anything I’ve done in ages.
Enjoy the study in opposites and prepare your ears for a full metal assault.