It’s been a long damn time coming, but I’ve finally managed to drag myself out of the shell just long enough to start playing around with podcasting again. The last time was nearly five years ago… not that anyone remembers, of course. Thankfully. The handful of episodes that we managed to produce back then were mostly terrible.
So what is The C-F Radio Random-Ass Radio Show? Put simply, it’s me fiddling with old software attempting to refamiliarize myself with the creative process. So it’s an experiment, the ongoing product of the learning curve I’m on, tossed up here with the barest minimum of editing to the delight and horror of all. Behold!
Right now, it’s silly text-to-speech gimmicks and random clips I have laying around, plus a little music, all taunting me to cut them apart. And that’s probably all the Random Show will ever be – we have other plans beyond these little shorties. If possible, this podcast will eventually become a companion to one or perhaps two others; something to fill the gaps when scheduling conflicts arise elsewhere. Details forthcoming, as are proper feeds and the like. All things in time.
But nevermind all that for now. Check out the inaugural Random-Ass Radio Show sitting right above you! Leave whatever comments you like below… and see what might happen to them next week! Madness!
Are you sitting down? Sit down. Are you wearing a hat? Take it off. Do you have a catheter? Plug it in.
Paul Bearer, also known as William Moody, passed away today. He was 58. This just happened so any exact details of his death are totally nonexistent for now.
Since Paul Bearer was around long before most people’s memories of wrestling characters end, chances are I don’t have to delve too deeply into who he was and what he was known for. But for the totally uninitiated: Paul Bearer was among the best of the crazy cartoonish wrestling managers. Even after the WWE shed most of its comic book stylings, Paul Bearer somehow remained, still clutching that urn.
His final appearance was last year, if memory serves. I had just begun to start watching wrestling again after several years away and the first thing I saw upon returning was Kane randomly locking Paul Bearer into a meat locker. Why? I dunno. Reasons. Some things just never change.
Sure, I’ve given up on rambling about wrestling on this blog[ref]…for now. Consider yourselves warned.[/ref] in favour of simply observing from a safe distance. But it’s hard not to sit up and take notice when someone like Paul Bearer dies. He’s one of those guys we all sort of knew, whether we gave up on wrestling a decade ago (wise) or never watched to begin with (even wiser) or still consider it a guilty pleasure (that would be me.)
It’s a shame that Paul Bearer won’t be around to induct The Undertaker and Kane into the Hall of Fame someday when their careers are finished. For that matter, if the WWE has any common sense, they should fast-track Bearer’s own candidacy to this year’s class. I doubt there would be any objections.
I guess now we’ll never find out exactly what was in that urn. Unless it was just an alternate for The Great Muta’s lamp.[ref]Well, probably not.[/ref]
Rest in peace.
via WWE.com (and everyone on Twitter who used to like wrestling in the 90s.)
Blink and you’ll miss it: there was a 15-second teaser for the new Daft Punk album during the last episode of Saturday Night Live. Oh. You blinked and missed it, didn’t you. Or SNL isn’t your thing. That’s okay; I’m sure The State will return any decade now.
Whether you caught it or not, here it is again looped for ten minutes in grand old YouTube tradition. If you’re crazy like I am you’ll no doubt leave it on in the background until the as-yet untitled fourth Daft Punk album drops in May.
Maybe I can hook this up to an old boombox and walk around with it on my shoulder. Y’know. Get that trend going again.