Coup d’etat! Coup d’etat! It was 1984 and Repo Man was in the theaters, a couple of them anyway. The suburban United States suddenly became aware of a little!-->…
How Heavy is Your Record Collection? You can measure it a couple ways. Raw weight. Number of Slayer albums. Quality vs. quantity. This is all really just an!-->…
The Fine Print in the Social Contract. Just cause we’re introverted malcontents doesn’t mean we’re not on our second-best behavior when we’re out in public.!-->…
Excuse Me, Can I X-ray your Xylophone. We’ve both been back to places we might have come from to revisit our roots, and all the while you think you’re finding!-->…
Caring Carers Who Care. We can all agree that it’s much better to not care than to care, but sometimes you have to, and more specifically, sometimes you have!-->…
As Punk as Kettlebells and Scented Candles. When you’re just a pimply-faced teen trying to establish yourself as an iconoclast and quite possibly a voice of!-->…
The Struggle is Surreal. We want everything to be easy, but if everything comes easy, it doesn’t have a lot of value. So we need some struggle but still hate!-->…
Pivotal Moments in Dirt Bag Development. In a deterministic universe, there are no surprises. From the moment we emerged from our mothers’ wombs we were meant!-->…
Our Current Tally of Major Awards. So far we have zero Webby, iHeartRadio or People’s Choice podcast awards, the same total as George Clooney. Also no!-->…
For Our Next Trick, We’ll Need a Volunteer. We always say we’re doing the only things we know how to do, but that’s a cop out. We could be carpet salesmen or!-->…