Join us for a retelling of one of HP Lovecraft's most enduring tales of horror, The Music of Erich Zann. I have examined maps of the city with the greatest care, yet have never again found the Rue d’Auseil. These maps have not been modern maps alone, for I know that names change. I have, on the contrary, delved deeply into all the antiquities of the place; and have personally explored every region, of whatever name, which could possibly answer to the street I knew as the Rue d’Auseil. But des...
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Join us for a retelling of one of HP Lovecraft's most enduring tales of horror, The Music of Erich Zann. I have examined maps of the city with the greatest care, yet have never again found the Rue d’Auseil. These maps have not been modern maps alone, for I know that names change. I have, on the contrary, delved deeply into all the antiquities of the place; and have personally explored every region, of whatever name, which could possibly answer to the street I knew as the Rue d’Auseil. But des...
EP 99. Exit Sandman; or, Party Like It’s 1999 (Unless the Robots Take Over)
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EP 99. Exit Sandman; or, Party Like It’s 1999 (Unless the Robots Take Over)
On July 3, 1999 Mark Sandman, frontman and two-string slide bassist of Morphine collapsed and died while performing onstage in Palestrina, Italy. Ironically a few years earlier he wrote aa song in which he sang about hoping to have french fries with pepper on September 9th of that year. But don't let that get you down. As we approach our 100th episode, we turn back the clock 25 years to the strange, beautiful, and paranoid world of 1999. Clinton was impeached, Napster was born, and peop...
The New Dad Rock
Join us for a retelling of one of HP Lovecraft's most enduring tales of horror, The Music of Erich Zann. I have examined maps of the city with the greatest care, yet have never again found the Rue d’Auseil. These maps have not been modern maps alone, for I know that names change. I have, on the contrary, delved deeply into all the antiquities of the place; and have personally explored every region, of whatever name, which could possibly answer to the street I knew as the Rue d’Auseil. But des...
