HURRY UP PLEASE IT’S TIME
At my back in a cold blast I hear these words echoing from ear to ear, but it can’t be helped. In order to complete our textually deviant reading of T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land, my co-host and I required an extra week of research (one must be so careful these days) plus two marathon sessions in the Riverside recording studio (Unreal). After that came the editing, which I confess I finished earlier today (something o’ that). It is therefore only now, one week late, that I am able to present to you, in a flash of lightning, the complete pod. Clocking in at 4:41:08, it is our longest ever (Dayadhvam). I hope you will consider it to have been worth the wait, but dry bones can harm no one and I can connect nothing with nothing. So if you didn’t get your fill of Old Possum in S3E10, or even if you did—yes, you, hypocrite content-consumer, mon semblable, mon frère!—press play above and waste away even further. And fear death by water, of course. As always, please like, share, subscribe, and comment—even if it’s just to say Twit twit twit! Jug jug jug! or Weialala leia! Wallala leialala!
Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
Show Notes
“O O O O that Shakespeherian rag”:
If getting wasted with us is not enough for you, Tomek recommends the following commentaries:
Thus spake Osho:
The Next Text
Selections from Fernando Pessoa’s The Book of Disquiet (with special guest Steve Wasserman)
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