Ah, Summer. A time when young men and women’s minds turn to thoughts of the impending apocalypse/rapture, to swimming around in existentialism and ennui. Or maybe that’s just Kevin and Taylor. Join the not-so-dynamic duo as they discuss their respective Summers thus far. Road tripping, reading, drinking, whatnot. Oh and here’s the song Kevin was referring to in the ep:
Comedian Kevin O’Shea is many things. He’s a stand-up, he’s a curly hair enthusiast, he’s a man who enjoys wearing button-up shirts one size too small, and he is a lover of The State. No so much the military-state autocracy we find ourselves living in today (right patriots! … I don’t know what that means or why I said it)… but no, no.. the funny State! The MTV The State! You know… Allison, Ian Black, Garant, Holoubek, Jann, Kenney-Silver, Lennon, Lo Truglio, Marino, Showalter and Wain! Doug! “Dip my balls in it!” $240 Worth of Pudding! All the mayhem and wonderment you love and remember!
Join us as we look back at maybe the most punk rock show MTV ever produced. And then we’re all gunna go enjoy some monkey torture.
Why it’s the most family-friendly, wholesome, god-fearing cartoon show ever to grace American television! It’s South Park! Join us as we chat with Scott LaBarbera, owner of the Oriental Theater here in Denver, about Stan, Kyle, Kenny and Cartman and the world of Trey Parker and Matt Stone. It’s time to take acid and head to the Oscars, kiddos!
In case you didn’t know, you can watch every episode of South Park ever right here!
“Wait a Minute! Wait a Minute! You know, this is — excuse me — a damn fine cup of coffee.”
“Let’s rock! I’ve got good news. That gum you like is going to come back in style. She’s my cousin. But doesn’t she look almost exactly like Laura Palmer? …She’s filled with secrets. Where we’re from, the birds sing a pretty song, and there’s always music in the air.”
“You listen to me. While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact is that I am a naysayer and hatchet-man in the fight against violence. I pride myself in taking a punch and I’ll gladly take another because I choose to live my life in the company of Gandhi and King. My concerns are global. I reject absolutely: revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method… is love. I love you Sheriff Truman.”
“COOPER, YOU REMIND ME TODAY OF A SMALL MEXICAN CHIHUAHUA.”
We could go on and on and on quoting from this strange show that can make you tear your hair out with campy acting and terrible music one moment, and scare the living bejesus out of you the next. Join us as we chat with writer Ashley Rogers about David Lynch and Mark Frost’s seminal series and how trading in your childhood books for Agent Cooper is never a bad thing.
What a treat is was to talk to WOMEN comedy‘s Allen Strickland Williams about those great, silly, intellectual pop geniuses They Might Be Giants. Did you learn all about Istanbul (not Constantinople) and the incandescent gas of the sun from your 6th grade teacher or from John and John? Of course it was John and John! You’ve got a birdhouse in your soul like all great people, right? Course you do.
Erik Edborg is the third Buntportian to grace our podcast. Erik can be seen on stage at Buntport Theater kicking ass and taking names. Taylor saw him perform a rendition of Queen’s “Flash” – the theme from Flash Gordon – complete with t-shirt and choreography, and she realized we had to have him on the show.
As usual, we could have talked for many hours more about Brian, Roger, John and of course Freddie. Queen rules, duh, and we enjoyed pointing out that fact over and over again. Get on your bikes and ride!
Our guest comedian Andy Kindler has been in a lot of stuff. He’s had multiple appearances on Letterman, he plays Mort the Mortician on Bob’s Burgers, ‘Andy Kindler’ on Maron, Andy on Everybody Loves Raymond, and perhaps our favorite Arnold Lindenson on Home Movies. What a coup!
Join us as we ramble around music, politics and other topics, mostly hitting upon the Grateful Dead. Is there talk of Pig Pen, Tom Scharpling and The Best Show? Of course there is! This is a meandering episode, kiddos, but isn’t it great to just come along for the ride, maaaaannnn? Let’s just keep truckin’ on.
Ah, jazz. That great American art form that so few Americans know much about… except our guest Twist & Shout‘s Patrick Brown! Patrick loves Miles Davis. He loves everything about Miles but he is the rare dude who got into Miles via his much maligned electronic phase. From 1968-1975 Miles combined jazz with funk, rock, soul, R&B and world music and in doing so he gained new fans and lost jazz purists. C’est la vie de la musique!
You can visit Patrick at Twist & Shout and you can read his reviews at Rateyourmusic.com where he’s written over 1500 reviews! If you scroll down this page you will find several of his Miles Davis reviews.
Josh Androsky is a force with which to be reckoned. He and his girlfriend rolled up to Casa de TTMP after road tripping from Arizona and he was hot on the mic from the get-go! What charisma! What enthusiasm! What a Karaoke machine this man is.
Join us as we discuss the importance of a good karaoke song, how not to be a douche, and whether or not your are worthy of the Joy Dictator’s benevolence.
One of the worst parts about growing up in a small town halfway between Denver and Omaha was obviously a lack of cool shit to do. I never tipped a cow, but I did spend many nights watching concert movies longing for the day that I could see the artists that stared down at me from the posters on my wall. Every few months I would hear about some friends road tripping to a show and try to hop on. The open road, rock n’ roll, no parental supervision. Needless to say my parents never went for it, no matter how many times I told them I was straight edge.
After repeatedly being shot down by my folks, I finally guilted them into letting me go to Denver to see my two favorite bands Green Day and Blink-182 for a once in a lifetime co-headlining show. Not to mention that the opening act on the bill was one of my new favorite bands, Jimmy Eat World. At 16 years old my best friend Cory and I loaded up the minivan, mom and all, and headed west. We ditched my mom immediately at the show, met the drummer for our next band, and the girl that would become my girlfriend that summer held my hand on the way to the merch table, all while feeling 2000 light years away from my real, boring life back in Nebraska. So it felt fitting last Thursday that Cory and I had to drive up to Ft. Collins to see Jimmy Eat World at the Aggie Theater. After a dozen years, it was still just Cory and I on a pop-punk pilgrimage; except this time mom stayed home.
The Aggie is a tall and wide venue that easily could’ve held a stock show and it was packed to the brim for the sold-out concert. Being sort of grown ups now, Cory and I missed all the opening acts and arrived a few minutes before Jimmy Eat World took the stage. They didn’t opened with “Bleed American” like I hoped. In fact, I didn’t even know the song they were playing and neither did Cory. I suddenly realized I probably should have listened to the more recent albums before the show since I dipped out around CHASE THIS LIGHT. We weren’t alone, but the majority of the crowd wasn’t sharing our ignorance.
It was around this time that I noticed a good amount of the crowd looked like people I grew up around in Nebraska, but not the road tripping to shows type of people. They were norms and they loved recent Jimmy Eat World songs. It wasn’t until “A Praise Chorus” that I heard a song that I really remembered. By the time they played “Futures” it was clear this show was not for the aging emo-punks as much as it was the Wal-Mart crowd. The longer they played the more the divide grew and any hope I had for hearing anything off STATIC PREVAILS evaporated.
During “Pain” I made my way down to the pit. As I crossed the all ages barrier I got a waft of a smell I hadn’t smelled in a while. It was sweet and gnarly. It was angst. Near the front I saw a mom taking pictures of her X-handed daughter and best friend. The only difference between these girls and me was gender, a disposable camera, and a mom who left me alone. Even though Jimmy Eat World’s songs have become a bit boring and same-y over the years it is impressive that they are able to cross over many generations of teen angst. Right then all I needed was to hear a song I knew. That’s when the band threw a bone to all the fans that suddenly felt very old and played “Blister” and “Lucky Denver Mint” before closing with “Sweetness” and “Bleed American.”
In the middle of the last song a girl got knocked out by a crowd surfer and the band immediately stopped. Like a class-act, frontman Jim Adkins told the crowd if everyone can’t be safe then they can’t play which was met with unanimous applause. Without missing a beat the band and crowd went right back into the set. For the encore it was a double dose of CHASE THIS LIGHT and FUTURES, until closing with “The Middle” because… you have to.
After 20 years as a band Jimmy Eat World and their music have aged quite well in a state of arrested development. No matter what year it is, 17 year olds will always know what it feels like to be seventeen and Jimmy Eat World will be their soundtrack. The band seemed to know that too, by playing an even and career spanning set for the under-aged kids who came with their mom and those who wanted to remember what having “Xs” on their hands felt like.