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Because getting old can suck sometimes (but it's still better than the alternative...) From the album "Off Brand."

We had a lot of fun making this song for the Dr. D compilation album! We love Dr. D! As Jax says in the song, he bought us tacos. That's awesome!

A Goth-Folk ditty, about being dirty. "Stripped Mix" available exclusively at the FUMP. Dizman - Acoustic Guitar/Vocals/Lyrics Keymaster - Programming/Mixing/Production Written by Chris " Dizman" Grice.

Peeping Tom

Mother nature wants us dead. Some of us more than others. From the album "Off Brand."

Legends of Godiva: Part 5Surviving a Viking camp is not easy.Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Godgifu found Cnut sitting by the stream, absentmindedly throwing rocks into it with a sour look on his face. She walked to his side and rested her hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry;" she said quietly."Why the Pindsvin sorry?" Cnut said quietly, "Afraid of Cnut the beast? Think he cut off the Pindsvin face for arguing with Cnut? You think easy? Be king to three countries?""And some of Sweden;" Godgifu added. "No; I don't. Half the time I can't deal with Coventry, much less Mercia. No; I meant I was sorry for assuming the worst about you. I only knew about you from stories told by people angry and hurting about what they had lost in war. After all that, I didn't even want you to be a man, much less one who's; well, goofy and likeable," she said, sitting down next to him."Not likeable. The Emma; she not like Cnut," he said with tired resignation."Look, if you say another woman's name during sex, of course she's going to be mad;""No. The Pindsvin not understand. The Emma not mad. The Emma not like Cnut. The Leofric say 'everyone like Cnut,' but the Emma; no," he said, throwing a pebble into the water."Well, what have you given her to like?" Godgifu asked, pulling a blade of grass out of the ground and putting it between her thumbs and blowing, making a loud screeching squawk sound. "What I mean is, you were in Coventry just a couple hours, and you got Sir Hulgar to like you; and he doesn't like anybody," she said, bumping his elbow with her shoulder."We play dice;""So, you spent some time with him, doing something he likes to do? Okay; when do you spend time with Emma?""Cnut king of three countries; spending time difficult. Give her good fuck. She even make the squirrel sound with good fuck, but then turn away after. Not talk. Not make the spoons. Just take the candle and the feather and scratches the paper with the ink and cries. The Emma not happy, not like Cnut. Maybe she think Cnut beast, too.""So, now you're going to Torksey so Leofric can tell her that, despite you saying Aelfgifu's name during sex, you're not fucking her anymore? Your plan is to prove the Emma's wrong to be upset and that you're right?" Godgifu asked."Yes. Tell her Cnut is right, good husband;" he said, his voice trailing off until he sighed heavily. "This; not good plan.""Nope. Telling us we're emotional and wrong about feeling something is pretty much going to go very badly for you every single time. You know what's a good idea?" she asked. Cnut glanced over at her uneasily. "Bringing me along with you," she finished."The Leofric; he not like this idea. The Pindsvin is small; break easy," he said, throwing a larger stone into the water."Yes, and the Leofric also won't tell you when you have bad ideas. I will. Bring me along, keep me safe somewhere and I'll help you win over the Emma. No problem. Everything fine," Godgifu said, imitating him and earning a scowl from Cnut."Pindsvin; you know Cnut not think 'everything fine' when he say 'everything fine,'" he admitted."Yes, Sire. Leofric knows, too. He just won't tell you so. He's too nice. He'll just help you anyway and probably get himself killed. Then, you would have an even bigger problem than no Emma," Godgifu said."What problem then?""Me.""Ah," Cnut said. Then, he stood and slowly pulled his tunic up and over his head, revealing a tanned and toned torso, bulging with muscles, so ridiculously gorgeous and perfect that Godgifu started laughing aloud. Knowing exactly the affect he had on her, Cnut grinned, threw his tunic at her, shucked his pants, and waded into the water to wash himself."Leofric! Help! I need to come again!" Godgifu laughingly yelled through the trees, watching Cnut bathe."Dammit woman, I'm currying Harold!" Leofric yelled back. "What happened? You were just supposed to apologize, for God's sake!""I am Cnut!" the King announced in explanation, causing Godgifu to burst into giggles. "Leofric! The Pindsvin comes with us to Torksey! Help us to win the Emma!" he yelled."What?" Leofric said, quickly running into the clearing. "Sire, that's; that's not; I mean; perhaps we should consider; it might not be;""The Pindsvin come! I am Cnut!""Don't I get a say in any of this, Sire?""See, I told you," Godgifu said, gesturing to Leofric. "He's too nice. You need me." She stood and pulled Leofric's tunic over her head and threw it down at his feet."Well, why does he need you?" Leofric asked, exasperated."I am Pindsvin!" she yelled happily, running naked into the water.Cnut, Leofric and Godgifu scouted the camp at Torksey, a fertile swath of land close to the banks of the River Trent. Numerous shelters and lodges lined the rough paths of the Vikings' army's winter home. Smoke came up in several places, no doubt from fires stoked by metalworkers that were melting down items stolen from England's holy places.Much to their surprise, there was also a small, but steady, stream of people approaching the camp. Cnut explained that it was known that many English towns nearby did business with the winter camp, but he never heard tell of numbers that would explain what they saw today. Everyone funneled toward a single entry point, where they would relinquish their weapons, submit to inquiries, and hand over a sum of money or goods before being allowed into the camp.Godgifu whispered to the two men crouched over where she lay behind the bush, "All right, so the plan is, I get in line, go in there and tell them I am a maid you sent to Emma, and then I talk with her and try to get her out of there;""No. That is not the plan. You're staying safe here at the ca;" Leofric said, frowning down at her, only to be interrupted by the King.Cnut grunted in agreement. "Yes. Plan very good. And the Pindsvin not say about when Cnut spray seed on numsen;"Godgifu looked over her other shoulder to Cnut and rolled her eyes, "Why on Earth would you think I'd tell her about you coming on my ass? Honestly; you think that we'd just be chatting about court or hairstyles and I'd just blurt out 'Oh, by the way;""No. You won't be chatting with anyone about anything because you will be here;" Leofric said, tugging her braid to turn her head toward him. Godgifu tugged her braid out of his hand, turned back to the King and raised her eyebrows, waiting for the answer to her question.Cnut held up a hand, effectively covering Godgifu's entire face, "Cnut knows the women. They get together. They say all the things," he said darkly.Leofric growled in frustration, "Diva, stop ignoring me. That is a Viking camp. Do you have any idea what they do to people, much less to someone like you?"Godgifu clenched her jaw and shook her head, "Leofric, you know I should be the one to go. I speak the language and I'm not, well; you two. If you two go and they recognized Cnut in there, they might hold him hostage and there's not a lot of people in the Witengamot that would pay to get him out. You can't go because you look exactly like every guy that's been fighting them all this time and they'd probably kill you on sight. Nobody ever worries about me because I look like a little;""Pindsvin; hedgehog, yes," Cnut said absently, patting the top of her head while squinting at the line of men entering the camp."So; what do I tell her to get her to leave?" Godgifu asked, worriedly watching Leofric rise angrily and stalk back to their camp."Tell her Cnut is here," he said, shrugging as if saying the obvious.Godgifu snorted and rolled her eyes, "Well, why would that make her leave the camp? You go off to another country after saying the wrong name when you were having sex and all of a sudden she's supposed to jump for joy when she gets a summons from you? No. You need to soften her up a bit. Be nice. Remind her of the good times. Like, what did you say when you asked her to marry you?""Not ask. Treaty. Treaty say 'Marry Cnut and promise not kill the Emma's Aethelred children. Send them to France. Not-dead children love France. Chalk cliffs. Good cheese. Everything fine.""Oh, dear God, you've really been leaning hard on this good-looking thing, haven't you?" Godgifu grumbled under her breath."I am Cnut;" he said, shrugging."Yeah, you are Cnut; and the Cnut is handsome. But, you know what? If you want to stay married and be a good king, you've gotta work harder than that. You've had it easy because you're tall, gorgeous, rich and powerful. Problem is, you're no longer trying to get a woman to bed, now. You're trying to make your wife happy and that's a completely different thing. A woman might get stupid once or twice about a handsome man, but unless you build more than that, she'll only hate herself more and more every time she gives in to you. Orgasms only make you happy for so long. Not-dead children living in another country aren't a good basis for a marriage, either. It doesn't give you a lot to talk about. I wish Leofric didn't hate the idea of it so much. He would know what to say," Godgifu said, glancing back to the grove of trees where Leofric had disappeared.Cnut grunted, "The Leofric has good words. Good words; ugly face.""Shut up!" she said, slapping his shoulder, "He's not ugly! He's just bruised. Don't be a jerk!""Why the small women always smæk big men?" grumbled Cnut scowling and rubbing his shoulder. "What Leofric say to win grumpy Pindsvin?" he asked.Godgifu thought for a while and smiled, shaking her head, "Not a thing, actually. In a situation where most people would have said a whole bunch of wrong things, Leofric just stayed quiet and close and invited me choose whether to talk to him; and it made me want to. He red me perfectly. That's what you need to do. Emma needs you to notice her, to enjoy her; to see what makes her happy." Godgifu sighed, looking up the trees to where Leofric had disappeared in the distance. She hated to do this. She wished there was another way."So, what makes the Emma happy?" she asked, poking Cnut in the hip with her elbow to draw his attention away from the camp.Instead of looking down at her, he kept his eyes fixed on the rough looking camp and sighed. "Not Cnut," he answered simply."Well, fine. I'll talk with her and get her to you, but just think about what I said, because making this woman happy just became your biggest challenge," Godgifu said.Cnut grunted in agreement and handed her a small pack, strapping it on her back and across her front in a way that seemed odd, yet comfortable. Looking back to the camp, she squared her shoulders, trying to be braver than she felt. "Okay;" she said, coughing to cover for her throat tightening in fear, "I'll come back as soon as I can. Tell Leofric; tell him; you know;" she said, wiping away the tears that started falling down her cheeks.Steeling herself, Godgifu started off for the Viking camp, but found her progress hindered when her feet left the ground. "What are you doing?" she squawked, as Cnut lifted her over his shoulder by her waistband and returned to the grove where Leofric had gone."The Leofric ready?" Cnut said, casually hanging Godgifu's kicking and squirming body from a branch on the tree and securing the strap around it that he had wrapped around her body under the guise of securing her pack.Leofric turned from Harold to Cnut, his face a mask of confused relief. "She's; not going then?""Pindsvin easy to catch when think she get her way. You not know this? Why work so hard?" Cnut said, casually ducking as Godgifu's foot grazed his ear. "She watch from here. Know her Leofric safe."Leofric nodded, glad Cnut couldn't see the fury in Godgifu's eyes. Leaning in and hoping she didn't take a bite out of him, he murmured, "Watch us. If anything goes wrong or if we don't come back by morning, go back to Coventry and tell Sir Hulgar what has happened. Tell no one who supports the Witengamot, just Sir Hulgar," he said, brushing Godgifu's hair back behind her ear."How am I supposed to do that? Loosen these straps. Cut me free. He's tied me up here like I'm going to be spit roasted," she hissed."How is it that treason is always the answer to every problem you come across? After we're gone, use the knife you're trying to wriggle out of your sleeve. You'll be free in 20 minutes. Now, give me a kiss for luck;" he whispered. Godgifu's lips trembled, unshed tears filling her eyes. Finally, she nodded and lifted her face to his. Expecting trouble, Leofric pecked her lips quickly and just barely dodged a head-butt from his future wife.With a glare of annoyance, Leofric reached behind her and pulled the hidden knife out of her sleeve, throwing it to the ground out of reach. Then, purposefully, he ran his hands over every inch of her body, removing three more weapons before he finished with her. "You come back," she said, wriggling against her bindings. "You come back, Leofric, or so help me I'll; I'll do the most dangerous thing I can think of; and then I'll keep doing dangerous things until I can join you again," she vowed.Leofric only smiled, took her face in his hands and kissed her tenderly, coaxing her lips with his until he felt her soften and kiss him back. "What did I do to deserve you?" he asked, smiling and pressing his forehead to hers."The Leofric was punishment for the Pindsvin tax debt! Come!" Cnut shouted, starting down the hill toward the camp. Leofric sighed, kissed Godgifu one last time, and took off to join the King.Godgifu watched the two men stride downhill and join the line of people waiting to enter the camp, slipping a length of thick wire out of the cuff of her tunic, careful to avoid the serrated edge carved into one side and began sawing away at the leather straps binding her to the tree. Her eyes never moved from the two men casually joining the line of men waiting to join the camp, trying to read their body language, drawing any possible meaning from the slightest gesture.Just as the men reached the front of the line, Godgifu cut through her bindings and climbed onto the branch to which she had been bound. When it was their turn to enter, Cnut spoke briefly to the guards. Then, he nodded to Leofric, who reached into his pack for a pouch; probably the money they were charging for admittance to the camp. Leofric handed the pouch to Cnut who passed it over to the guards. They were in! It was working!Then, Leofric turned toward her, his face lit up by the golden setting sun, and smiled. Godgifu almost raised a hand to wave to him; and then he sneezed. Leofric had done nothing more exciting than sneeze, when suddenly, as Godgifu watched in horror, the guards started shouting and sacks were thrown over both Leofric and Cnut's heads as the men protested, their hands were bound behind them, and they were dragged away kicking and struggling."Watch us. If anything goes wrong or if we don't come back by morning, go back to Coventry and tell Sir Hulgar what has happened;" Leofric's parting words echoed in Godgifu's mind. She had no intention whatsoever of heeding them, but having his voice with her was a comfort as she crept through the darkness around the edges of the Viking camp.Godgifu was accustomed to sneaking around unseen. After years of sneaking out of the castle, past servants and Sir Hulgar's watchful eye to rid herself of the veils she had to wear and put on the comfortable dress that she wore as Lady Godiva, she could easily melt into shadows or walk through lit places and be mistaken as someone else. These skills served her well as she prowled the cold marshes surrounding the encampment, watching and learning.She had seen the men drag Leofric and Cnut toward an area where numerous boats had been pulled onto the land and prepared for wintering. Had they been killed? Why would they have been brought to such a place? It didn't look like anyone spent much time out here with the boats. Most of the camp's population preferred the warmer areas where the metalworkers' fires burned. After searching the boat area, the only thing she saw was a disgruntled man arguing with himself as he carved a knife handle out of a piece of bone.Frustrated, Godgifu took to watching the occupants of the camp instead. Most of the men were engaged in some form of metalworking. Some were sorting pillaged items according to their metal into piles, where they would be moved to different areas of the camp to be broken into pieces and melted into coins or ingots by the ever-burning fires. Slaves were everywhere. Mostly boys and young men, though there were some women, as well. The most menial tasks were reserved for the male slaves: feeding the fires, carrying non-precious items around. The female thralls were most often seen sewing or cooking food, when they weren't regularly being pulled into a shelter to service one of the Vikings.From what Godgifu could tell, when they weren't counting their plunder or forcing themselves on their slaves, the Vikings mostly argued with each other. It appeared the camp was made up of several disparate groups of Vikings from different areas in Norway, Sweden, and Denmark. The languages were all somewhat similar, and because Godgifu spoke Danish, she was able to understand most of what they were saying. As for why they were arguing, it was surprising how petty it all was.Apparently two enormous blonde men, Hafdan and Gorm, were at odds because Hafdan used Gorm's favorite cup without permission and dented it when Hafdan came to blows with Toke over the proper lyrics to the song "Orm's Bloody Stump." After knocking Toke unconscious with the cup, Hafdan won the argument, but sadly the exceptional cup was irreparably damaged, in Gorm's view.Skarde told anyone that would listen that Leif's campsite was encroaching on his campsite. He ended his rants by pointing to a large rock marker he had placed at the border between the two shelters, promising that anyone who dared to touch it would be smelted along with the copper. Godgifu also saw Leif emerge and nudge the rock over a touch when Skarde had gone back inside his tent.Bjorn was despondent after burning half his beard away while playing a smelting prank on Balder. Apparently, the smelting prank involved a comical explosion of sorts, which killed Balder's favorite bed slave, as well as leaving half of Bjorn's beard charred away. Balder was insisting that Bjorn pay for the loss of his bed slave, and Bjorn was insisting that Balder should cut off half of his own beard first. Balder, for his part, did not appreciate Bjorn's logic.Most of all, the Torksey Vikings argued about something called "hnefatafl." Godgifu didn't understand the word, but it appeared it was a game involving many pieces on a board. It seemed to be like chess, but with one player starting with their pieces clustered in the middle of the board and the other player's pieces surrounding them.Godgifu learned that the Torksey camp was having a hnefatafl tournament, which explained the steady stream of people entering the camp after paying a fee. What she also gathered was that the tournament was not going well. Apparently, all the Viking groups that populated Torksey had different rules for playing hnefatafl, and because there was no recognized leadership among the different groups, the tournament that was likely intended as an enjoyable diversion for the colder weather had mounted quite the death toll amongst them. Indeed, it was rare that two Vikings of different bands would sit down at a hnefatafl board and it wouldn't end in blows or bloodshed.None of this explained why Leofric and Cnut were bagged and dragged away at the main entrance to the camp, but Godgifu hoped that an explanation and news of their welfare would come in time. Considering that the Vikings had no problems with maiming or striking each other dead for the slightest infractions, the fact that Leofric and Cnut were not killed immediately was actually encouraging. Godgifu had no doubt that if the Vikings wanted them dead, Leofric and Cnut would be dead.It was in a tent-like shelter on the outskirts of the camp that Godgifu found Queen Emma. Unlike the other shelters, it appeared somewhat cleaner and even more telling were the cracks of light between the walls of the tent by someone using candles inside. Gathering her courage, Godgifu waited until she would not be seen, and then crept up to the opening in the tent, where a soft voice could be heard muttering English in a vaguely French accent. "He roughly clasped her slender frame in his manly arms, shocking her untested virtue with the passionate, throbbing heat of his turgid;""Um; my Lady?" Godgifu whispered loudly.The voice fell silent, the occupant obviously pretending that no one was there. Godgifu would have found the situation amusing, if it weren't also so serious. "My Lady, I need to speak with you," she pressed.Silence."My Lad

A creator of FuMPy music's life is an eternal tug-of-war between our desire to be good at music and our desire to obsess over the videogames, anime, and other nerdy hobbies that lead us down this dark path. Nerd Regrets is an ode to one of those sides losing. As I spend more and more time trying to master the craft of playing geeky music, I have spent less and less time immersed in the geeky cultures inspiring the music. It is a litany of failure in under two minutes

From the Damn Skippy reissue!

Fluent Fiction - Norwegian: Sunny Connections: Building a New Life in Oslo's Vigeland Park Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/no/episode/2025-08-21-22-34-02-no Story Transcript:No: På en solfylt dag i slutten av sommeren, var Vigeland Park i Oslo fylt med liv.En: On a sunny day at the end of summer, Vigeland Park in Oslo was filled with life.No: Trærne strakte seg mot himmelen, mens solen kastet myke skygger over de berømte skulpturene.En: The trees stretched towards the sky, while the sun cast soft shadows over the famous sculptures.No: Sindre gikk sakte langs de buede stiene med Balder, den trofaste labradoren sin, som snuste nysgjerrig på hvert hjørne.En: Sindre walked slowly along the curved paths with Balder, his loyal Labrador, who sniffed curiously at every corner.No: Sindre hadde nylig flyttet til Oslo, og denne morgenen føltes stille og fredelig, akkurat som han foretrakk det.En: Sindre had recently moved to Oslo, and this morning felt quiet and peaceful, just the way he liked it.No: "Kom igjen, Balder," mumlet Sindre mens de ruslet videre.En: "Come on, Balder," mumbled Sindre as they strolled on.No: Det var Mikkel, hans svært entusiastiske nabo, som hadde fått ham til å utforske byens grøntområder.En: It was Mikkel, his extremely enthusiastic neighbor, who had encouraged him to explore the city's green spaces.No: "Du må ut og møte folk," hadde Mikkel sagt med et smil.En: "You need to get out and meet people," Mikkel had said with a smile.No: Selv om Sindre ofte satte pris på alenetid i naturen, visste han at han trengte å knytte noen bånd i sin nye tilværelse.En: Although Sindre often appreciated alone time in nature, he knew he needed to make some connections in his new life.No: Mens de gikk, møtte Balder plutselig en annen hund på stien.En: As they walked, Balder suddenly encountered another dog on the path.No: En energisk Border Collie pilte rundt, pelskragen dansende i vinden.En: An energetic Border Collie darted around, its fur collar dancing in the wind.No: "Luna, ro deg," kalte en kvinne med et vennlig smil, som løftet blikket fra hunden sin.En: "Luna, calm down," called a woman with a friendly smile, who looked up from her dog.No: Ane, viste det seg, var en travel veterinærstudent med et hjerte for dyr og liten tid til annet.En: Ane, it turned out, was a busy veterinary student with a heart for animals and little time for anything else.No: Men akkurat nå så Ane Luna og Balder leke, og hun smilte bredt.En: But right now, Ane watched Luna and Balder play, and she smiled broadly.No: Sindre, varsom etter tidligere skuffelser, ble fascinert av Ane og hennes genuine glede over de firbente vennene.En: Sindre, cautious after past disappointments, was fascinated by Ane and her genuine joy over the furry friends.No: "Det ser ut som de blir venner," sa Sindre forsiktig og betraktet hundene som lekte.En: "It looks like they're becoming friends," said Sindre cautiously, observing the dogs playing.No: Ane lo.En: Ane laughed.No: "Ja, det gjør de," svarte hun.En: "Yes, they are," she replied.No: "Kanskje vi skal ta en kopp kaffe mens de leker videre?En: "Maybe we should have a cup of coffee while they keep playing?"No: "Sindre, litt overrasket over seg selv, nikket.En: Sindre, a bit surprised by himself, nodded.No: De satte seg ved et nærliggende kafébord, med utsikt over parkens fargerike hager.En: They sat down at a nearby café table, with a view over the park's colorful gardens.No: Over kaffekopper, delte de historier og latter.En: Over cups of coffee, they shared stories and laughter.No: Sindre åpnet seg om sin flytting til Oslo og om lengselen etter å skape nye forbindelser.En: Sindre opened up about his move to Oslo and his longing to create new connections.No: Ane, på sin side, delte sine bekymringer om å balansere studier, arbeid, og sitt ønske om et sosialt liv.En: Ane, in turn, shared her concerns about balancing studies, work, and her desire for a social life.No: "Det høres ut som vi begge har utfordringer," sa Ane stille.En: "It sounds like we both have challenges," said Ane quietly.No: "Men kanskje vi kan hjelpe hverandre litt?En: "But maybe we can help each other a bit?"No: "Sindre, som kjente en varme han hadde savnet, smilte bredt.En: Sindre, feeling a warmth he had missed, smiled widely.No: "Jeg tror det kunne vært hyggelig.En: "I think that would be nice."No: " Solen begynte sakte å gå ned, og kastet et gyllent lys over parken.En: The sun began to slowly set, casting a golden light over the park.No: De avtalte å møtes igjen, klare for å støtte hverandre i det som ventet.En: They agreed to meet again, ready to support each other in what lay ahead.No: Med fornyet mot til å møte byens og livets mangfold, innså Sindre at han kanskje ikke trengte å gå veien alene.En: With renewed courage to face the city's and life's diversity, Sindre realized that he might not need to walk the path alone.No: Ane følte seg tryggere på at hun kunne finne balansen, med vissheten om at hun hadde funnet noen som forsto.En: Ane felt more reassured that she could find balance, knowing she had found someone who understood.No: Sammen, under den varme Oslo-solen, begynte de å bygge en ny forbindelse, en som kunne romme begge deres drømmer og utfordringer.En: Together, under the warm Oslo sun, they began to build a new connection, one that could accommodate both their dreams and challenges. Vocabulary Words:sunny: solfylttrees: trærnestretched: strakteshadows: skyggersculptures: skulpturenecurved: buedeloyal: trofastesniffed: snusteenthusiastic: entusiastiskeexplore: utforskequiet: stillepeaceful: fredeligencountered: møtteenergetic: energiskdarted: piltecollar: pelskragencalm: rogenuine: genuineobserving: betraktetsurprised: overrasketfurry: firbentestories: historierlaughed: loset: gå nedcasting: kastetgolden: gyllentaccommodate: rommechallenges: utfordringerdiversity: mangfoldreassured: tryggere

One MUST have a parody of a Proclaimers song if one is to return to Scotland in the summertime... so now I do! Music: Charlie Reid and Craig Reid Lyrics: SG. Timothy J Weber, Niamh Bagnell Guitars, bass, drums, keyboards, vocals, arrangement, production: SG Vocal: Timothy J Weber Backing vocalizations: Timothy J Weber, Niamh Bagnell, Esme Davis From my new album which you should totally buy, "The Artist Eventually Known As Somebody You've Heard Of" at www.stevegoodie.com!

Tisdagens Börslunch tar tempen på hälsovårdssektorn som hamnat på efterkälken. Är det dags för en vändning nu? Vad kan driva upp sektorns värdering? Flera hälsovårdsbolag har även rapporterat i dag. Förvarssektorn däremot, har höga värderingar och aktier som rusat under året. Dagens gäster är Anna Jakobson, förvaltare på Alfred Berg och Fredrik Warg, chef rådgivande förvaltning SEB.Programledare är Elin Wiker och Gabriel Mellqvist.

Disclaimer: Minor spoilers for games in the Balder's Gate series This week! Liv gives Jeremy her recommendations on board games for folks who enjoy TTRPGs. From long form campaign games, to D&D style board games, to the stress of introducing the ADHD enemy of games - a timer! Check out Liv's recommendations here: Gloomhaven - ⁠https://cephalofair.com/pages/gloomhaven⁠ Decent Legends of the Dark - ⁠https://www.fantasyflightgames.com/en/products/descent-legends-of-the-dark/⁠ Betrayal Legacy - ⁠https://www.board-game.co.uk/product/avalon-hill-betrayal-legacy/⁠ Betrayal at Balder's Gate - ⁠https://www.board-game.co.uk/product/betrayal-at-baldurs-gate/⁠ Lords of Waterdeep - ⁠https://www.board-game.co.uk/product/lords-waterdeep/⁠ Eldritch Horror - ⁠https://www.fantasyflightgames.com/en/products/eldritch-horror/⁠ Unfathomable - ⁠https://www.fantasyflightgames.com/en/unfathomable/⁠ Mountains of Madness - ⁠https://www.board-game.co.uk/product/mountains-of-madness/⁠ Twilight Inscription - ⁠https://www.fantasyflightgames.com/en/twilight-inscription/⁠ Inhuman Conditions - ⁠https://www.robots.management⁠ Ultimate Werewolf - ⁠https://beziergames.com/products/ultimate-werewolf⁠ Blood on the Clocktower - ⁠https://bloodontheclocktower.com/buyAlso - did you miss out on our first

For the FuMP's Tribute to Dr. Demento, I wanted to write an original song about what the good Doctor's show meant to me, and how it has influenced pretty much my whole life. I wouldn't be writing and performing comedy music, I wouldn't have the friends and relationships I have, and I wouldn't be where I am, let alone who I am without his show and his influence. So thank you Barry...all of this is your fault. And I mean that affectionately. Lyrics and Vocals: Insane Ian Music: "Pico and Sepulveda" by Felix Figueroa and His Orchestra, as covered by Power Salad, and then sampled by Trevor Morgan

It's finally here! Fruits of the Smogberry Trees: The FuMP's Tribute to Dr. Demento is now available in the store, and this is the closing track. Members of The FuMP got together to write and record new verses for the all-time classic song "Shaving Cream" by Benny Bell, and got special permission to include Benny's own vocals in this song from a special appearance he made on The Dr. Demento Show in the 1970s. Music, background vocals, and production: Chris Mezzolesta Vocals and new lyrics (in order): Benny Bell, Insane Ian, Carrie Dahlby and Alexann, the great Luke Ski, Bonnie Gordon*, Tom Smith, Devo Spice, Carla Ulbrich, Worm Quartet, Power Salad** *Lyrics by Devo Spice **Lyrics by Benny Bell, mostly Special thanks to Joel Samberg.

There are certain people whom we'd rather not interact with daily but must, usually not by our own choice. This is for them. From the album "Off Brand."

Hi. Spaff here. Some kids want to grow up to be President or cure cancer. My goal was to get a song on the Dr. Demento Show. I listened to it faithfully every Sunday night, often with headphones so my mom wouldn't overhear songs like "Making Love in a Subaru." In the early 2000s I somehow convinced Robert Lund, a Salt Lake radio personality, to record some of my song parody ideas, all of which I immediately sent to Dr. Demento. On November 28, 2004, he played "I Want Some Plastic Surgery for Christmas." I was giddy. Robert and I have since collaborated on over a hundred songs, and Dr. Demento has played a number of them. I remain giddy. So here's another. It's a tribute to Dr. Demento via a list of songs from the days he hooked me. (Needless to say, he has played countless more effing awesome comedy songs in the intervening years, some of which were created by the people reading this.) It's a parody of "Ripple," a song the Grateful Dead wrote and recorded in 1970, the year Barret Hansen became Dr. Demento. Pass the claret to me, Barret! May you forever stay demented. ~~~ CREDITS: Turns out Robert owns mandolins (plural) and has played them his whole life. Also he sang and played guitar and produced this recording. "Ripple" has lyrics by Robert Hunter and music by someone named Jerry Garcia. Dr. Demento brought all of these comedy songs to our attention, and the legendary titles listed here are the brain children of their various legendary parents. BUT I DID EVERYTHING ELSE.

A musical plea from teachers, before the school year begins

The Disney+ "Star Wars" TV series titled "Andor" recently finished its 2nd and final Season to much well deserved critical acclaim. I, the great Luke Ski, a fan of the "Star Wars" franchise since the first movie was released when I was 3 years old, very much enjoyed this series set in the years leading into the events of the film "Rogue One", which itself was set leading into the events of the aforementioned 1977 movie. That said... ...there was something about this show that set it apart from other "Star Wars" movies and shows of the past / since, and something that happened in Season 2 (or more accurately didn't happen) that really underscored that difference. So I decided to write this sketch in which droid K-2SO asks Rebel Captain Cassian Andor an important question that I felt was left unanswered by the series. Editing, Mixing, and Mastering - Imperial Sound Supervisor Chris Mezzolesta Much love and respect to - Alan Tudyk, Diego Luna, Tony Gilroy, and the writers, cast, and crew of "Andor" PS: To Alan and Diego, if you ever wanted to take the script for this sketch (click the 'lyrics' button to find it) so you two could perform a reading of it live at a convention event or something, you have my permission and eager encouragement to do so. I also threw together a quick VIDEO for this sketch, which is here: https://youtu.be/gDgjf3wmnxY

This is a song I wrote in response to Ainsley Seago's suggestion that we needed a Schoolhouse Rock-style song and video about the work that insect taxonomists at the USDA do to keep America's natural resources safe.

A song about building a business from the bottoms-up. Written and Performed: Dino-Mike Trumpet: Sean Billings Produced, Mixed and Mastered: Bob Emmet Cover Artwork: Chuck (@vv3spa)

Someitmes in life, you gotta aim high. Brand new music from the Belle Isle Rats! This is the first of 7 songs from our new album "Men of a Different Age," which come out next month! (August 2025). As usual, the Belle Isle Rats are Mike Renneker and Tom Saloka.

Her: Where should we go on our first date? Me: Let's go to a nice sunny park and have a picnic. Her: Sounds great! Me: They also have a petting zoo-type thing that's a pen full of Nazis you can beat the crap out of. Her: Fun! You bring the sandwiches. I'll bring the bats. Psst -- Don't forget to join Team Philogelos to be the first to hear my new songs and comedy, plus get a ton of behind the scenes and stuff from my vault.

A kinky thing happened on my way to a Comic Con. I met the smooth-talking reprobate Kirk St. James, and we co-wrote this song. Luckily, cold showers are the norm this time of year anyway! Superheroes get all the glory, but fans need love too. Or maybe geeks just need to use a few superpowers of their own (that could get them arrested in public). Bad Beth and Beyond: vocals, acoustic and electric bouzoukis, bass Kirk St. James: vocals Stephen Randall: drums Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Lewis D'Aubin at the COG Secret Lab, Harahan, LA

The so-called 'religious right' proves once again that it is neither (religious or right) by embracing the Big Ugly Budget Bill, demonizing immigrants, and countless other hallmarks of Trump's agenda. (I did a version of this song 7 years ago, but history keeps not only repeating itself but getting worse, so it was time for an update!)

It's just one of those fun summer songs about taking a vacation with your family ... while on LSD. Special Guest: Mike Bolly of "2 Sleeps" on Guitar. Music by: Dead by 28 Vocals/Lyrics/Bass : Chris " Dizman" Grice Keyboards/Programming/Production: Shawn " Keymaster" Shaheen Session drums by Maria Delos Black 13 Recordings. WeHatePublishing@BMI. Special thanks to Mike Bolly, Maria Delos, The FUMP, your Mom, and LSD.

A song about a special kinda love, for a special kinda person.

Oh good! Another song about oldness! Music: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe Words, guitars, keyboards, bass, drums, vocals: SG Tuba: Timothy J. Weber Helpful suggestions: Niamh Bagnell From my new album which you should totally buy, "The Artist Eventually Known As Somebody You've Heard Of" at www.stevegoodie.com!

I wrote this before I knew there were a couple of other songs by the same name, lol. This is what could happen if you're a man going around naked outdoors. Probably best to not freeball outside it during mosquito season! Please Follow and Subscribe at YouTube and IG (@kurplunkmusic) for new funny videos! Most songs from the new album can be heard (and seen!) at our YouTube channel plus behind the scenes content. Video for this song - https://youtu.be/eZVUyMQ7fW8?

All I have are gargoyle friends.

Hey meatbags! Another 365 days have gone by. Do you know how long that is in machine-cycles? No? Figures. Well, let me state it in terms that you will understand with your measly meat-minds. lead vocals: drumbot backing vocals: OTTO-TUNE drums: TR-808 synth solo: ID10T arpeggiations: Proctor Silex Recorded automatically at the burned out shell of C.O.G. Secret Lab, Harahan, LA, Nuclear Summer 08x42

This is a tragicomic country number about breaking a bong, and throwing it away. Apply all the hidden messages you'd like. (C)2025 Box Office Poison Records Written, performed, produced, mixed by BFC Donkey Hotay Music (BMI) Mastered by Michael Fossenkemper - TurtleTone Studio NYC Art by Rochelle Carr Studios

Dating your ex's sister.

This is my own take on Johnny Cash's "Man in Black." A bit of context here....In previous incarnations, performing as Powered BY Satan and later as Flibbertigibbet, I let it all hang out in a low budget devil suit, often in redface, with horns and basketball sock codpiece. I was, and forever will be the Man in Red. So what goes through a middle aged scientist's mind as he finds himself once again standing in an inch of ick in a toilet stall of a low end venue struggling to squeeze his middle aged ass into unwashed red leotards for zero pay and mimimal groupies. THis song explains it.

Carrie Dahlby texted me and said "I HAVE AN IDEA FOR A SONG FOR YOU!" And two days later, here it is. Cause it's like timely and stuff. And hey, there's a video below! Music: Kendrick Lamar Words, accordion, bass, percussion, vocals, arrangement, production: SG Tuba: Timothy J. Weber Very clever and timely idea: Carrie Dahlby

Song that seems trashy on the exterior but is all lovey dovey deep down. Additional musician- James Cudworth, bass and lead guitar

A tribute to Dr. Demento, recorded for his 84th birthday and recorded at his birthday party! A duet, written and performed by Carla Ulbrich and Bill Larkin Recorded live by Luke Ski Remixed by Carla Ulbrich Lyric content suggestions: Jeff Morris

Prez Like Me (parody of "Friend Like Me" from Aladdin) On one thing we can all agree... You Ain't Never Had A Prez Like Me! Lyrics and Singing: Joe J Thomas Copyright 2025, Joe J Thomas, Joe's Dump, Joe's Dump (JoesDump.com) All Rights Reserved. Not A Quinn-Martin Production.

Monty Python fans rejoice! I've stolen another one of their songs! But I did it for a good reason -- Barret Hansen's birthday! That's right, our pal Doctor Demento had another birthday in April (they always seem to happen in April), and I wanted to make a silly gift for him. So I did! And you can find it on my new CD, "The Artist Eventually Known As Somebody You've Heard Of" at www.stevegoodie.com! Music: John Cleese and Eric Idle Lyrics: SG and Niamh Bagnell Piano, keyboards, guitars, bass, percussion, whistling, sound effect, vocals, arrangement, production: SG Horn: Blueberry Voice over: Barret Hansen

Now, I'm not known for doing political songs but when Lauren Loomer called the new pope, Pope Leo XVI, a "WOKE MARXIST POPE", and then several people online (most notably Schmoyoho on Twitter and LouisaTheLast on BlueSky) said you could sing that phrase to the tune of "Pink Pony Club" by Chappell Roan, I knew what had to be done. Originally released as a shorter version on my TikTok, YouTube, and Instagram channels (as well as my Patreon), after popular demand I now present you all with the full version. Enjoy.

Since I'm quite certain the Venn Diagram of people who watch White Lotus and the people who pay attention to the FuMP is basically a circle, I'm pleased to present a White Lotus fan song. IYKYK. Parody of "Escape (the Pi?a Colada Song)" by Rupert Holmes. Lyrics and vocals by Carrie Dahlby. Mixing and mastering by Jace McLain.

A song for my favorite character from the Dungeon Crawler Carl series by Matt Dinniman. It was written and recorded after reading Eye of the Bedlam Bride, but before This Inevitable Ruin (if that's something you needed to know.)

~~~ TL;DR: It's an updated remake of a Beastie Boys parody about Dr. Demento and Whimsical Will. ~~~ One of the most iconic 'Side 1, Track 1' songs in the history of Generation X is the first song on the legendary 1986 Diamond Certified debut album by the Beastie Boys "Licensed To Ill", titled "Rhymin' And Stealin'". ... Far less iconic is the great Luke Ski's 1997 Certified Plastic sophomore album "Shadows Of The Bunghole". For that album, I had the oh-so-clever idea to begin the album with a parody of "Rhymin' And Stealin'", with the gag being that if someone put the disc in and started playing it, another person nearby hearing the album start would be fooled into thinking the album playing was "Licensed To Ill", and then when the first sound bites and lyrics dropped, they would be overcome with a feeling of jocular bamboozlement. Whether or not that ever occurred in real life is unknown and assumed not ever have actually happened. After nearly 2 years of finally being able to listen to "The Dr. Demento Show" on the actual radio, I felt the need to pay tribute to the show, to Dr. Demento (a.k.a. Barret Hansen) himself, as well as the weekly purveyor of the "Demented News" on the show, "Whimsical Will" Simpson. So that led me to make a parody of the aforementioned Beastie's song, titling mine "The Doctor And William". I call this type of song a 'forced parody', in which there is no clever wordplay or other logical or parallel connection between the original song and subject matter being discussed in the parody, making it obvious that the author (in this case, me) just REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted to parody THAT SONG about THAT SUBJECT despite the fact that it doesn't make any sense to do so intellectually. So, having copped to that, I still really liked what I did with it, with my other MCs making up my Beastie parody trio being J. Styles (Jason Stahl, best friend since the 4th grade) and DJ Skrabble (my brother J.T. Sienkowski). The good Doctor never played this track on his show, but Whimsical Will did report on the song during the July 6th, 1997 edition of the Demented News. 27 years later, an impending celebration of Dr. Demento's birthday made me think it would be fun to give this track an update and perform it live at the celebration with the help of some friends. So I commissioned Professor Shyguy to make a new backing track (and also mix this final studio version), so that I, the great Luke Ski (doing the King Ad-Rock parts), along with Devo Spice (MCA) and Tony Goldmark (Mike D.), and also along with the chanting assistance of Chris Mezzolesta of Power Salad, Insane Ian, and ShoEboX of Worm Quartet, performed it for Dr. D. to the jocular bamboozlement of everyone in attendance. In conclusion, for the millionth time, thank you to Barret Hansen, a.k.a. Dr. Demento, and "Whimsical Will" Simpson, for bringing so much joy, laughter, and found family together with your decades upon decades of demented news, mad music, and crazy comedy. We owe it all to you. And we will never ever forget to stay deee-mented! Will the good Doctor play "The Doctor And William (2025 Edition)" on his show? Perhaps he might if the fans REQUEST for him to play it, either from "The Dr. Demento Show" Request Page, or post it with the word REQUEST at The OFFICIAL Dr. Demento Show Facebook Page!

An important warning regarding the dangers of prickly succulunts.

You better go to sleep!

Pandas. You know they're not from here, right? Damn Alien Pandas... Panda Parody Song (parody of "Brandy" by Looking Glass 1972) Lyrics and Singing by Joe J Thomas of JoesDump.com Copyright 2025, Joe J Thomas, Joe's Dump, JoesDump.com All Rights Reserved. Not a Quinn-Martin Production.

From my newest CD "The Artist Eventually Known As Somebody You've Heard Of," here's the parody of "Life Is A Highway" that didn't know you were waiting for! Go get the CD at www.stevegoodie.com ! Music: Tom Cochrane Lyrics: SG, Kendra Shepherd, Niamh Bagnell Guitars, drums, bass, keyboards, percussion, vocals: SG Backing vocals: Deb Guy

Turns out when you pick cabinet members because of their toadying and TV appearances, they have no idea what they're doing!

From the upcoming album "Mimic." The Muppet Hunter was originally inspired by my first convention cosplay with my youngest (we were muppet hunters) and the thought that the Dragon Con Filk Music Track group sing would be Muppet-themed in 2023. It wasn't. That year turned out to be super-hero themed. It took a year for me to be able to sing it at Dragon Con at the group sing. And now it's going on an album.

In a time wrought with generative AI, what's the most human thing I could do as a musical artist? The answer, of course, is embarrass myself by rewriting a beloved jazz standard and recording a performance of it, mistakes and all. The brand new OK Glass album "Same", which features Logan Award winning song "Millennials Are Killing", is out now! Available for free at ok.glass and Bandcamp.