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We ended this season with style, substance, and no shortage of side-eye as we celebrated identity, fashion, community, and trans resilience. From Black dandyism to queer travel safety tips, and a healthy dose of real talk—you already know we came ready.Show Notes:Hosts: Felicia “Fefe” Minor and Freddy Prinze CharmingHousekeeping:Join our Patreon: patreon.com/livewithfefeandfreddyExclusive merch drops available—stickers, mugs, tees, and totesHuge thanks to our patrons and sponsor WigsofaKind for their support this seasonLet's Talk About Us:Freddy:Long night in TucsonWeekend rehearsalsStarted watching Poly FamilyFelicia:Got her first Cameo requestWatched the Met Gala live for the first timeJust the Tip – ALL THE TIPS (Season Finale Edition):Tapping into Your Inner Dandy:Style as self-expression, especially within the Black communityHow Black dandyism evolved as resistance and identityWays to elevate your fashion game: tailoring, accessories, color, and confidenceThis year's Met Gala theme celebrated Black dandyism with stunning resultsTrans History Week:Highlighted influential trans pioneers including Dora Richter, Dr. Alan Hart, Lou Sullivan, and CoccinelleHonoring the legacy and impact of trans individuals in medicine, activism, and lawTraveling While Trans and/or Queer:U.S. carries a “Do Not Travel” advisory for trans individuals—safety mattersHigh-risk states include TX and FLTips for staying safe while on the road:Keep ID documents currentAvoid solo long drives through high-risk areasShare your location, stick to well-lit stops, and have a travel buddyTrust your instincts—remove yourself from unsafe situationsA Closer Look at Current Events:Import tariffs driving prices up—145% increases on apps like Temu and SHEINGeorge Santos sentenced to 7+ years for fraud and identity theftTrump vs. Bezos: Amazon exposes tariff costs, and Twitler is madMen are shaving off eyelashes because... masculinity?RFK Jr. says fluoride lowers IQ—what are we even doingPoland repeals final “LGBT-free zone”Harvey Fierstein to receive Lifetime Achievement TonyMet Gala raised $31 million for Black fashion historyFormer Memphis officers acquitted in Tyre Nichols' deathIndia-Pakistan tensions escalate with deadly missile strikesUpcoming Shows & Events:May 16 – Drag Bingo + Cats at PHX Cat CafeMay 24 – Drag Story Hour AZ Annual Fundraiser (20% off with promo code)May 29 – Drag Bingo at Drink Me! Tea RoomJune 5 – Second Annual MPI AZ Drag Bingo at Warehouse 215June 6 – PFF Dragstravaganza (free with con pass)June 7–8 – Drag Story Hour AZ at Phoenix Fan FusionSeptember 4 – Sex Trivia returns to Gracie's Tax BarEnd of Show:Thank you for an incredible Season 13Special thanks to our live viewers, replay watchers, and podcast listenersOver 15,000 downloads and growingSee you soon for more honest, bold, fabulous conversations on Live! with Fefe & FreddyListen on Facebook, YouTube, Twitch, Spotify, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you stream podcasts.
Jim reveals Disney World's scrapped plan to retheme the Mad Tea Party with Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland—a move that would've introduced clever nods to the film like “Drink Me” and “Eat Me” food stands and tied directly into Pixie Hollow. Len adds context with stories about Fantasyland's expansion, while the duo discusses why Haunted Mansion Holiday never came to Florida, and why Tim Burton's working relationship with Disney ended with Dumbo. Scrapped plans for a Burton-inspired Mad Tea Party overlay How Walt Disney World hoped to tap into the Nightmare Before Christmas merch model Why Haunted Mansion Holiday won't come to Magic Kingdom Fantasyland expansion budget and leadership changes Tim Burton's final Disney film and his “Dumbo” disillusionment Plus, listener questions about endangered Disney World attractions and ideas for a Muppets-themed rock bar. SHOW NOTES Support Our Sponsors DVC Resale Market Thinking about joining Disney Vacation Club or selling your contract? DVC Resale Market is the leader in the secondary market, with over 70,000 satisfied DVC members. Their expert team of 21 former DVC Cast Members brings unparalleled knowledge and experience to every transaction, making buying or selling DVC simple and stress-free. Learn More DVC Rental Store Dreaming of deluxe Disney accommodations at a fraction of the cost? The DVC Rental Store connects guests with incredible savings on Disney Vacation Club resorts. Whether you're a DVC member looking to rent your points or a guest looking to stay in style, the DVC Rental Store offers a seamless process for both. Don't forget—they also offer exciting point swaps for unforgettable experiences like cruises and adventures! Learn More Be Our Guest Vacations Planning your next Disney vacation? Be Our Guest Vacations is a Platinum-level Earmarked travel agency with concierge-level service to make every trip magical. Their team of expert agents plans vacations across the globe, from Disney and Universal to cruises and adventures, ensuring you have the best possible experience without the stress. Learn More Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Jim reveals Disney World's scrapped plan to retheme the Mad Tea Party with Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland—a move that would've introduced clever nods to the film like “Drink Me” and “Eat Me” food stands and tied directly into Pixie Hollow. Len adds context with stories about Fantasyland's expansion, while the duo discusses why Haunted Mansion Holiday never came to Florida, and why Tim Burton's working relationship with Disney ended with Dumbo. Scrapped plans for a Burton-inspired Mad Tea Party overlay How Walt Disney World hoped to tap into the Nightmare Before Christmas merch model Why Haunted Mansion Holiday won't come to Magic Kingdom Fantasyland expansion budget and leadership changes Tim Burton's final Disney film and his “Dumbo” disillusionment Plus, listener questions about endangered Disney World attractions and ideas for a Muppets-themed rock bar. SHOW NOTES Support Our Sponsors DVC Resale Market Thinking about joining Disney Vacation Club or selling your contract? DVC Resale Market is the leader in the secondary market, with over 70,000 satisfied DVC members. Their expert team of 21 former DVC Cast Members brings unparalleled knowledge and experience to every transaction, making buying or selling DVC simple and stress-free. Learn More DVC Rental Store Dreaming of deluxe Disney accommodations at a fraction of the cost? The DVC Rental Store connects guests with incredible savings on Disney Vacation Club resorts. Whether you're a DVC member looking to rent your points or a guest looking to stay in style, the DVC Rental Store offers a seamless process for both. Don't forget—they also offer exciting point swaps for unforgettable experiences like cruises and adventures! Learn More Be Our Guest Vacations Planning your next Disney vacation? Be Our Guest Vacations is a Platinum-level Earmarked travel agency with concierge-level service to make every trip magical. Their team of expert agents plans vacations across the globe, from Disney and Universal to cruises and adventures, ensuring you have the best possible experience without the stress. Learn More Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
On this episode of Live! with Fefe & Freddy, we were joined by the stunning and insightful Kristofer Inez Onyx, current Gay America Esquire 2025. We got into his pageant journey, what it means to serve with purpose, and how he's using his platform to uplift community. We also had some real talk about trust, transparency, and emotional maturity in queer spaces. And yes—this week's Just the Tip was one to remember.Show Notes:Hosted by Felicia “Fefe” Minor and Freddy Prinze CharmingSpecial guest: Kristofer Inez OnyxGay America Esquire 2025Shared his journey in national pageantry and what motivates him to lead with intentionTalked about emotional intelligence, community building, and representation in the LGBTQ+ pageant worldHousekeeping:Support us on Patreon: patreon.com/livewithfefeandfreddyMerch available for patrons at all levels—stickers, mugs, tees, totesThanks to our Patreon supporters and season sponsor, WigsofaKindLet's Talk About Us:FreddyAttended his kid's school playRehearsals for Phoenix Fan FusionYard work and pig house progressFeliciaHosted Drag Bingo at Drink Me! Tea RoomReconnected with a group of birthday queens all born the same month and year—what a vibeJust the Tip:Topic: How to build—and rebuild—trustTrust requires consistency, not just apologiesRed flags, accountability, and learning how to move forward without rushing resolutionWhat transparency looks like in friendships, relationships, and community spacesUpcoming Shows & Events:May 2 – Entice Burlesque in TucsonMay 16 – Drag Bingo + Cats at PHX Cat CafeMay 24 – Drag Story Hour Arizona Annual Fundraiser (20% off with promo code)May 29 – Drag Bingo at Drink Me! Tea RoomJune 5 – MPI AZ Drag Bingo at Warehouse 215June 6 – PFF Dragstravaganza (free with Phoenix Fan Fusion badge)June 7–8 – Drag Story Hour AZ at Phoenix Fan FusionSeptember 4 – Sex Trivia Night returns to Gracie's Tax BarEnd of Show:Huge thanks to Kristofer Inez Onyx for joining us and sharing his brillianceShoutout to our live viewers, replay watchers, and podcast listeners15,000+ downloads and still growingJoin us next week for YOUR Wednesday night conversationListen to the episode on Facebook, YouTube, Twitch, Spotify, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.
Live! with Fefe & Freddy – Episode 21 Show NotesSeason 13, Episode 21 – April 2, 2025Episode SummaryWelcome back to YOUR Wednesday night conversation! This week on Live! with Fefe & Freddy, we're talking about:WeddingsConventionsAnd more!Plus, our special guest joins us to share their experiences and insights.Housekeeping & AnnouncementsGet VIP access to exclusive content on Patreon: patreon.com/livewithfefeandfreddyNew exclusive merch drops! Join at different membership levels to snag stickers, mugs, t-shirts, and totes.A special shoutout to our amazing patrons, including Brandon, Cassandra, Chris and Michelle, Dee, Drake Jensen and Michael, KC Starr, Kerry & Kori, Joan, Laura, Lee-ann, Madam Askew and the Grand Arbiter, Nicole, Patricia Mason, Shannon, and William.Huge thanks to WigsofaKind for supporting this season!Weekend RecapFreddy:Attended Night of Trans and Nonbinary Joy – brought daughter, snagged books.First rehearsal for PFF.Felicia:Attended Night of Trans and Nonbinary Joy but forgot costumes.Playdate on Sunday.Just the Tip – How to Plan a Wedding in Four DaysVenue: Consider a park gazebo or a small indoor space.Food: Snacks, cheese, meats, and cupcakes can work in a pinch.Photography: Encourage guests to take photos and upload them to a shared drive.Clothing: Budget-friendly options at stores like Ross or borrowing from friends.Last-minute purchases: Amazon for plates, napkins, and flutes.Current EventsWTF?! Elon Musk sells Twitter... to himself.TikTok Ban: Another potential ban incoming, with Trump working to find U.S. investors.Tariffs: Trump announces at least a 10% tariff on nearly all imported goods, with 25% on foreign cars.Wisconsin Elections: Voters elect a Democratic state supreme court judge, shifting the balance of power.Health News: Actor Val Kilmer passes away at 65 due to pneumonia complications.U.S. Budget Cuts: 23 states suing over $11+ billion in public health funding cuts.Guest SpotlightWho they are, what they do, and upcoming projects.Their experience in Arizona.Where to follow and connect with them.Upcoming Events & ShowsApril 5: Southwest Love Fest Block PartyApril 6: Majik! at Stacy's at MelroseApril 12: Drag Bingo at Shea CheeseApril 17: Sex Trivia at Gracie's Tax BarApril 24: Drag Bingo at Drink Me! Tea RoomUpcoming GuestsMore announcements on Patreon.In talks with: Kristofer Inez Onyx (Mr. Gay America), Chris Barrows (Table Top Express, Why I Social Podcast), Eric Thurnbeck.Thank You & ClosingSpecial thanks to guest Christine Vibrant for joining us!Thanks to our live viewers and podcast listeners—over 15K downloads and growing!See you next week for YOUR Wednesday night conversation!Listen to the full episode now on your favorite podcast platform!
• Hosts Felicia “Fefe” Minor and Freddy Prinze Charming kick off the show by dissecting the difference between kink and fetish, explaining that while kinks are unconventional sexual interests enjoyed occasionally, fetishes are intense, persistent attractions that can define one's sexual routine.• Housekeeping details include information on VIP content, exclusive merchandise, and Patreon membership options for dedicated listeners.• Personal Updates: - Freddy recounts his experiences at Drag Bingo + Cats, his time at the Melrose Street Fair, judging at the Mister AZ UsofA MI Classic, and wrapping up a long-plagued music mix. - Felicia shares highlights from Drag Bingo at Drink Me! Tea Room and the Melrose Street Fair, along with a “restful Sunday” spent recharging.• Just the Tip – Kink vs. Fetish: - A deep dive into how sexual preferences differ, with examples ranging from role play and impact play to specific object or body part fixations. - Discussion emphasizes that while any kink can evolve into a fetish, the key distinction lies in intensity, frequency, and object focus.• A Closer Look at Current Events: - Highlights from a recent Congressional address: Representative Al Green's ejection, real-time protests with signs like “Save Medicaid” and “Protect Veterans,” and on-the-spot commentary from Rashida Tlaib. - Coverage of controversial claims regarding government spending on making mice transgender, border policies involving illegal aliens, and misleading assertions about autism. - Brief mention of Arizona legislative bills, signaling ongoing political debates in the region.• Guest Interaction: - Listeners were invited to share personal boundaries and adventurous ideas regarding intimacy, fostering an interactive conversation on sexual expression and consent.• Interactive Segment: - The show concludes with the hosts' signature “This or That” game, featuring provocative and humorous scenarios that challenge conventional norms.• Upcoming Events: - Trivia Night: Broadway Edition at Drink Me Tea Room on March 20 - Tricks & Treats: A Drag and Burlesque Show at Wild Wild West Con on March 21 - Southwest Love Fest Block Party (dates TBA) - Drag Bingo at Shea Cheese on April 12 - Sex Trivia at Gracie's Tax Bar on April 17 - Future guest announcements include Kristofer Inez Onyx (Mr. Gay America) and Chris Barrows from Table Top Express and Why I Social Podcast.Watch or Listen:• Catch the replay on Facebook, YouTube, or Twitch.• Listen on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, or your preferred podcast platform
Ladies and Gentlemen --Please put your hands together for...Jason Adams!Hey, hey, hey...It's the second freaking week of January in 2025, and -- to quote my future ex-wife, Gwen Stefani, "this shit is bananas."Stoked, nonetheless, to have Jason in the studio.It was lovely to meet him, and I'm jazzed to tell you that, together, we made Episode #152 happen.Jason is the brains behind Supplemental Sound, and you should not only check his work out on his site, but you should also consider giving him a follow on Instagram.It was fantastic meeting Jason, and learning a little bit about him, such as what a few of his favorite records are, which're these:Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon (1973)Purple Rain (1984), Prince and the RevolutionNine Inch Nails' The Downward Spiral (1994)EAT ME, DRINK ME (2006), Marilyn MansonBillie Eilish's When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go? (2019)So, please check out Supplemental Sound.Please make sure your pets and loved ones are fed and warm.Please be safe out there.And, please be kind to one another.Cheers.copyright disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the intro/outro audio samples contained within this episode. They are snippets from a tune called, "Black Day," by Monolink. It comes from their 2019 release, Amniotic, c/o Embassy One.
上学的时候没有考一个驾照，是我人生决策的重大失误之一。 虽说如果那个时候报考，我一定没法选择后来我上的这个昂贵的“商务班”，有可能会经受很多人都遭遇的“挨骂噩梦”——某些朋友说他们在某驾校学过车，已经成了京骂十级选手——，但是也实在不会让我让我像现在这样，拿到驾照的日子一推再推。上班人真是身不由己，不是想哪天能去考试就能去考试的。 人生能开车的日子最长也不过四五十年，对大多数人来说，可能也就三十年。想来我太晚学会开车，实在是损失了很多开车的时光。 很多人（基本都是长辈）一直在劝我学开车，说有了车之后，人生的活动范围将呈指数级增加。中国那么大，自驾去哪里玩都可以。说实话，这种事情对我的吸引力不是很大，毕竟如今打车这么方便，我始终认为让别人为我开车更好一些。 不管怎样，本期节目勺子和小马依然带大家聊聊跟小汽车有关的歌曲。 *** 选歌嘉宾：半袖 半袖选送了自然卷的《掀开后车厢》，她说：“虽然用了‘自然卷'的名号，但其实是奇哥自己的奇思妙想。读完歌词就如同看了一场充满蒙太奇的电影，其中最打动我的是那句‘35岁的男人全身上下还剩多少尊严'。” 奇哥“掀开后车厢”这个动作是都市生活的一个瞬间。在这一个瞬间里，都市的角落里还可能有无数的事情正在发生。奇哥的后车厢盖就好像是上帝的一盏窗户，在他掀起的一瞬间，将都市生活的点点滴滴切片展现。用平淡的语气唱出这一切，唱歌的人却不只是一个旁观者。 *** 选歌嘉宾：XY XY 选送了赵雷的《凌晨计程车》。赵雷很擅长刻画小角色的小故事。在凌晨坐计程车的人本就不多，原意驻足观察并且将其歌颂的人就更少。赵雷将它抽象出来：凌晨的洒水车，凌晨的计程车，孤独地在没人看到的地方奉献。 *** 选歌嘉宾：老老朋友 之前的小小朋友变成了老老朋友，他选送了 Marilyn Manson 的《Just A Car Crash Away》，并感叹：“没有逃跑的车，烧毁一切的爱。”Marilyn Manson 总爱用死亡来做比喻，这里他用死亡来比喻爱情，车祸和爱情都会带来毁灭。 *** 曲目列表 1. Olivia Rodrigo - drivers license @ SOUR (2021) 2. 林志颖 - 驾照看一下 @ 挡不住我 (2006) 3. 自然卷 - 掀开后车厢 @ 掀开后车厢 [EP] (2007) 4. 赵雷 - 凌晨计程车 @ 署前街少年 (2022) 5. Tori Amos - Taxi Ride @ Scarlet's Walk (2002) 6. Marilyn Manson - Just A Car Crash Away @ Eat Me, Drink Me (2007) 7. Christina Aguilera Feat. Missy Elliott - Car Wash (Shark Tale Mix) @ Shark Tale (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) (2004) 8. 陈柏宇 - 车匙 @ First Experience (2007)
In this compelling episode of Bleeding Daylight, host Rodney Olsen welcomes Audrey Dutton, a blogger, online church leader, and podcast host, to share her journey from seeking spirituality in the occult to finding transformative truth in Jesus Christ. Audrey candidly recounts her upbringing surrounded by occult practices, her search for spiritual fulfillment through various alternative beliefs, and the tragedies that marked her life. Despite her initial scepticism and atheism, Audrey describes a powerful encounter with God that reshaped her understanding and led her on a path of healing and purpose. Audrey's story is one of profound transformation, from darkness to light, as she navigates the complexities of her spiritual quest and ultimately finds solace and truth in Christ. Through her Eat Me, Drink Me podcast and online ministry, Audrey now seeks to encourage others to embrace their own encounters with God and find healing, restoration, and identity in Him. Join Rodney and Audrey as they delve into her remarkable journey and explore the hope and redemption found in the midst of life's darkest moments. WEBLINKS Eat Me Drink Me Podcast Facebook YouTube
听芥末章鱼想插话的朋友来插话群入口：------欢迎听芥末章鱼想插话的朋友来插话群玩儿------垫乐：They Said That Hell's Not Hot - Marilyn Manson / SKOLD - EAT ME, DRINK ME------------------------------------------------------------假期前没储备够存货所以晚了点儿，黄主播回家过年还没回来，顾主播觉得跟我聊别的太费劲，于是就聊聊他在假期里看的两部电影。春节档的《热辣滚烫》和本不属于春节档的《年会不能停》两部都挺热，我都没看，听顾主播讲了大致的情节和观影感受，算是补上了四处纷飞的营销素材之外的一些信息，挺好。我是有个电影梦的，不知道随着Sora的出现什么时候能真有个自己的作品，但我只知道顾主播的记忆力提升了，也挺好。
Join Mark Baratto in this exciting episode as he reunites with Jordan Upchurch, the brilliant mind behind the rejuvenated Follow The Rabbit speakeasy. Discover the enchanting world of Follow The Rabbit as they outgrow their space, delve into the secrets behind their success, and unveil their latest addition - delectable food! If you have not already, listen to our first interview HERE.
Welcome to the Nothing Shocking Podcast 2.0 episode 221 with our guest Gina Volpe (Lunachicks, Bantam). In this episode we discuss her new solo album, Delete the World, to be released in Feb 2024. We also discuss her involvement with the Joey's Song Benefit Concert; Pretty Ugly - The Story of the Lunachicks documentary; Bantam and more! For more information visit: https://www.ginavolpe.com/ https://www.lunachicks.com/ Please like our Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/nothingshockingpodcast/ Follow us on twitter at https://twitter.com/hashtag/noshockpod. Libsyn website: https://nothingshocking.libsyn.com For more info on the Hong Kong Sleepover: https://thehongkongsleepover.bandcamp.com Help support the podcast and record stores by shopping at Ragged Records. http://www.raggedrecords.org
Lunachicks guitarist Gina Volpe combines a lifetimes worth of musical influences into her new single Drink Me and upcoming new album. She talks to Will about growing up in New York City, playing shows at CBGB's as a teenager, working in the studio with Thurston Moore and Kim Gordon from Sonic Youth, Fat Mike from NOFX, playing shows with the Ramones, touring the world, playing in Japan, and the writing and recording of her newest solo single Drink Me. Gina's Website: https://www.ginavolpe.com/ Gina on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ginavolpemusic/ Listen to Gina https://open.spotify.com/artist/1qjFulvl5PLIjSoCihFBvG?si=EqbVq2vUTAiM7cFzuS4FQQ Listen to Luna Chicks: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3p3KAZ6zqhFkkH5ZdTuS5X?si=JFAofCD6S5-5udixZd9Ibw Will's Website: www.awesomedisaster.com Podcast Merch: https://teespring.com/stores/between-awesome-and-disaster Get exclusive music and videos at Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/awesomedisaster Listen to Will's band on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/6diGYyCyFjJZNOZ0Madqrl?si=T0jg3j1bS9iXQ47rHekvgg Listen to Will's Solo EP: https://open.spotify.com/album/3jMCe7S0qxESZaXEcfR1Cj?si=9h8vYhNKT5qmQX5g8QvWlw
This week, we're talking trash. You heard that right. What happens to your trash after you throw it away? Why should you care? Listen to the ~tea~ this week as we unravel what happens to your trash after you toss it. We'll be sipping tea at the green-certified Drink Me! Tea Room while we discuss green business models, food waste, the importance of eating local and waving “hi!” to our garbologists. Enter our trivia contest at tempe.gov/TempeThisWeek.
Everything you ever wanted to know about mime wang and more, because everything you wanted to know about mime wang was nothing! Join Erik the Troubadour as he makes comments and claims that necessitate the following apologies. Pretzels would like to apologize to the numerous pre-1990's female MCs for failing to acknowledge their pioneering achievements and contributions to Hip Hop, including but not limited to: Salt and Pepa, Queen Latifah, Lady B, the Sequence, and of course MC Sha-Rock. Pretzels would like to apologize to 2 Live Crew for failing to acknowledge their pioneering of being really raunchy in Hip Hop. Pretzels would like to apologize to Eve for improperly crediting her verse on “You Got Me” by The Roots to Erykah Badu, who actually just sang the hook. Pretzels would like to apologize to Larry Bird for diminishing his storied career and accomplishments to a throwaway joke about Dave Brubeck. Pretzels would like to apologize to Dave Brubeck for implying that being compared to Dave Brubeck is somehow demeaning. Pretzels would like to apologize to the Gershwin Brothers for implying that they were racist. Pretzels would like to apologize to Click and Clack the Tappet Brothers for dragging them into this mess. And Pretzels would like to apologize to our own Oklahoma Kid on behalf of Erik the Troubadour for his failure to read these show notes since they are the most well thought out part of this whole endeavor. All this, plus special guest The Oklahoma Kid. (The Oklahoma Kid appears courtesy of Pretzels, America's Bread.)The Opening Act is…Sampler PlatterThe Taste on the (Turn)Table is…Genius of LoveThe Taste on the (Turn)Table is also…SummertimeThe Closer is…Drink Me a MixThe Flavor and Flow is…Wake for It (…Legendeady!)The Zelda game that is also great that I forgot to mention is…Skyward SwordFind us at gadzooksanerd.com/meowHear the Music at gadzooksanerd.com/fieldsContact us at gadzooksanerd@gmail.com
Chazz brings you episodes 3 and 4 of his record review YouTube Channel! This week is Metallica - Black Album and Marilyn Manson - Eat Me Drink Me!! Please subscribe to the Podcast and The channel at Chazz's Rock Record Review!!Chazz shows off the 2021 pressing of Metallica's self-titled album (The Black Album). And he gives his honest review of the music!!Metallica (commonly known as The Black Album) is the fifth studio album by American heavy metal band Metallica. It was released on August 12, 1991, by Elektra Records. Recording sessions took place at One on One Studios in Los Angeles over an eight-month span that frequently found Metallica at odds with their new producer Bob Rock. The album marked a change in the band's music from the thrash metal style of their previous four albums to a slower, heavier, and more refined sound.Metallica promoted Metallica with a series of tours. They also released five singles to promote the album: "Enter Sandman", "The Unforgiven", "Nothing Else Matters", "Wherever I May Roam", and "Sad but True", all of which have been considered to be among the band's best-known songs. The song "Don't Tread on Me" was also issued to rock radio shortly after the album's release but did not receive a commercial single release.Metallica received widespread critical acclaim and became the band's best-selling album. It debuted at number one in ten countries and spent four consecutive weeks at the top of the Billboard 200, making it Metallica's first album to top the album charts. Metallica is one of the best-selling albums worldwide, and also one of the best-selling albums in the United States since Nielsen SoundScan tracking began. The album was certified 16× platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in 2012, and has sold over sixteen million copies in the United States, being the first album in the SoundScan era to do so.Metallica played Metallica in its entirety during the 2012 European Black Album Tour. In 2020, the album was ranked number 235 on Rolling Stone's The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time list.[6] In December 2019, Metallica became the fourth release in American history to enter the 550-week milestone on the Billboard 200. It also became the second longest-charting traditional title in history only behind The Dark Side of the Moon (1973) by Pink Floyd, and the second to spend 550 weeks on the album charts.[_______________________________________________________In this 4th installment of The Rock Record Review, Chazz breaks down the 2007 Marilyn Manson Release "EAT ME DRINK ME". This album has some killer guitar work and some real deep lyrics. It's a forgotten album and definitely a hidden gem!Eat Me, Drink Me is the sixth studio album by American rock band Marilyn Manson. It was released on June 5, 2007, by Interscope Records. It was recorded in a rented home studio in Hollywood by lead vocalist Marilyn Manson and guitarist and bassist Tim Sköld, and was produced by Manson and Sköld. It was the band's first album not to be recorded as a five-piece, as John 5 departed from the group in 2004. Instead of replacing 5, Tim Sköld remained with bass and played guitar, and the band continued as a four-piece. Manson has stated that he sang most of the album lying down on the studio floor with his hands cupping the studio microphone, resulting in a very distinctive vocal sound. Of Sköld's compositions, a further two are said to have been turned into fully-fledged songs with lyrics, music and vocals completed but were not put onto album for fear of making it overwrought.[3]Upon its release, Eat Me, Drink Me was met with positive reviews from critics, and debuted at number eight on the US Billboard 200. The album was the last to feature band member Tim Sköld, and spawned two singles ("Heart-Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand)" and "Putting Holes in Happiness").
Westeros PD has a new secret weapon in solving the case, Dr. Lord Varys, forensic detective, coming to CBS Thursdays this fall! Join Erik the Troubadour as he spreads misinformation about jazz ballad nomenclature, rodent reproductive cycles, squire job requirements, and the proper descriptors for ultimate British quaintness. All this, plus special guest The Oklahoma Kid. (The Oklahoma Kid appears courtesy of Pretzels, America's Bread.)The Opening Act is…Barkeep, a Pod of Your Finest Draft Hail (Cthulhu)The Topic on Tap is…Is that Valyrian Steel You Stabbed Me in the Back With, or are You Just Unhappy to See Me? The Closer is…Drink Me a MixThe Flavor and Flow is…Now is the Winter of Our This ContentThe Equation is...(((((((1x2) cubed)/4)x5)-6)+7)-8) times (((((((1x2) cubed)/4)x5)-6)+7)-8)The “You're Stuck Inside” is…Directed by Luke WarmThe “The Force is Inside” is…Also directed by Luke WarmThe “Enjambment” is…Once again, directed by Luke WarmThe Porn Opera is…You guessed it, directed by Luke WarmFind us at gadzooksanerd.com/meowHear the Music at gadzooksanerd.com/fieldsContact us at gadzooksanerd@gmail.com
Alice has a curious adventure as she stumbles upon the White Rabbit who is frantically searching for his fan and gloves. The Rabbit mistakes Alice for his housemaid, Mary Ann, and demands she bring him his lost possessions. Alice, eager to prove herself, sets out on a wild goose chase to find the fan and gloves, and soon finds herself in a neat little house with a brass plate that reads "W. Rabbit." Upon entering the house, she rushes up the stairs in search of the lost items and finds herself in a tidy little room with a table in the window, where she finds the fan and gloves. Alice discovers a little bottle that was not labelled "DRINK ME," but being the adventurous young woman she is, she drinks from it anyway. To her surprise, she begins to grow larger and larger until she finds herself too large to fit in the room. Indeed, she is now taking up most of the space inside of the house. Meanwhile, the White Rabbit is trying all manner of things - including sending Bill down the chimney - to get access to his house again. Will Bill make entry? Or will Alice's foot up the chimney send him airborne?
Matt Walls is a freelance wine expert and an award-winning wine writer and consultant. He is a contributing editor to Decanter, and writes regularly for timatkin.com and Club Oenologique. He is also the author of "Drink Me!" Which won the Fortnum & Mason ‘Best Newcomer' Award, among others, and he wrote an opus on the Rhône Valley, “Wines of the Rhône,”** which is a brilliant book that has everything you want to know about the Rhône. Buy Matt's Book!** Photo: www.mattwalls.co.uk Matt judges wine competitions, presents amazing master classes, AND he's probably the nicest person in the entire wine industry and fun too, as I learned when I met him in the Rhone in 2022 at an industry event in the Rhône. Photo: Credit: Wine For Normal People Here are the show notes: Matt tells us about how meeting a French winemaker with breathtaking passion, and being outstanding at French led him to consider a career in wine. We discuss the research that went into “Wines of the Rhône,**"the most comprehensive look at every appellation in the Côtes du Rhône and the larger Rhône Valley. We get into a lot of dorky details about the Rhône that Matt writes about (beautifully and succinctly) in the book. We cover: The complex geological history of the Rhône and all the “ingredients” that make the terroir what it is today The biggest differences between the northern and southern Rhône How climate change needs more attention from Rhône producers and how winegrowing and winemaking practices (trellising, too much destemming, the fashion of “phenolic ripeness”) have augmented the alcohol and “bigness” in many Rhone wines Irrigation and acidification and why each have their positives and negatives The grapes of the region, the diversity of those grapes ,and which will be the winners or losers in climate change We discuss some specifics of the regions: Châteauneuf-du-Pape, specifically why there are so many different styles and why some are $20 and some are $500 Crozes-Hermitage and how to find a good one (hint: Matt's book is how you find a good one**! Matt mentions the town of Gervans as a granite area. Cave de Tain has good quality wines too) We touch on Côte Rôtie, Tavel, and Rhône whites Matt gives us a great tip: IGP Collines Rhodaniennes is for Northern Rhône wines that didn't make the cut into Côte Rôtie, Condrieu or other northern appellations because the vines may be young, regulations are odd, or the harvest was plentiful and they had enough grape to be selective and put only the top grapes into the AOP wines. To end, Matt tells us the areas he finds are highly underrated (Costieres di Nîmes, Luberon, Ventoux, Duché d'Uzès, Vacqueryas for white are mentioned) and he tells us some great tips to consider when traveling to the Rhône. Matt's book is a thoughtful and easy to read guide to this magnificent region, so if you want to get great wines from this area, which is packed with outstanding wines, many of them underpriced, his book needs to be on your shelf. I no longer shop for Rhône wines without consulting it. Plus, he is such an awesome human we should all want to support his work! Buy Matt's Book!** Photo: www.mattwalls.co.uk **This is an affiliate link and I may earn a small commission if you buy through this link _______________________________________________________________ I could not be happier to announce my partnership with Wine Access, once again. For 2023, I will be working with this outstanding company, which is my go-to source for the best selection of interesting wines you can't find locally. Every box you get from Wine Access is meticulous -- tasting notes with food and wine pairing, serving temperature suggestions, and perfectly stored wine. It's no wonder that Wine Access was rated the best wine club by New York Times Wirecutter and is the official partner and wine provider of The MICHELIN Guide. Go to www.wineaccess.com/normal to sign up for their daily emails and get 10% your first order. Wine Access is a class act -- check them out today! If you think our podcast is worth the price of a bottle or two of wine a year, please become a member of Patreon... you'll get even more great content, live interactions and classes! www.patreon.com/winefornormalpeople To register for an AWESOME, LIVE WFNP class with Elizabeth go to: www.winefornormalpeople.com/classes
"The End... So Far." No introduction required. It's Slipknot. Episode 150. Strap in. DRINK ME!
The second rule is Do Not Talk about Bromance! Join Erik the Troubadour as he celebrates friendship in all its forms. Except the show Friends. Or the show SuperFriends. Or the show Garfield and Friends. Or friends of the show Maisie Williams and Taylor Kitch. Or man's best friend. Or Friends with Benefits, starring Mila Kunis and Justin Timberlake. Or the song Why Can't We Be Friends, by War. Or the song Friends of P., by The Rentals, and featuring a young Maya Rudolph on backing vocals. All this, except all of that, plus special guest The Oklahoma Kid. (The Oklahoma Kid appears courtesy of Pretzels, America's Bread.)The Opening Act is…Not the Bro-lywed GameThe Special Guest is…Nerdament of ChampionerdsThe Name of the Game is…Dynamic DuosThe Bracket Muse is…George Marston at gamesradar*The Closer is…Drink Me a MixThe Flavor and Flow is…One for the RoadThe Encore is…B.B.F.F.F's [Best “Best Friends Forever” Films]The Return of the Buzz is…Brenda's Revenge* The article in question has since been updated and is no longer accurately described in this podcastFind us at gadzooksanerd.com/meowHear the Music at gadzooksanerd.com/fieldsContact us at gadzooksanerd@gmail.com
Have you ever wanted to sip an exotic beverage in the world of Wonderland? Matt G and Lance L take a tumble down the rabbit hole to create a bar like no other with Drink Me cocktails and Eat Me cakes, worthy of your Cheshire striped fantasies!
Double album! Join Erik the Troubadour as he brings us his White Album. It's Exile on Nerd Street. It's Nerdical Graffiti. It's Nerd on Nerd. It's Electric Nerdyland. It's Nerdom Calling. It's Quadronerdnia. It's Sign of the Nerd. It's Nerd-Tang Forever. It's The Obscurial Lays Down on Nerdway. It's Obscurialboxxx/The Nerd Below. All this, plus special guest The Oklahoma Kid. (The Oklahoma Kid appears courtesy of Pretzels, America's Bread.)The Opening Act is…Drink Me a MixThe Flavor and Flow is…Awesome Mix Vol. 1 - Thus Spoke the TroubadourThe Closer is…Drink Me a MixThe Flavor and Flow is…Awesome Mix Vol. 1 - And Lo, Unto Thee Shall Come an Oklahoma KidThe Smashing Pumpkins are…still not a grunge band, Erik!*(The square root of ((((42x(pi-.14) squared)+13) divided by ((125 divided by (5 squared))+(the square root of 25)+7))x(((the square root of (the square root of 81))x(the square root of (25 squared)))-52))+((((((the square root of 25)x(the square root of 9))x((the square root of 1)+(the square root of 4)+(the square root of 9)+(the square root of 16)))+7)+(((221b divided by b)x2)-42))+13)-((66-13)x(13-7)))-(7x((295+((13625-(((92131-90214)-(((((((((295-(13=7)) divided by (42-37))+(616x(42 divided by (7+7)))+1602)-1610)+13122)x(((((42 divided by 6)-(42 divided by 7))+7)x((the square root of 169)-(the square root of 64)))+13))-199999)+807128)) divided by 811))+616))-8311)) divided by 1602)))x(((((((1000000 divided by 10) divided by 10) divided by 10) divided by 10) divided by 10) divided by 10)x((((((mst3k divided by m) divided by s) divided by t) divided by k) divided by 3) divided by 1))Find us at gadzooksanerd.com/meowHear the Music at gadzooksanerd.com/fieldsContact us at gadzooksanerd@gmail.com
Join Sara and Katie while they drink their own “Drink Me” potion and discuss Katie's all-time favorite book, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.
CHAPTER IV. The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill It was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again, and looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something; and she heard it muttering to itself “The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! She'll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets! Where can I have dropped them, I wonder?” Alice guessed in a moment that it was looking for the fan and the pair of white kid gloves, and she very good-naturedly began hunting about for them, but they were nowhere to be seen—everything seemed to have changed since her swim in the pool, and the great hall, with the glass table and the little door, had vanished completely. Very soon the Rabbit noticed Alice, as she went hunting about, and called out to her in an angry tone, “Why, Mary Ann, what are you doing out here? Run home this moment, and fetch me a pair of gloves and a fan! Quick, now!” And Alice was so much frightened that she ran off at once in the direction it pointed to, without trying to explain the mistake it had made. “He took me for his housemaid,” she said to herself as she ran. “How surprised he'll be when he finds out who I am! But I'd better take him his fan and gloves—that is, if I can find them.” As she said this, she came upon a neat little house, on the door of which was a bright brass plate with the name “W. RABBIT,” engraved upon it. She went in without knocking, and hurried upstairs, in great fear lest she should meet the real Mary Ann, and be turned out of the house before she had found the fan and gloves. “How queer it seems,” Alice said to herself, “to be going messages for a rabbit! I suppose Dinah'll be sending me on messages next!” And she began fancying the sort of thing that would happen: “‘Miss Alice! Come here directly, and get ready for your walk!' ‘Coming in a minute, nurse! But I've got to see that the mouse doesn't get out.' Only I don't think,” Alice went on, “that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering people about like that!” By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room with a table in the window, and on it (as she had hoped) a fan and two or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves: she took up the fan and a pair of the gloves, and was just going to leave the room, when her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking-glass. There was no label this time with the words “DRINK ME,” but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips. “I know something interesting is sure to happen,” she said to herself, “whenever I eat or drink anything; so I'll just see what this bottle does. I do hope it'll make me grow large again, for really I'm quite tired of being such a tiny little thing!” It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected: before she had drunk half the bottle, she found her head pressing against the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her neck from being broken. She hastily put down the bottle, saying to herself “That's quite enough—I hope I shan't grow any more—As it is, I can't get out at the door—I do wish I hadn't drunk quite so much!” Alas! it was too late to wish that! She went on growing, and growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the floor: in another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the other arm curled round her head. Still she went on growing, and, as a last resource, she put one arm out of the window, and one foot up the chimney, and said to herself “Now I can do no more, whatever happens. What will become of me?” Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full effect, and she grew no larger: still it was very uncomfortable, and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of her ever getting out of the room again, no wonder she felt unhappy. “It was much pleasanter at home,” thought poor Alice, “when one wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone down that rabbit-hole—and yet—and yet—it's rather curious, you know, this sort of life! I do wonder what can have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up, I'll write one—but I'm grown up now,” she added in a sorrowful tone; “at least there's no room to grow up any more here.” “But then,” thought Alice, “shall I never get any older than I am now? That'll be a comfort, one way—never to be an old woman—but then—always to have lessons to learn! Oh, I shouldn't like that!” “Oh, you foolish Alice!” she answered herself. “How can you learn lessons in here? Why, there's hardly room for you, and no room at all for any lesson-books!” And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen. “Mary Ann! Mary Ann!” said the voice. “Fetch me my gloves this moment!” Then came a little pattering of feet on the stairs. Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had no reason to be afraid of it. Presently the Rabbit came up to the door, and tried to open it; but, as the door opened inwards, and Alice's elbow was pressed hard against it, that attempt proved a failure. Alice heard it say to itself “Then I'll go round and get in at the window.” “That you won't!” thought Alice, and, after waiting till she fancied she heard the Rabbit just under the window, she suddenly spread out her hand, and made a snatch in the air. She did not get hold of anything, but she heard a little shriek and a fall, and a crash of broken glass, from which she concluded that it was just possible it had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or something of the sort. Next came an angry voice—the Rabbit's—“Pat! Pat! Where are you?” And then a voice she had never heard before, “Sure then I'm here! Digging for apples, yer honour!” “Digging for apples, indeed!” said the Rabbit angrily. “Here! Come and help me out of this!” (Sounds of more broken glass.) “Now tell me, Pat, what's that in the window?” “Sure, it's an arm, yer honour!” (He pronounced it “arrum.”) “An arm, you goose! Who ever saw one that size? Why, it fills the whole window!” “Sure, it does, yer honour: but it's an arm for all that.” “Well, it's got no business there, at any rate: go and take it away!” There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear whispers now and then; such as, “Sure, I don't like it, yer honour, at all, at all!” “Do as I tell you, you coward!” and at last she spread out her hand again, and made another snatch in the air. This time there were two little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass. “What a number of cucumber-frames there must be!” thought Alice. “I wonder what they'll do next! As for pulling me out of the window, I only wish they could! I'm sure I don't want to stay in here any longer!” She waited for some time without hearing anything more: at last came a rumbling of little cartwheels, and the sound of a good many voices all talking together: she made out the words: “Where's the other ladder?—Why, I hadn't to bring but one; Bill's got the other—Bill! fetch it here, lad!—Here, put 'em up at this corner—No, tie 'em together first—they don't reach half high enough yet—Oh! they'll do well enough; don't be particular—Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope—Will the roof bear?—Mind that loose slate—Oh, it's coming down! Heads below!” (a loud crash)—“Now, who did that?—It was Bill, I fancy—Who's to go down the chimney?—Nay, I shan't! You do it!—That I won't, then!—Bill's to go down—Here, Bill! the master says you're to go down the chimney!” “Oh! So Bill's got to come down the chimney, has he?” said Alice to herself. “Shy, they seem to put everything upon Bill! I wouldn't be in Bill's place for a good deal: this fireplace is narrow, to be sure; but I think I can kick a little!” She drew her foot as far down the chimney as she could, and waited till she heard a little animal (she couldn't guess of what sort it was) scratching and scrambling about in the chimney close above her: then, saying to herself “This is Bill,” she gave one sharp kick, and waited to see what would happen next. The first thing she heard was a general chorus of “There goes Bill!” then the Rabbit's voice along—“Catch him, you by the hedge!” then silence, and then another confusion of voices—“Hold up his head—Brandy now—Don't choke him—How was it, old fellow? What happened to you? Tell us all about it!” Last came a little feeble, squeaking voice, (“That's Bill,” thought Alice,) “Well, I hardly know—No more, thank ye; I'm better now—but I'm a deal too flustered to tell you—all I know is, something comes at me like a Jack-in-the-box, and up I goes like a sky-rocket!” “So you did, old fellow!” said the others. “We must burn the house down!” said the Rabbit's voice; and Alice called out as loud as she could, “If you do, I'll set Dinah at you!” There was a dead silence instantly, and Alice thought to herself, “I wonder what they will do next! If they had any sense, they'd take the roof off.” After a minute or two, they began moving about again, and Alice heard the Rabbit say, “A barrowful will do, to begin with.” “A barrowful of what?” thought Alice; but she had not long to doubt, for the next moment a shower of little pebbles came rattling in at the window, and some of them hit her in the face. “I'll put a stop to this,” she said to herself, and shouted out, “You'd better not do that again!” which produced another dead silence. Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head. “If I eat one of these cakes,” she thought, “it's sure to make some change in my size; and as it can't possibly make me larger, it must make me smaller, I suppose.” So she swallowed one of the cakes, and was delighted to find that she began shrinking directly. As soon as she was small enough to get through the door, she ran out of the house, and found quite a crowd of little animals and birds waiting outside. The poor little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle, being held up by two guinea-pigs, who were giving it something out of a bottle. They all made a rush at Alice the moment she appeared; but she ran off as hard as she could, and soon found herself safe in a thick wood. “The first thing I've got to do,” said Alice to herself, as she wandered about in the wood, “is to grow to my right size again; and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden. I think that will be the best plan.” It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and very neatly and simply arranged; the only difficulty was, that she had not the smallest idea how to set about it; and while she was peering about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp bark just over her head made her look up in a great hurry. An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large round eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to touch her. “Poor little thing!” said Alice, in a coaxing tone, and she tried hard to whistle to it; but she was terribly frightened all the time at the thought that it might be hungry, in which case it would be very likely to eat her up in spite of all her coaxing. Hardly knowing what she did, she picked up a little bit of stick, and held it out to the puppy; whereupon the puppy jumped into the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of delight, and rushed at the stick, and made believe to worry it; then Alice dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself from being run over; and the moment she appeared on the other side, the puppy made another rush at the stick, and tumbled head over heels in its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, thinking it was very like having a game of play with a cart-horse, and expecting every moment to be trampled under its feet, ran round the thistle again; then the puppy began a series of short charges at the stick, running a very little way forwards each time and a long way back, and barking hoarsely all the while, till at last it sat down a good way off, panting, with its tongue hanging out of its mouth, and its great eyes half shut. This seemed to Alice a good opportunity for making her escape; so she set off at once, and ran till she was quite tired and out of breath, and till the puppy's bark sounded quite faint in the distance. “And yet what a dear little puppy it was!” said Alice, as she leant against a buttercup to rest herself, and fanned herself with one of the leaves: “I should have liked teaching it tricks very much, if—if I'd only been the right size to do it! Oh dear! I'd nearly forgotten that I've got to grow up again! Let me see—how is it to be managed? I suppose I ought to eat or drink something or other; but the great question is, what?” The great question certainly was, what? Alice looked all round her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under the circumstances. There was a large mushroom growing near her, about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under it, and on both sides of it, and behind it, it occurred to her that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it. She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the edge of the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those of a large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else.
Milton's Musings Presents Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland Chapter 1 CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice “without pictures or conversations?” So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!” (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again. The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well. Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE”, but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it. “Well!” thought Alice to herself, “after such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” (Which was very likely true.) Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? “I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) “—yes, that's about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?” (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) Presently she began again. “I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think—” (she was rather glad there was no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) “—but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?” (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke—fancy curtseying as you're falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) “And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.” Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. “Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!” (Dinah was the cat.) “I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?” And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, “Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?” and sometimes, “Do bats eat cats?” for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, “Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?” when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over. Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, “Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!” She was close behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof. There were doors all round the hall, but they were all locked; and when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the other, trying every door, she walked sadly down the middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again. Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all made of solid glass; there was nothing on it except a tiny golden key, and Alice's first thought was that it might belong to one of the doors of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but at any rate it would not open any of them. However, on the second time round, she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the little golden key in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted! Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw. How she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but she could not even get her head through the doorway; “and even if my head would go through,” thought poor Alice, “it would be of very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin.” For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, (“which certainly was not here before,” said Alice,) and round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the words “DRINK ME,” beautifully printed on it in large letters. It was all very well to say “Drink me,” but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. “No, I'll look first,” she said, “and see whether it's marked ‘poison' or not”; for she had read several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked “poison,” it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later. However, this bottle was not marked “poison,” so Alice ventured to taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast,) she very soon finished it off. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “What a curious feeling!” said Alice; “I must be shutting up like a telescope.” And so it was indeed: she was now only ten inches high, and her face brightened up at the thought that she was now the right size for going through the little door into that lovely garden. First, however, she waited for a few minutes to see if she was going to shrink any further: she felt a little nervous about this; “for it might end, you know,” said Alice to herself, “in my going out altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?” And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing. After a while, finding that nothing more happened, she decided on going into the garden at once; but, alas for poor Alice! when she got to the door, she found she had forgotten the little golden key, and when she went back to the table for it, she found she could not possibly reach it: she could see it quite plainly through the glass, and she tried her best to climb up one of the legs of the table, but it was too slippery; and when she had tired herself out with trying, the poor little thing sat down and cried. “Come, there's no use in crying like that!” said Alice to herself, rather sharply; “I advise you to leave off this minute!” She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people. “But it's no use now,” thought poor Alice, “to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!” Soon her eye fell on a little glass box that was lying under the table: she opened it, and found in it a very small cake, on which the words “EAT ME” were beautifully marked in currants. “Well, I'll eat it,” said Alice, “and if it makes me grow larger, I can reach the key; and if it makes me grow smaller, I can creep under the door; so either way I'll get into the garden, and I don't care which happens!” She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to herself, “Which way? Which way?”, holding her hand on the top of her head to feel which way it was growing, and she was quite surprised to find that she remained the same size: to be sure, this generally happens when one eats cake, but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. So she set to work, and very soon finished off the cake.
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If the Obscurical pod was an anonymous glass bottle of liquid, we would have a sign that says "Drink Me!" However, we're not, so we can only say, "Listen!" because we have another episode out! In this episode we quite figuratively fall down the rabbit hole and get very, very lost while trying to find out where we are.
Sorry No normal episode this week. Instead a 4 chapter preview of the sister podcast located at Podserve.fm/w/goodnightpod If you want to read along you can do so below. CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice “without pictures or conversations?” So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!” (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again. The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well. Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE”, but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it. “Well!” thought Alice to herself, “after such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” (Which was very likely true.) Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? “I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) “—yes, that's about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?” (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) Presently she began again. “I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think—” (she was rather glad there was no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) “—but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?” (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke—fancy curtseying as you're falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) “And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.” Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. “Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!” (Dinah was the cat.) “I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?” And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, “Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?” and sometimes, “Do bats eat cats?” for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, “Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?” when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over. Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, “Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!” She was close behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof. There were doors all round the hall, but they were all locked; and when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the other, trying every door, she walked sadly down the middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again. Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all made of solid glass; there was nothing on it except a tiny golden key, and Alice's first thought was that it might belong to one of the doors of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but at any rate it would not open any of them. However, on the second time round, she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the little golden key in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted! Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw. How she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but she could not even get her head through the doorway; “and even if my head would go through,” thought poor Alice, “it would be of very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin.” For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, (“which certainly was not here before,” said Alice,) and round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the words “DRINK ME,” beautifully printed on it in large letters. It was all very well to say “Drink me,” but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. “No, I'll look first,” she said, “and see whether it's marked ‘poison' or not”; for she had read several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked “poison,” it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later. However, this bottle was not marked “poison,” so Alice ventured to taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast,) she very soon finished it off. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “What a curious feeling!” said Alice; “I must be shutting up like a telescope.” And so it was indeed: she was now only ten inches high, and her face brightened up at the thought that she was now the right size for going through the little door into that lovely garden. First, however, she waited for a few minutes to see if she was going to shrink any further: she felt a little nervous about this; “for it might end, you know,” said Alice to herself, “in my going out altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?” And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing. After a while, finding that nothing more happened, she decided on going into the garden at once; but, alas for poor Alice! when she got to the door, she found she had forgotten the little golden key, and when she went back to the table for it, she found she could not possibly reach it: she could see it quite plainly through the glass, and she tried her best to climb up one of the legs of the table, but it was too slippery; and when she had tired herself out with trying, the poor little thing sat down and cried. “Come, there's no use in crying like that!” said Alice to herself, rather sharply; “I advise you to leave off this minute!” She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people. “But it's no use now,” thought poor Alice, “to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!” Soon her eye fell on a little glass box that was lying under the table: she opened it, and found in it a very small cake, on which the words “EAT ME” were beautifully marked in currants. “Well, I'll eat it,” said Alice, “and if it makes me grow larger, I can reach the key; and if it makes me grow smaller, I can creep under the door; so either way I'll get into the garden, and I don't care which happens!” She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to herself, “Which way? Which way?”, holding her hand on the top of her head to feel which way it was growing, and she was quite surprised to find that she remained the same size: to be sure, this generally happens when one eats cake, but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. So she set to work, and very soon finished off the cake. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * CHAPTER II. The Pool of Tears “Curiouser and curiouser!” cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English); “now I'm opening out like the largest telescope that ever was! Good-bye, feet!” (for when she looked down at her feet, they seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so far off). “Oh, my poor little feet, I wonder who will put on your shoes and stockings for you now, dears? I'm sure I shan't be able! I shall be a great deal too far off to trouble myself about you: you must manage the best way you can;—but I must be kind to them,” thought Alice, “or perhaps they won't walk the way I want to go! Let me see: I'll give them a new pair of boots every Christmas.” And she went on planning to herself how she would manage it. “They must go by the carrier,” she thought; “and how funny it'll seem, sending presents to one's own feet! And how odd the directions will look! Alice's Right Foot, Esq., Hearthrug, near the Fender, (with Alice's love). Oh dear, what nonsense I'm talking!” Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall: in fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door. Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get through was more hopeless than ever: she sat down and began to cry again. “You ought to be ashamed of yourself,” said Alice, “a great girl like you,” (she might well say this), “to go on crying in this way! Stop this moment, I tell you!” But she went on all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large pool all round her, about four inches deep and reaching half down the hall. After a time she heard a little pattering of feet in the distance, and she hastily dried her eyes to see what was coming. It was the White Rabbit returning, splendidly dressed, with a pair of white kid gloves in one hand and a large fan in the other: he came trotting along in a great hurry, muttering to himself as he came, “Oh! the Duchess, the Duchess! Oh! won't she be savage if I've kept her waiting!” Alice felt so desperate that she was ready to ask help of any one; so, when the Rabbit came near her, she began, in a low, timid voice, “If you please, sir—” The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid gloves and the fan, and skurried away into the darkness as hard as he could go. Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the hall was very hot, she kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking: “Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle!” And she began thinking over all the children she knew that were of the same age as herself, to see if she could have been changed for any of them. “I'm sure I'm not Ada,” she said, “for her hair goes in such long ringlets, and mine doesn't go in ringlets at all; and I'm sure I can't be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things, and she, oh! she knows such a very little! Besides, she's she, and I'm I, and—oh dear, how puzzling it all is! I'll try if I know all the things I used to know. Let me see: four times five is twelve, and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is—oh dear! I shall never get to twenty at that rate! However, the Multiplication Table doesn't signify: let's try Geography. London is the capital of Paris, and Paris is the capital of Rome, and Rome—no, that's all wrong, I'm certain! I must have been changed for Mabel! I'll try and say ‘How doth the little—'” and she crossed her hands on her lap as if she were saying lessons, and began to repeat it, but her voice sounded hoarse and strange, and the words did not come the same as they used to do:— “How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! “How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spread his claws, And welcome little fishes in With gently smiling jaws!” “I'm sure those are not the right words,” said poor Alice, and her eyes filled with tears again as she went on, “I must be Mabel after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky little house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh! ever so many lessons to learn! No, I've made up my mind about it; if I'm Mabel, I'll stay down here! It'll be no use their putting their heads down and saying ‘Come up again, dear!' I shall only look up and say ‘Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I'll come up: if not, I'll stay down here till I'm somebody else'—but, oh dear!” cried Alice, with a sudden burst of tears, “I do wish they would put their heads down! I am so very tired of being all alone here!” As she said this she looked down at her hands, and was surprised to see that she had put on one of the Rabbit's little white kid gloves while she was talking. “How can I have done that?” she thought. “I must be growing small again.” She got up and went to the table to measure herself by it, and found that, as nearly as she could guess, she was now about two feet high, and was going on shrinking rapidly: she soon found out that the cause of this was the fan she was holding, and she dropped it hastily, just in time to avoid shrinking away altogether. “That was a narrow escape!” said Alice, a good deal frightened at the sudden change, but very glad to find herself still in existence; “and now for the garden!” and she ran with all speed back to the little door: but, alas! the little door was shut again, and the little golden key was lying on the glass table as before, “and things are worse than ever,” thought the poor child, “for I never was so small as this before, never! And I declare it's too bad, that it is!” As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash! she was up to her chin in salt water. Her first idea was that she had somehow fallen into the sea, “and in that case I can go back by railway,” she said to herself. (Alice had been to the seaside once in her life, and had come to the general conclusion, that wherever you go to on the English coast you find a number of bathing machines in the sea, some children digging in the sand with wooden spades, then a row of lodging houses, and behind them a railway station.) However, she soon made out that she was in the pool of tears which she had wept when she was nine feet high. “I wish I hadn't cried so much!” said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. “I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day.” Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a little way off, and she swam nearer to make out what it was: at first she thought it must be a walrus or hippopotamus, but then she remembered how small she was now, and she soon made out that it was only a mouse that had slipped in like herself. “Would it be of any use, now,” thought Alice, “to speak to this mouse? Everything is so out-of-the-way down here, that I should think very likely it can talk: at any rate, there's no harm in trying.” So she began: “O Mouse, do you know the way out of this pool? I am very tired of swimming about here, O Mouse!” (Alice thought this must be the right way of speaking to a mouse: she had never done such a thing before, but she remembered having seen in her brother's Latin Grammar, “A mouse—of a mouse—to a mouse—a mouse—O mouse!”) The Mouse looked at her rather inquisitively, and seemed to her to wink with one of its little eyes, but it said nothing. “Perhaps it doesn't understand English,” thought Alice; “I daresay it's a French mouse, come over with William the Conqueror.” (For, with all her knowledge of history, Alice had no very clear notion how long ago anything had happened.) So she began again: “Où est ma chatte?” which was the first sentence in her French lesson-book. The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the water, and seemed to quiver all over with fright. “Oh, I beg your pardon!” cried Alice hastily, afraid that she had hurt the poor animal's feelings. “I quite forgot you didn't like cats.” “Not like cats!” cried the Mouse, in a shrill, passionate voice. “Would you like cats if you were me?” “Well, perhaps not,” said Alice in a soothing tone: “don't be angry about it. And yet I wish I could show you our cat Dinah: I think you'd take a fancy to cats if you could only see her. She is such a dear quiet thing,” Alice went on, half to herself, as she swam lazily about in the pool, “and she sits purring so nicely by the fire, licking her paws and washing her face—and she is such a nice soft thing to nurse—and she's such a capital one for catching mice—oh, I beg your pardon!” cried Alice again, for this time the Mouse was bristling all over, and she felt certain it must be really offended. “We won't talk about her any more if you'd rather not.” “We indeed!” cried the Mouse, who was trembling down to the end of his tail. “As if I would talk on such a subject! Our family always hated cats: nasty, low, vulgar things! Don't let me hear the name again!” “I won't indeed!” said Alice, in a great hurry to change the subject of conversation. “Are you—are you fond—of—of dogs?” The Mouse did not answer, so Alice went on eagerly: “There is such a nice little dog near our house I should like to show you! A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, with oh, such long curly brown hair! And it'll fetch things when you throw them, and it'll sit up and beg for its dinner, and all sorts of things—I can't remember half of them—and it belongs to a farmer, you know, and he says it's so useful, it's worth a hundred pounds! He says it kills all the rats and—oh dear!” cried Alice in a sorrowful tone, “I'm afraid I've offended it again!” For the Mouse was swimming away from her as hard as it could go, and making quite a commotion in the pool as it went. So she called softly after it, “Mouse dear! Do come back again, and we won't talk about cats or dogs either, if you don't like them!” When the Mouse heard this, it turned round and swam slowly back to her: its face was quite pale (with passion, Alice thought), and it said in a low trembling voice, “Let us get to the shore, and then I'll tell you my history, and you'll understand why it is I hate cats and dogs.” It was high time to go, for the pool was getting quite crowded with the birds and animals that had fallen into it: there were a Duck and a Dodo, a Lory and an Eaglet, and several other curious creatures. Alice led the way, and the whole party swam to the shore. CHAPTER III. A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale They were indeed a queer-looking party that assembled on the bank—the birds with draggled feathers, the animals with their fur clinging close to them, and all dripping wet, cross, and uncomfortable. The first question of course was, how to get dry again: they had a consultation about this, and after a few minutes it seemed quite natural to Alice to find herself talking familiarly with them, as if she had known them all her life. Indeed, she had quite a long argument with the Lory, who at last turned sulky, and would only say, “I am older than you, and must know better;” and this Alice would not allow without knowing how old it was, and, as the Lory positively refused to tell its age, there was no more to be said. At last the Mouse, who seemed to be a person of authority among them, called out, “Sit down, all of you, and listen to me! I'll soon make you dry enough!” They all sat down at once, in a large ring, with the Mouse in the middle. Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon. “Ahem!” said the Mouse with an important air, “are you all ready? This is the driest thing I know. Silence all round, if you please! ‘William the Conqueror, whose cause was favoured by the pope, was soon submitted to by the English, who wanted leaders, and had been of late much accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria—'” “Ugh!” said the Lory, with a shiver. “I beg your pardon!” said the Mouse, frowning, but very politely: “Did you speak?” “Not I!” said the Lory hastily. “I thought you did,” said the Mouse. “—I proceed. ‘Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him: and even Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury, found it advisable—'” “Found what?” said the Duck. “Found it,” the Mouse replied rather crossly: “of course you know what ‘it' means.” “I know what ‘it' means well enough, when I find a thing,” said the Duck: “it's generally a frog or a worm. The question is, what did the archbishop find?” The Mouse did not notice this question, but hurriedly went on, “‘—found it advisable to go with Edgar Atheling to meet William and offer him the crown. William's conduct at first was moderate. But the insolence of his Normans—' How are you getting on now, my dear?” it continued, turning to Alice as it spoke. “As wet as ever,” said Alice in a melancholy tone: “it doesn't seem to dry me at all.” “In that case,” said the Dodo solemnly, rising to its feet, “I move that the meeting adjourn, for the immediate adoption of more energetic remedies—” “Speak English!” said the Eaglet. “I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and, what's more, I don't believe you do either!” And the Eaglet bent down its head to hide a smile: some of the other birds tittered audibly. “What I was going to say,” said the Dodo in an offended tone, “was, that the best thing to get us dry would be a Caucus-race.” “What is a Caucus-race?” said Alice; not that she wanted much to know, but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that somebody ought to speak, and no one else seemed inclined to say anything. “Why,” said the Dodo, “the best way to explain it is to do it.” (And, as you might like to try the thing yourself, some winter day, I will tell you how the Dodo managed it.) First it marked out a race-course, in a sort of circle, (“the exact shape doesn't matter,” it said,) and then all the party were placed along the course, here and there. There was no “One, two, three, and away,” but they began running when they liked, and left off when they liked, so that it was not easy to know when the race was over. However, when they had been running half an hour or so, and were quite dry again, the Dodo suddenly called out “The race is over!” and they all crowded round it, panting, and asking, “But who has won?” This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it sat for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence. At last the Dodo said, “Everybody has won, and all must have prizes.” “But who is to give the prizes?” quite a chorus of voices asked. “Why, she, of course,” said the Dodo, pointing to Alice with one finger; and the whole party at once crowded round her, calling out in a confused way, “Prizes! Prizes!” Alice had no idea what to do, and in despair she put her hand in her pocket, and pulled out a box of comfits, (luckily the salt water had not got into it), and handed them round as prizes. There was exactly one a-piece, all round. “But she must have a prize herself, you know,” said the Mouse. “Of course,” the Dodo replied very gravely. “What else have you got in your pocket?” he went on, turning to Alice. “Only a thimble,” said Alice sadly. “Hand it over here,” said the Dodo. Then they all crowded round her once more, while the Dodo solemnly presented the thimble, saying “We beg your acceptance of this elegant thimble;” and, when it had finished this short speech, they all cheered. Alice thought the whole thing very absurd, but they all looked so grave that she did not dare to laugh; and, as she could not think of anything to say, she simply bowed, and took the thimble, looking as solemn as she could. The next thing was to eat the comfits: this caused some noise and confusion, as the large birds complained that they could not taste theirs, and the small ones choked and had to be patted on the back. However, it was over at last, and they sat down again in a ring, and begged the Mouse to tell them something more. “You promised to tell me your history, you know,” said Alice, “and why it is you hate—C and D,” she added in a whisper, half afraid that it would be offended again. “Mine is a long and a sad tale!” said the Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing. “It is a long tail, certainly,” said Alice, looking down with wonder at the Mouse's tail; “but why do you call it sad?” And she kept on puzzling about it while the Mouse was speaking, so that her idea of the tale was something like this:— “Fury said to a mouse, That he met in the house, ‘Let us both go to law: I will prosecute you.—Come, I'll take no denial; We must have a trial: For really this morning I've nothing to do.' Said the mouse to the cur, ‘Such a trial, dear sir, With no jury or judge, would be wasting our breath.' ‘I'll be judge, I'll be jury,' Said cunning old Fury: ‘I'll try the whole cause, and condemn you to death.'” “You are not attending!” said the Mouse to Alice severely. “What are you thinking of?” “I beg your pardon,” said Alice very humbly: “you had got to the fifth bend, I think?” “I had not!” cried the Mouse, sharply and very angrily. “A knot!” said Alice, always ready to make herself useful, and looking anxiously about her. “Oh, do let me help to undo it!” “I shall do nothing of the sort,” said the Mouse, getting up and walking away. “You insult me by talking such nonsense!” “I didn't mean it!” pleaded poor Alice. “But you're so easily offended, you know!” The Mouse only growled in reply. “Please come back and finish your story!” Alice called after it; and the others all joined in chorus, “Yes, please do!” but the Mouse only shook its head impatiently, and walked a little quicker. “What a pity it wouldn't stay!” sighed the Lory, as soon as it was quite out of sight; and an old Crab took the opportunity of saying to her daughter “Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!” “Hold your tongue, Ma!” said the young Crab, a little snappishly. “You're enough to try the patience of an oyster!” “I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I do!” said Alice aloud, addressing nobody in particular. “She'd soon fetch it back!” “And who is Dinah, if I might venture to ask the question?” said the Lory. Alice replied eagerly, for she was always ready to talk about her pet: “Dinah's our cat. And she's such a capital one for catching mice you can't think! And oh, I wish you could see her after the birds! Why, she'll eat a little bird as soon as look at it!” This speech caused a remarkable sensation among the party. Some of the birds hurried off at once: one old Magpie began wrapping itself up very carefully, remarking, “I really must be getting home; the night-air doesn't suit my throat!” and a Canary called out in a trembling voice to its children, “Come away, my dears! It's high time you were all in bed!” On various pretexts they all moved off, and Alice was soon left alone. “I wish I hadn't mentioned Dinah!” she said to herself in a melancholy tone. “Nobody seems to like her, down here, and I'm sure she's the best cat in the world! Oh, my dear Dinah! I wonder if I shall ever see you any more!” And here poor Alice began to cry again, for she felt very lonely and low-spirited. In a little while, however, she again heard a little pattering of footsteps in the distance, and she looked up eagerly, half hoping that the Mouse had changed his mind, and was coming back to finish his story. CHAPTER IV. The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill It was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again, and looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something; and she heard it muttering to itself “The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! She'll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets! Where can I have dropped them, I wonder?” Alice guessed in a moment that it was looking for the fan and the pair of white kid gloves, and she very good-naturedly began hunting about for them, but they were nowhere to be seen—everything seemed to have changed since her swim in the pool, and the great hall, with the glass table and the little door, had vanished completely. Very soon the Rabbit noticed Alice, as she went hunting about, and called out to her in an angry tone, “Why, Mary Ann, what are you doing out here? Run home this moment, and fetch me a pair of gloves and a fan! Quick, now!” And Alice was so much frightened that she ran off at once in the direction it pointed to, without trying to explain the mistake it had made. “He took me for his housemaid,” she said to herself as she ran. “How surprised he'll be when he finds out who I am! But I'd better take him his fan and gloves—that is, if I can find them.” As she said this, she came upon a neat little house, on the door of which was a bright brass plate with the name “W. RABBIT,” engraved upon it. She went in without knocking, and hurried upstairs, in great fear lest she should meet the real Mary Ann, and be turned out of the house before she had found the fan and gloves. “How queer it seems,” Alice said to herself, “to be going messages for a rabbit! I suppose Dinah'll be sending me on messages next!” And she began fancying the sort of thing that would happen: “‘Miss Alice! Come here directly, and get ready for your walk!' ‘Coming in a minute, nurse! But I've got to see that the mouse doesn't get out.' Only I don't think,” Alice went on, “that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering people about like that!” By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room with a table in the window, and on it (as she had hoped) a fan and two or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves: she took up the fan and a pair of the gloves, and was just going to leave the room, when her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking-glass. There was no label this time with the words “DRINK ME,” but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips. “I know something interesting is sure to happen,” she said to herself, “whenever I eat or drink anything; so I'll just see what this bottle does. I do hope it'll make me grow large again, for really I'm quite tired of being such a tiny little thing!” It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected: before she had drunk half the bottle, she found her head pressing against the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her neck from being broken. She hastily put down the bottle, saying to herself “That's quite enough—I hope I shan't grow any more—As it is, I can't get out at the door—I do wish I hadn't drunk quite so much!” Alas! it was too late to wish that! She went on growing, and growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the floor: in another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the other arm curled round her head. Still she went on growing, and, as a last resource, she put one arm out of the window, and one foot up the chimney, and said to herself “Now I can do no more, whatever happens. What will become of me?” Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full effect, and she grew no larger: still it was very uncomfortable, and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of her ever getting out of the room again, no wonder she felt unhappy. “It was much pleasanter at home,” thought poor Alice, “when one wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone down that rabbit-hole—and yet—and yet—it's rather curious, you know, this sort of life! I do wonder what can have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up, I'll write one—but I'm grown up now,” she added in a sorrowful tone; “at least there's no room to grow up any more here.” “But then,” thought Alice, “shall I never get any older than I am now? That'll be a comfort, one way—never to be an old woman—but then—always to have lessons to learn! Oh, I shouldn't like that!” “Oh, you foolish Alice!” she answered herself. “How can you learn lessons in here? Why, there's hardly room for you, and no room at all for any lesson-books!” And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen. “Mary Ann! Mary Ann!” said the voice. “Fetch me my gloves this moment!” Then came a little pattering of feet on the stairs. Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had no reason to be afraid of it. Presently the Rabbit came up to the door, and tried to open it; but, as the door opened inwards, and Alice's elbow was pressed hard against it, that attempt proved a failure. Alice heard it say to itself “Then I'll go round and get in at the window.” “That you won't!” thought Alice, and, after waiting till she fancied she heard the Rabbit just under the window, she suddenly spread out her hand, and made a snatch in the air. She did not get hold of anything, but she heard a little shriek and a fall, and a crash of broken glass, from which she concluded that it was just possible it had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or something of the sort. Next came an angry voice—the Rabbit's—“Pat! Pat! Where are you?” And then a voice she had never heard before, “Sure then I'm here! Digging for apples, yer honour!” “Digging for apples, indeed!” said the Rabbit angrily. “Here! Come and help me out of this!” (Sounds of more broken glass.) “Now tell me, Pat, what's that in the window?” “Sure, it's an arm, yer honour!” (He pronounced it “arrum.”) “An arm, you goose! Who ever saw one that size? Why, it fills the whole window!” “Sure, it does, yer honour: but it's an arm for all that.” “Well, it's got no business there, at any rate: go and take it away!” There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear whispers now and then; such as, “Sure, I don't like it, yer honour, at all, at all!” “Do as I tell you, you coward!” and at last she spread out her hand again, and made another snatch in the air. This time there were two little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass. “What a number of cucumber-frames there must be!” thought Alice. “I wonder what they'll do next! As for pulling me out of the window, I only wish they could! I'm sure I don't want to stay in here any longer!” She waited for some time without hearing anything more: at last came a rumbling of little cartwheels, and the sound of a good many voices all talking together: she made out the words: “Where's the other ladder?—Why, I hadn't to bring but one; Bill's got the other—Bill! fetch it here, lad!—Here, put 'em up at this corner—No, tie 'em together first—they don't reach half high enough yet—Oh! they'll do well enough; don't be particular—Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope—Will the roof bear?—Mind that loose slate—Oh, it's coming down! Heads below!” (a loud crash)—“Now, who did that?—It was Bill, I fancy—Who's to go down the chimney?—Nay, I shan't! You do it!—That I won't, then!—Bill's to go down—Here, Bill! the master says you're to go down the chimney!” “Oh! So Bill's got to come down the chimney, has he?” said Alice to herself. “Shy, they seem to put everything upon Bill! I wouldn't be in Bill's place for a good deal: this fireplace is narrow, to be sure; but I think I can kick a little!” She drew her foot as far down the chimney as she could, and waited till she heard a little animal (she couldn't guess of what sort it was) scratching and scrambling about in the chimney close above her: then, saying to herself “This is Bill,” she gave one sharp kick, and waited to see what would happen next. The first thing she heard was a general chorus of “There goes Bill!” then the Rabbit's voice along—“Catch him, you by the hedge!” then silence, and then another confusion of voices—“Hold up his head—Brandy now—Don't choke him—How was it, old fellow? What happened to you? Tell us all about it!” Last came a little feeble, squeaking voice, (“That's Bill,” thought Alice,) “Well, I hardly know—No more, thank ye; I'm better now—but I'm a deal too flustered to tell you—all I know is, something comes at me like a Jack-in-the-box, and up I goes like a sky-rocket!” “So you did, old fellow!” said the others. “We must burn the house down!” said the Rabbit's voice; and Alice called out as loud as she could, “If you do, I'll set Dinah at you!” There was a dead silence instantly, and Alice thought to herself, “I wonder what they will do next! If they had any sense, they'd take the roof off.” After a minute or two, they began moving about again, and Alice heard the Rabbit say, “A barrowful will do, to begin with.” “A barrowful of what?” thought Alice; but she had not long to doubt, for the next moment a shower of little pebbles came rattling in at the window, and some of them hit her in the face. “I'll put a stop to this,” she said to herself, and shouted out, “You'd better not do that again!” which produced another dead silence. Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head. “If I eat one of these cakes,” she thought, “it's sure to make some change in my size; and as it can't possibly make me larger, it must make me smaller, I suppose.” So she swallowed one of the cakes, and was delighted to find that she began shrinking directly. As soon as she was small enough to get through the door, she ran out of the house, and found quite a crowd of little animals and birds waiting outside. The poor little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle, being held up by two guinea-pigs, who were giving it something out of a bottle. They all made a rush at Alice the moment she appeared; but she ran off as hard as she could, and soon found herself safe in a thick wood. “The first thing I've got to do,” said Alice to herself, as she wandered about in the wood, “is to grow to my right size again; and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden. I think that will be the best plan.” It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and very neatly and simply arranged; the only difficulty was, that she had not the smallest idea how to set about it; and while she was peering about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp bark just over her head made her look up in a great hurry. An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large round eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to touch her. “Poor little thing!” said Alice, in a coaxing tone, and she tried hard to whistle to it; but she was terribly frightened all the time at the thought that it might be hungry, in which case it would be very likely to eat her up in spite of all her coaxing. Hardly knowing what she did, she picked up a little bit of stick, and held it out to the puppy; whereupon the puppy jumped into the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of delight, and rushed at the stick, and made believe to worry it; then Alice dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself from being run over; and the moment she appeared on the other side, the puppy made another rush at the stick, and tumbled head over heels in its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, thinking it was very like having a game of play with a cart-horse, and expecting every moment to be trampled under its feet, ran round the thistle again; then the puppy began a series of short charges at the stick, running a very little way forwards each time and a long way back, and barking hoarsely all the while, till at last it sat down a good way off, panting, with its tongue hanging out of its mouth, and its great eyes half shut. This seemed to Alice a good opportunity for making her escape; so she set off at once, and ran till she was quite tired and out of breath, and till the puppy's bark sounded quite faint in the distance. “And yet what a dear little puppy it was!” said Alice, as she leant against a buttercup to rest herself, and fanned herself with one of the leaves: “I should have liked teaching it tricks very much, if—if I'd only been the right size to do it! Oh dear! I'd nearly forgotten that I've got to grow up again! Let me see—how is it to be managed? I suppose I ought to eat or drink something or other; but the great question is, what?” The great question certainly was, what? Alice looked all round her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under the circumstances. There was a large mushroom growing near her, about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under it, and on both sides of it, and behind it, it occurred to her that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it. She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the edge of the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those of a large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else.
Classics You Slept Through: Episode 67 - Alice's Adventures in Wonderland Discussion 1 (Chap. 1 - 6) We're breaking down the first six chapters of Lewis Carroll's immortal Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, and all of it's iconic scenes. The rabbit hole! Eat Me! Drink Me! The Caterpillar! The Cheshire Cat! They're all in this episode, ready to be talked about! YouTube Twitter Facebook Instagram Twitch Email: CYSTPod@gmail.com
Alice is confronted by the White Rabbit, who is searching for his gloves and fan. Alice searches for it too but is unable to locate them. The White Rabbit misidentifies Alice as his housemaid, Mary Ann, and orders her to retrieve his belongings from his home. Alice is startled by the Rabbit's demands, but she obeys and quickly locates his home. She thinks about how odd it is to take orders from animals while she walks, and she imagines her cat Dinah ordering her around when she gets home. She discovers the gloves and fan inside the home, as well as a small bottle labeled "DRINK ME." Alice drinks the liquid, curious as to what the contents of the bottle would do. She begins to grow significantly before she can finish, and she can barely fit in the room. Alice concludes that her adventures are akin to a fairy tale and dreams of one day writing her own tales. She reasoned that, with her new height, she had grown up and would never age. The White Rabbit asks for his fan and gloves, interrupting her line of thought. He attempts to break into the home, but Alice's gigantic arm keeps the door shut. The Rabbit attempts to climb through the window, but Alice deflects him with her enormous hand. When Alice swats them away again, the Rabbit summons his servant, Pat, and the two begin plotting a plan to deal with her. The Rabbit and Pat enlist the help of another servant, a lizard called Bill, to descend the chimney, but Alice sends him flying with her foot. Inside, a crowd assembled, calling for the house to be set on fire. They start throwing pebbles through the window at Alice's face after she tries to send Dinah to get them. The pebbles turn into cakes, and Alice eats one and shrinks, reasoning that the cakes could cause her to shrink. When she leaves the home, she is surrounded by a group of animals that are ready to attack her. Alice flees into the woods, where she ponders how she can regain her usual size and locate the garden. She comes across a massive mushroom and climbs to the top, where she discovers a blue caterpillar. https://chimesradio.com http://onelink.to/8uzr4g https://www.instagram.com/vrchimesradio/ https://www.facebook.com/chimesradio/ Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/chimesradioSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Alice was sitting on the bank, reading with her sister. Alice was lonely and exhausted when she saw a white rabbit running towards her. "Oh dear!" the Rabbit exclaimed to itself. Oh, no! I'm going to be late!" The rabbit then hurried up, pulling a watch from its waistcoat pocket. Alice had never seen a rabbit with a watch or a waistcoat pocket before. She followed the rabbit and saw it vanish down a wide rabbit-hole beneath the hedge. The rabbit hole continued like a maze, and she found herself slipping into a very deep hole. She inspected the well's sides and found that they were lined with cupboards and bookcases. Several thoughts ran through Alice's head, but she had no idea where she was. When Alice stands up, she notices the White Rabbit disappearing around a corner. Alice makes her way down a long corridor lined with doors. The doors are all closed, so Alice uses a key she finds on a glass table to test them. Behind a curtain, Alice discovers a small door. She tries the key once more and discovers that it leads to a passage and a garden. Since the door is much too small for Alice to fit through, she returns to the table in the hopes of finding something useful. On the table is a bottle labeled "DRINK ME." After checking the bottle to ensure it does not contain poison, Alice drinks the contents. Alice shrinks instantly, and even though she can now fit through the door, she discovers she has left the key on the tabletop high above her. She alternates between weeping and berating herself for crying before finding a small cake underneath the table with the words "EAT ME" written on it. Alice eats the cake in the hopes of going back in the same size. https://chimesradio.com http://onelink.to/8uzr4g https://www.instagram.com/vrchimesradio/ https://www.facebook.com/chimesradio/ Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/chimesradioSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Winslow Dumaine reveals the myriad of projects he has undertaken during the pandemic, from organizing, donating, and protesting, to taking another deep dive back into his ever-growing Tarot Restless universe. Winslow is a writer, artist, comedian, and merch wizard. You may recognize him from opening for Kyle Kinane, his Tarot Restless project, or art featured on his website. His new Kickstarter launches soon. Check it out here, when it's available. Time Stamps: 01:07 – Useless advice on getting booked Mentions of Kyle Kinane, ‘Trampoline in a Ditch’ 02:30 – A goth and a metalhead discuss Marilyn Manson’s album ‘We Are Chaos’ Mentions of ‘The Pale Emperor’, ‘Heaven Upside Down’, ‘God’s Gonna Cut You Down’, ‘The Golden Age of Grotesque’, ‘Eat Me, Drink Me’, ‘Antichrist Superstar’, ‘Portrait of an American Family’ 05:40 – “He’s a hair’s breadth away from being actually cancelled” 06:04 – “Is the ‘Trump Effect’ actually the Marilyn Manson Effect?” Mentions of Donald Trump, Richard Nixon, Barry Goldwater, Ronald Regan, Mike Pence, The Nuremberg Trials, Pink Floyd 08:12 – “Mike Pence is irrelevant” Mentions of Kenosha’s Sheriff, Steve Bannon, Darth Vader, World of Warcraft, Nebraska, Incels, Game of Thrones 11:39 – How fascists infiltrate nerd sub-cultures Mentions of My Little Pony, ‘The Road’ 14:04 – “When I was a kid, I was obsessed with the apocalypse” Mentions of ‘The Stand’, ‘Swan Song’, Patton Oswalt 15:03 – A brief history of the Tarot Restless Universe Mentions of India Weston, Alternate Reality Games, ‘Restless’, Tarot decks, Dark Souls, Silent Hill 21:28 – “…And you’re also a comedian” 22:14 – The Lost Summer of Winslow 24:03 – Protesting and other civic duties Mentions of George Floyd, Brave Space Alliance, ‘It Could Happen Here’, ‘Behind The Bastards’, Robert Evans, Black Lives Matter 26:07 – “Not doomsday prepping…” Mention of suicide, Jon Torres, Don’t Tell Comedy 27:33 – Violent Social Justice Fantasies 28:00 – End-times currency 30:38 – Naked Cowboy Summer 32:31 – Awkward, aggressive flirting Mentions of depression, low self-esteem, Incels, Social Justice Warlocks 35:20 – Scrutinizing online receipts and how to apologize Mentions of Twitter, Facebook 37:27 – “We live in a world that demands constant apology and gives no forgiveness” 40:31 – “People see your crimes, but they don’t see you doing the time” 41:13 – How to apologize on Twitter; James Gunn edition Mentions of Twitter, Cancel Culture, Disney, ‘Guardians of the Galaxy’, Louis CK 43:44 – Silly thirst traps Mention of Le Aboav, Instagram 44:49 – I was the fat kid Mentions of Seattle, Miami, 9/11 45:59 – Winslow was the skinny kid Mentions of Anorexia, Self-Loathing 49:04 – “When I started lifting weights, heavy” 49:47 – Working through depression 52:10 – “How has your approach to social media changed?” 53:05 – “Gatorade Should Be Thicker” 53:45 – Mayor of Silent Hill 55:09 – Gatorade Should Be Thicker, explained Mentions of Google, Twitter, Jim Gaffigan, “Who Is John Galt?”, Cole’s Bar, Hannibal Burress, Kyle Kinane, Dave Ross, National Geographic, and old memes: “pee is stored in the balls,” throwing car batteries in the lake 59:49 – Success is not overnight 60:55 – Water bottles labelled “CUM!” Mentions of The Onion, Facebook, C2E2 1:04:19 – “Judge ask me if I regret I name my son Barp…” 1:06:12 – Media Diet Mentions of BLM, don’t read ‘White Fragility’, ‘White Rage’, The Goon Show, The Firesign Theater, Monty Python, John Cleese, ‘So, Anyway’, Peter Sellers, Spike Milligan, The Simpsons, The Beatles, ‘Chernobyl’, Marilyn Manson, Black Metal, ‘Behind The Bastards’, ‘Worst Year Ever, ‘The Dollop’ 1:11:06 – I pitch ‘The Wire’ to Winslow Mentions of ‘Fight Club’, David Simon, HBO, ‘Homicide: Life on the Street’, ‘True Detective’, HP Lovecraft, Silent Hill 1:15:44 – “Where does comedy go from here?” Mentions of John McCombs, ‘Breaking Into Business’, Brooks Wheelan 1:19:05 – My son Barp, Redux 1:20:04 – Final Words
Hey Batwoman fans! Since you had a long wait last week we're dropping two episodes for you this week! Come and take a listen to our rewatch of the very spooky vampirey episode of "Drink Me," now airing in spooky season as it should!! Check it out.
Hey Batwoman fans! Since you had a long wait last week we’re dropping two episodes for you this week! Come and take a listen to our rewatch of the very spooky vampirey episode of “Drink Me,” now airing in spooky season as it should!! Check it out. Find Batwoman Podcast On: Website: BatwomanPodcast.com Social Media: Facebook – Twitter @BatwomanPodcast Subscribe: Apple […] The post Batwoman Podcast Season 1.5- Episode 15: “Drink Me” Rewatch appeared first on DC TV Podcasts.
Hey Batwoman fans! Since you had a long wait last week we’re dropping two episodes for you this week! Come and take a listen to our rewatch of the very spooky vampirey episode of “Drink Me,” now airing in spooky season as it should!! Check it out. Find Batwoman Podcast On: Website: BatwomanPodcast.com Social Media: Facebook – Twitter @BatwomanPodcast Subscribe: Apple […] The post Batwoman Podcast Season 1.5- Episode 15: “Drink Me” Rewatch appeared first on DC TV Podcasts.
Here we are for episode 381! This time Paul and Cuthbert dig through the archives to locate scenes from two episodes which were never completed - the longest of which relates to Virtual Reality, while the other involves a petty feud between the regulars after the winning of a prestigious award! We also have a behind-the-scenes chat with Toppie Smellie about archive TV which has remained squirreled away for several months. All this and we catchup with the regulars and get a phone-call from Dusty The Scone-eating Dandelion! Poems which appear this time include: GOING DOWN THE SHOPS WITH MY CYCLOPS, GIVING UP ON GIVING UP! and EAT ME, DRINK ME! Our next episode, #382 sees Nick and Paul sharing some extra special chat from the Yeti archives! Do join us, won't you?! Please email me at shyyeti@yahoo.co.uk if you have any comments - you can even send me a sound-file and I'll include it. The music is by Shy Yeti, Harry F and Luca. Sound effects are by Paul Chandler and Soundbible. All content of this episode is Copyright Paul Chandler, 2020. Most of the material for the Virtual Reality segment was recorded on the 22nd of March 2018, except for the Cuthbert scene and other linking material which was recorded on Tuesday 6th of October 2020. The Awards episode excerpt was recorded on the 5th of March 2019, with extra arguing recorded on Wednesday 7th of October 2020. Meanwhile, the intro and outro chat for this edition were recorded on the 4th of May 2019, whilst our chat with Toppie comes from 4th of August 2019. Last but not least, Cuthbert's additional links were recorded between the 29th of September and 10th of October 2020. Our Sutton Park clips this time are from episodes 474 and 475 which were recorded way back in late-May 1994.
This is where it starts, but this isn't where it will end. John Thyer joins us on the latest episode of our Marilyn Manson discography hopping romp to have the most intelligent criticism one can have of what could be considered Brian Warner's solo debut, the goth-rock inspired Eat Me, Drink Me.
We discuss Batwoman season 1, episode 13 “Drink Me.” This episode went back to the villain of the week format, but not without giving us some major plot points. Mary figured out the secret! Sophie made out with Batwoman! Alice is holding full conversations with a skin mask attached to a mannequin! THINGS. ARE. CRAZY. We talk about how we think that Batwoman should be in the conversation about the best shows currently on tv, and Erin gets repeated visits from their pets. Shelley and Erin list non-dairy alternatives to milk for a while, in case you’re into that sort of thing. You can find us on Twitter! Shelley is @schop23 and Erin is @erniegreenbean. The show’s Twitter pages are @RedHairingPod and @PodOffCourse, and you can also contact us at redhairingpod@gmail.com and podoffcourse@gmail.com. Endorsements: Erin – I Am Not Okay With This (Netflix Series): https://www.netflix.com/title/80244781 Shelley – Minimalist Baker: https://minimalistbaker.com/
Hey Batwoman fans! We have another exciting episode of the Batwoman Podcast out for you, covering episode 13 of season 1 of Batwoman- “Drink Me.” Check it out below! BATWOMAN “Drink Me” — (8:00-9:00 p.m. ET) (TV-14, V) (HDTV) BEING A HERO IS DRAINING – A new villain sinks her teeth into Gotham and The […] The post Batwoman Podcast Season 1- Episode 13: “Drink Me” appeared first on DC TV Podcasts.
You can help to support this show and the rest of the Suicide Squadcast Network through Patreon at this link. Thank you for your support! This week Ray talks about: The 100th episode of Supergirl! “Drink Me” on Batwoman! “The Book of War: Chapter One” on Black Lightning! “Grodd Friended Me” on The Flash! “Mortal Khanbat” on Legends of Tomorrow! Follow The DCTV Squadcast on Twitter at @DCTVSquadcast Follow Ray on Twitter at @theflitecast Email us at DCTVSquadcast@gmail.com Subscribe to The Suicide Squadcast Network: The Suicide Squadcast: iTunes / Google Play / Stitcher / RSS DCTV Squadcast: iTunes / Google Play / Stitcher / RSS DC Comics Squadcast: iTunes / Google Play / Stitcher / RSS Fans Without Borders: iTunes / Google Play / Stitcher / RSS
Hey Batwoman fans! We have another exciting episode of the Batwoman Podcast out for you, covering episode 13 of season 1 of Batwoman- “Drink Me.” Check it out below! BATWOMAN “Drink Me” — (8:00-9:00 p.m. ET) (TV-14, V) (HDTV) BEING A HERO IS DRAINING – A new villain sinks her teeth into Gotham and The […] The post Batwoman Podcast Season 1- Episode 13: “Drink Me” appeared first on DC TV Podcasts.
We are back to talk more about our favorite Arrowverse shows and Picard! First our dynamic duo starts with some good old-fashioned trailer talk. Then we give our honest thoughts on the Hunters pilot. Our host Sarah Belmont drops some Picard & Flash tea. Finally, our SNN Producer Will Polk drops the mic on Black Lightning and a very different one on Supergirl. We rant...we rave...we review this is Scene N’ Nerd. 0:00 Welcome and Sarah finally shares her thoughts on To All The Boys I've Loved Before 2 and new things to look forward to on Netflix. 4:52 We give our thoughts on the Jordan Peele's new Candyman trailer. 9:10 Honest talk on the Hunters episode 1 "In the Belly of the Whale." 16:32 This week Star Trek Picard reaches Freecloud in episode 1 x 5 "Stardust City." 27:40 We get Gravediggers backstory in Black Lightning 1 x 14 "The Book of War: Chapter One: Homecoming." 33:30 We celebrate Supergirl as the show hits their 100th episode in 5 x 13 "It's a Super Life." 37:50 Barry is still dealing with a post Crisis world in The Flash episode 6 x 13 "Grodd Friended Me." 49:03 Change of pace this week with Batwoman 1 x 13 "Drink Me." #StarTrekPicard #Supergirl #TheFlash #BlackLightning #Hunters #Batwoman Bookmark our website http://scenennerd.libsyn.com/ for new shows every week. Search "Scene N' Nerd" wherever you get your podcasts and subscribe for original shows.
Nocturna puts the fear of the nightlife into Gotham in episode 1x13, "Drink Me." Dany and Devon break down the episode and discuss how this Nocturna is different than the comics, Jacob getting a personality transplant, how both Alice and Mary are the smartest people in the room, and Sophie makes a choice. Email: gaygalswatch@gmail.com Twitter: @GayGalsWatch Dany- @XanDany Devon- @KDevNic
We sit down with Long Beach resident, Sarah Bennett, and talk candidly about all things Long Beach, losing her mother at an early age, exploring subcultures of Los Angeles and her rise from struggling writer to nationally recognized journalist. Sarah Bennett is an award winning journalist who is currently a Media Studies Professor at Santa Ana College. As a freelance journalist, her words have been published in the L.A. Times, L.A. Weekly, O.C. Weekly, Time Magazine, Los Angeles Magazine, CNN, NBC News, Paper Magazine, Thrillist, First We Feast, L.A. Record, Beer Advocate, City Beat Long Beach, Drink Me! Mag, The District Weekly, Vienna’s Der Standard, Culture Magazine and more. In addition to teaching full-time at Santa Ana College, Sarah is also the host of, Suppertime In The LBC, with food writer Brian Addison. https://lbpost.com/tag/suppertime-in-the-lbc/ Intro Music Used By Permission Artist: 40 Watt Hype. Song: Mas Y Mas https://music.apple.com/us/album/mas-y-mas/369229887?i=369229987&fbclid=IwAR1dhx4RKqx9G7jubS5I_qB7CTyM0RleLn3Re8hbkoQe8--12p0TF-qvSS0 The Radio Mundial Podcast is recorded by Elijah Raziel at La Banda Elastica Radio in Highland Park, CA.
Salad special with Marijne van der Vlugt in conversation with David Eastaugh Van der Vlugt had previously worked as a model, and as a video jockey for MTV Europe. The band started performing as The Merry Babes but changed to Salad in 1992, when Pete Brown was recruited on bass. Their first two releases, the Kent EP and "Diminished Clothes", were released on their own Waldorf label, gaining them significant music press coverage and leading to a deal with Island Records, initially on the 'indie' sub-label Island Red. Early singles reached the top 75 of the UK Singles Chart, with "Motorbike to Heaven" just missing out on a top 40 placing. First album, Drink Me (1995), reached No. 16 of the UK Albums Chart. The next three singles were all minor chart hits, but second album Ice Cream (1997) failed to match the success of the first. The band were dropped by Island Records and ultimately disbanded in 1998. Van der Vlugt later formed Cowboy Racer, whose song "Yellow Horse" featured on the US television show, Grey's Anatomy. Pete Brown and Rob Wakeman established the popular entertainment site, BoreMe, which Pete Brown now runs on his own. Charley Stone has gone on to play in a number of bands including The Fallen Women and The Abba Stripes. Rob Wakeman released a few Tech House and Techno singles between 1999 and 2002, including Legs With Wings on City Rockers (2002). Wakeman, together with Jo Addison, formed the band Lapwing in 1999, appearing on various compilation albums from record labels including Mind Horizon Recordings and Dishy. In 2016 Van der Vlugt and Kennedy began performing Salad songs acoustically as "Salad Undressed". They also performed their first radio session in 19 years at Phoenix FM in Brentwood. The duo, now joined by long time collaborator Donald Ross Skinner released an album entitled Good Love Bad Love in March 2018 – their first as Salad Undressed. In 2017 the band announced that they would be playing two dates as a full electric band (with original bassist Pete Brown, guitarist Charley Stone and drummer Donald Ross Skinner joining van der Vlugt and Kennedy) in London before releasing a new album as a full band.[5] Third album The Salad Way was released on 30 August 2019.
Blow out the candles on all your Frankensteins, because it's Halloween. Time to get spooky you cowards. This time around we've got friend of the pod and recovering goth Brittni in the house to talk Marilyn Manson. We tackle his maligned 2007 release EAT ME, DRINK ME, an album which delves into his ephebophilic on-again-off-again abusive relationship with a barely legal Evan Rachel Wood in disgustingly lurid detail. When he's not caterwauling about their yucky sex stuff he's either doing baby bat madlibs, weirdly flexing about being responsible for a woman driving off of a cliff, or firing off shots at all the haters and imitators. All of this over tepid, boilerplate alt rock compositions care of a wildly overworked Tim Sköld. In all honesty this episode was supposed to be spooky in an ooky kooky kind of way, but it ended up being straight up depressing and truly horrifying. It turns out Manson is a real monster, he doesn't just play one on MTV. Stoppie discretion is advised.
Blow out the candles on all your Frankensteins, because it's Halloween. Time to get spooky you cowards. This time around we've got friend of the pod and recovering goth Brittni in the house to talk Marilyn Manson. We tackle his maligned 2007 release EAT ME, DRINK ME, an album which delves into his ephebophilic on-again-off-again abusive relationship with a barely legal Evan Rachel Wood in disgustingly lurid detail. When he's not caterwauling about their yucky sex stuff he's either doing baby bat madlibs, weirdly flexing about being responsible for a woman driving off of a cliff, or firing off shots at all the haters and imitators. All of this over tepid, boilerplate alt rock compositions care of a wildly overworked Tim Sköld. In all honesty this episode was supposed to be spooky in an ooky kooky kind of way, but it ended up being straight up depressing and truly horrifying. It turns out Manson is a real monster, he doesn't just play one on MTV. Stoppie discretion is advised.
Blow out the candles on all your Frankensteins, because it's Halloween. Time to get spooky you cowards. This time around we've got friend of the pod and recovering goth Brittni in the house to talk Marilyn Manson. We tackle his maligned 2007 release EAT ME, DRINK ME, an album which delves into his ephebophilic on-again-off-again abusive relationship with a barely legal Evan Rachel Wood in disgustingly lurid detail. When he's not caterwauling about their yucky sex stuff he's either doing baby bat madlibs, weirdly flexing about being responsible for a woman driving off of a cliff, or firing off shots at all the haters and imitators. All of this over tepid, boilerplate alt rock compositions care of a wildly overworked Tim Sköld. In all honesty this episode was supposed to be spooky in an ooky kooky kind of way, but it ended up being straight up depressing and truly horrifying. It turns out Manson is a real monster, he doesn't just play one on MTV. Stoppie discretion is advised.Check out all the great music podcasts over on Pantheon.
Blow out the candles on all your Frankensteins, because it's Halloween. Time to get spooky you cowards. This time around we've got friend of the pod and recovering goth Brittni in the house to talk Marilyn Manson. We tackle his maligned 2007 release EAT ME, DRINK ME, an album which delves into his ephebophilic on-again-off-again abusive relationship with a barely legal Evan Rachel Wood in disgustingly lurid detail. When he's not caterwauling about their yucky sex stuff he's either doing baby bat madlibs, weirdly flexing about being responsible for a woman driving off of a cliff, or firing off shots at all the haters and imitators. All of this over tepid, boilerplate alt rock compositions care of a wildly overworked Tim Sköld. In all honesty this episode was supposed to be spooky in an ooky kooky kind of way, but it ended up being straight up depressing and truly horrifying. It turns out Manson is a real monster, he doesn't just play one on MTV. Stoppie discretion is advised. Check out all the great music podcasts over on Pantheon.
In a city full of mainstream Rogers and Hammerstein musicals, I found myself at the Wise Hall in Vancouver with my friends, strapping on a mask and awaiting our entry to the unknown. Down the rabbit hole we did go. We found ourselves entering the world of Alice in Wonderland in the interactive theatre extravaganza Alice in Glitterland put on by the fan favourite Geekenders performing troupe. Right from the top, you were slapped in the face with excitement, jazz, sex and debauchery as the Red Queen played by Isabella Halliday (she/her) entered and proclaimed “Welcome To Glitterland!”. By the end of the first number you can already tell that this was going to be a night of theatre that you’ll never forget. From the scenic design (Ariel Slack), which included a full sized ball pit, to the incredible choice of music (which I assume that director Farlith Harvey (she/her) had a strong hand in compiling together), you got to throw away your worries and let the night take you away. Most people that have seen the world famous Sleep No More in New York City would assume that Glitterland was modelled after the that, and though there are some similarities, this was truly like nothing I have ever seen before. The innovative role of “Drink Me” played by Karina Da Juan was THE first scene I stumbled into and her impressive acro and pole skills sold me right away. Before I get into more of the incredible performances I witnessed, I have to give kudos to the true star of the show - the lighting designer Keegan Elrick. The lighting was sexy, moody and really gave a clear narrative to the different scenes going on. With more then 10 hour of content and 90+ scenes, there was something for everyone, even for those who were not original familiar with the tale written by Lewis Carrol in 1865. I was lucky enough to catch Shara Turner (they/them) as the White Queen who’s emotional journey was raw, down to earth, and wrought with pain. Halliday as the Red Queen was another show stealer, as her relationship with every cast member shined through with her impressive acting chops and ‘Mother Earth’ like moments. To be honest, the whole thing was incredibly casted - kudos to Harvey on that front. There was much diversity in the choices, but it goes without saying that these were the right people for their roles, bar none. Rielly Ellis (he/they) as the Cheshire Cat and Jordan Svenkeson (they/them) both had strong acting journeys. Two newer faces that I’ve hadn’t had much chance to see before, I was impressed by their severe animalistic attack on their roles, which was juxtiposed by their deeply human emtotions towards Alice. And of course, I can’t write this review without speaking about Lydndsey Britten (she/her). I’ve had the pleasure of knowing Lyndsey for quite a while, and never have I seen her in more of a breathtaking role. She studied as a dancer before breaking through the theatre world, and I’ve seen her do many incredible performances on stage but this one takes the cake. Her naive approach, along with her natural sex appeal, beautiful lines, and strong story telling really lead the show to a victory. Britten is a leading lady, and anyone that was lucky enough to snag a ticket was seeing a star being born. Harvey, and the Geekenders cast of Alice in Glitter-land really did hit it out of the park with this one. With an impressive count of 15 choreographers, and a production team longer then this review it's impossible to name everyone. As a fellow artist and creator, I say bravo! I’ll end with this. Every actor that was able to be whisked away into Glitterland is now going home to look up when Geekenders next auditions will be, and I’ll be first in line.
Last week our friend Rich Swanson found a box of old cassette tapes. This box included some old Floater recordings, Two Minutes Hate (lead by Scott Watkins & Keith Brown) and some very old Henry’s Child songs. He gave some of these cassettes to our friend Steve Rogers and he was able to digitize them. There are lots of gems on there, but one song in particular stuck out to me and so I chose to do a podcast about it. It’s an old song, but a goodie and one that has some nice bones to it. This then poses the question: Should Henry’s Child re-record some older songs? Would you be interested in hearing songs from “Mumbles and Screams” or “Drink Me” re-recorded? Enjoy! HENRY’S CHILD URLs: Official Website http://henryschild.com/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCo31Ezkv6jKZBkdgpJSKH4A Bandcamp: https://henryschild.bandcamp.com Reverb Nation: https://www.reverbnation.com/henryschild Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/henryschild1/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/henrys_child Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/henryschildband/ Apple Podcasts: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/am-i-crazy-or-am-i-just-raving/id1334445824 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/2YlCtWjpLQ6Lyt74n27bz9?si=EMmnxNTqQ7aAsDXdsKIqLA Google Play: https://play.google.com/music/listen#/ps/I5euorptmt4fhoahov5mu5c246u Some of the amazing that have been on this Podcast are Andre Hagestedt, Brian Forster, Carey Rich, Carl Sundberg, Daniel Riddle, Darren Linder, Farmer Greif, Greg Gillespie, Howard Libes, Jake Morton, Jarrett Holly, Job Boldt, Kevin Richardson, Logan Hawkes, Rex Morningstar, Sebastian Phoenix, Soriah, Scott Watkins Those folks represent these bands: After the Rain, Aloe Blacc, Big Hippie, Elemental Records, Henry’s Child, Hyding Jekyll, Jollymon, King Black Acid, Othrys, Seven Second Circle, Soriah, Thresher, Two Minutes Hate, Vial… Experiment, We Have Guns
Late-Night throws it back with "DRiNK ME" during our summer season featuring stories on themes inspired by Alice in Wonderland. Positively shameless, this is the adults-only black sheep of the storytelling family. Our story slammers drawn from the Mad Hatter's hat are intoxicated with true stories. Slammers: Chelsea Harada, Samuel Paden, Janessa, Becky Walker, and "The Slammer of Shame."
Late-Night throws it back with "DRiNK ME" during our summer season featuring stories on themes inspired by Alice in Wonderland. Positively shameless, this is the adults-only black sheep of the storytelling family. Our story slammers drawn from the Mad Hatter's hat are intoxicated with true stories. Slammers: Mary Pratt, Mary Frances Ballen, Ruth Schwartz, Jeannie Peterson, and "The Slammer of Shame."
True stories from our featured storytellers on themes from Wonderland. On this episode we guzzle stories from our featured storytellers at DRiNK ME. Flint Weisser becomes a bio-hazard while DJ Red shrinks his body hoping his problems will shrink too. Adult content advised. Hosted by Minerva Jayne | Music by Thee Corvids Directed by Jodi Eichelberger photo by Chelsea Harada
In this extended mythology episode, we will look at the treasures created during the Churning of the Ocean from Episode 07 Drink Me. Music Credits: Murder & Myths theme music created by Castro Vania Intro and background music: “Naraina” & "Dhaka" by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/ More episode errata available at http://www.murderandmyths.com
Larpwright and organizer Betty Bong on translating play across cultures. Cozy Larp LA, B Studio, Empresses in the Palace, Snow White, by J Li, Drink Me, by Betsy Isaacson, Inheritance, by Luke Crane, Star Crossed 14 Days, by Hannah Shaffer and Evan Rowland, Ghost Court: The Improvised Musical, Bully Pulpit Games at Origins, Big Bad Con 2018 Kickstarter
Celldweller - The Imperial March, All About Eve - D for Desire, X-Mal Deutschland - Incubus Succubus II, Ghost Dance - Fool's Gold, Hazel O'Connor - D-Days, Auger - Nightcrawlers, The Anix ft. Apoptygma Berzerk - Burn, The Crüxshadows - Starfall, Johnny Bleu - Eat Me, Drink Me, Love Me, Kill Me, Disjecta Membra - Antoinette Marionette (Single Version), Pretentious, Moi? - The Haunting, Die Krupps - Fuck You, Grooving In Green - The Post Truth (The Fake Mix), Superbean - Fuck Youth
In this episode of the “Am I Crazy Or Am I Raving” Henry’s Child Podcast where we continue the origin story of Henry’s Child. We start with an examination of Jeff Reilly’s drum beats and how integral he was to the inception of a Henry’s Child “sound”. This also includes how good of a vocalist he was and we demonstrate it with a snippet of “And Then It Came To Me”, an unreleased song. Rich recalls the first show in December of 1993 and starting to record “Drink Me” in March of 1994. Andrew and Rich confess that they were the ultimate Geek band who would often play “Magic The Gathering” before shows with friends and fans. Then there was a choice made to replace Kris on bass. Andrew and Rich go through the list of possible Kris Holm replacements, eventually landing on Thom. Thom tells the story of frequent lunches at Pizza Pete’s in Eugene where he was asked to join Henry’s Child. Thom recalls the first few weeks in Henry’s Child and the CD Release show at John Henry’s, including hitting the wrong note on the first song of the first show he played with the band. We remember Bruce Hartnell (from the Detonators) at John Henry’s and how Tuesday and Wednesday nights were the bands bread-and-butter. Andrew tells the story of how playing at the Satyricon in Portland paved the way for Henry’s Child to play Salem through the unlikely meeting of the band “Solace”. This leads to the beginning of Henry’s Child getting popular. We end this conversation talking about entering the Sonic X-Plosion and getting signed to Elemental Records. Official Website http://henryschild.com/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCo31Ezkv6jKZBkdgpJSKH4A Bandcamp: https://henryschild.bandcamp.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/henryschild1/ Twitter https://twitter.com/henrys_child
This is the origin story of Henry’s Child, as told by Andrew Smith and Rich Clinton: Andrew Smith met Rob Wynia at a Dungeons and Dragons game. They bonded over one quoting a Rush lyric and the other finishing it. Yes, the Midi-chlorian was high for both of them. With Andrew’s poetry and Rob’s old P-Bass in hand, they started out to put a band together. With Andy Dent on guitar and Pete Cornett on drums, they were formed as Henry’s Child. Choosing a different direction for the band, they parted ways with their guitar player eventually landing with Ed Cole. Ed (who played on the first “Mr. Bungle” record) couldn’t tour due to family duties, which left them with a really good demo but without a long-term guitar player. After this change, they tried out 27 guitar players (mostly metal guys), eventually meeting Rich Clinton. After moving to Oregon, Rich played in a county cover band and was looking for an original project to join. He found and answered an ad at Andy’s Music (in Eugene) that was placed by Andrew and Rob. After getting the news that Pete was bowing out of the band, Andrew raced over to Rich’s house to tell him the news. That night Andrew and Rich bonded over a song called “In The Basement”, that Rich had written. This was the first song that Andrew and Rich wrote together and we play a little of this unreleased gem in this Podcast. Without a drummer, the guys met Dann Pacheco and start to play with him. Rob leaves the band to work on what would soon become “Floater”. Faced once again with another space to fill, the guys implored Andrew’s roommate, Kris Holm, to play bass. This incarnation became “Algernon”. After parting ways with Dann, it was Pete Cornett that sat on a doorstep for 20 minutes listening to pounding drums to meet Jeff Reilly, who went on to become the drummer for Rich, Andrew and Kris. This solidified the line-up of Henry’s Child the recorded the demo tape “Drink Me” and the 1995 release “Mumbles and Screams”. Official Website http://henryschild.com/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCo31Ezkv6jKZBkdgpJSKH4A Bandcamp: https://henryschild.bandcamp.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/henryschild1/ Twitter https://twitter.com/henrys_child
Now with Memorial Day in the United States coming up, I wanted to have an episode on rabbit memorials from personal memorials to public memorials and statues. We will also cover Brer Rabbit Fools Sis Cow, A Georgia Folktale. The Plant of the Week: Shepard's Purse. The Word of the Week: Ancestry. And conclude with the News. We will start with ideas on how to Memorializing a rabbit. There was a great article by Moira Anderson Allen, M.Ed. http://www.pet-loss.net/memorial.shtml I need to emphasize the importance of focusing on positive memories of your rabbit. Remembering the good times that you shared with your rabbit can help counteract the guilt and grief that come with its loss. One way to help yourself focus on those positive memories is to develop a memorial to your pet -- a tribute or reminder that will actively help you access and concentrate on those recollections. Creating such a tribute can be an effective tool to help you cope with grief (though it may certainly produce a few tears in the process!), and it will also provide you with a loving reminder of your rabbit in the years to come. There are many ways to memorialize a rabbit, and we are now going to cover a few of the most popular: 1) Develop a photo tribute. One way to do this is to choose an especially good photo of your rabbit and have it beautifully framed, and place it where it will bring you the most comfort. Another is to gather a collection of representative photos, such as photos of your rabbit engaged in different activities, and at different ages, and turn them into a collection or collage. You can purchase mats with cutouts for as many as 20 photos (perhaps even more), and this provides a lovely way to display a collection. You can then put the matted collection in a nice frame, which will help preserve it. 2) Have a portrait painted. Many pet portrait artists list their services in pet magazines; you may also find one in your local yellow pages. (You can also find such services online by searching under "pet portraits."). These artists generally work from photos (it being a bit difficult to persuade a pet to "sit" for a portrait). All you need to do, therefore, is to find a good quality photo of your rabbit (preferably one that gives a good view of its face) and send or bring it to the artist. Many people consider a portrait that is an original work of art to be a great tribute to a pet. 3) Create a craft tribute. If you enjoy a particular type of art or craft, consider using that to memorialize your rabbit. For example, my neighbor used a needlepoint kit that resembled her Rottweiler to create tribute. You can also find services that will transfer your rabbits photo onto a needlepoint canvas, or create a canvas from a photo. If you have a knack for painting ceramics or plaster, consider painting a statue that resembles your rabbit. 4) Create a written tribute. A written tribute can take just about any form: A poem to or about your rabbit, a letter to your rabbit (or even "from" your rabbit to you), an account of your rabbit's life, or anything else that seems an effective way of expressing your feelings and memories. This could also be done as a family project, with each member contributing their own materials, which can then be assembled in a single volume that can be shared by all. With today's printing technologies, you can even extend this option by having an actual bound book printed that includes both written tributes and photos. The easiest way to do this is to prepare the written tributes on a computer and print them off in the desired format, with your choice of fonts, formats, and colors. Have your favorite photos scanned (or scan them yourself if you have a scanner). You can then create a simple layout of text and artwork using a basic word-processing program, or print out the photos and text and assemble them by hand. Your book can then be reproduced and "bound" at your local print or copy shop. This will cost a few dollars, but is a nice way to make copies for family members. 5) Post a tribute online. A number of sites offer this as a free service; you'll find some of those listings in our links section. Because so many sites do offer this service at no cost, I do not recommend paying for this service -- unless you feel that the site is sponsored by a worthy organization and your fee will directly contribute to that organization. Many sites also let you post a picture of your pet. Memorial Pages at House Rabbits. These pages have been built in loving memory of some very special house rabbits who have passed away. They also have a pet loss FAQ that you might find useful. If your house rabbit has a memorial page and you'd like it added to our list of links, send them an email. http://www.rabbit.org/links/sections/memorial.html 6) Plant a tree. A company called Treegivers offers to plant a tree in your rabbit's name, in the state of your choice. Or, plant a tree or special plant in your own garden for "remembrance." Your city parks department might also allow you to plant a tree in a city park in memory of your rabbit. 7) Obtain a special urn for your rabbit's ashes. If you have chosen cremation for your rabbit, you may wish to keep its ashes in a decorate urn. Today, you can find a marvelous array of urns on the market. They come in fine woods, stained glass, gleaming metal, or even as carvings of specific breeds. To find lists of urn manufacturers, check the classifieds and back-page ads of major pet magazines, or check on-line. 8) Contribute to an animal welfare organization. Often, animal shelters will provide a plaque or paving stone with your rabbit's name on it for a minimum donation. For example, when the humane society in Olympia, Washington, relocated, it offered brass plaques that were used to line the walls in the main lobby; for a donation, one could have one's pet's name and a message etched on the plaque. Nor are you limited to pet organizations; when our local library, opened its new facility, it offered paving stones that could be etched with a message, and many tributes to beloved pets became a permanent part of the facility. 9) Contribute to the cure. If your rabbit died of a particular disease, there may be a research organization that is seeking a cure. A contribution to that organization may help other pets (and pet owners) in the future. 10) Shop for a memorial item. Believe it or not, shopping can be immensely therapeutic. We still have a beautiful bronze key hanger that is shaped like a cat that my wife purchased when a beloved cat died nearly 15 years ago. 11) Put your rabbit's picture in a photo-display box (one that has a place in the top for a photo). Put some of the rabbit's treasures inside the box, such as a collar or a lock of hair. 12) Place a memorial stone or marker in your garden, even if you have not buried your rabbit at home, or place a special statue (not necessarily a funeral marker) in a garden spot that your rabbit loved, such as a statue of a rabbit, or of an angel, or St. Francis. We have a link to some memorial stones at the hareoftherabbit.com on the featured items page. This weeks item is a memorial stone: This weeks item is a bit more solemn. This is a memorial stone to commemorate your rabbit. On a personal note from the manufacture: They are pet owners as well, and they are proudly owned by them. Never ever a harder day than the moment they moved on – And they DO UNDERSTAND. You will need to use the contact seller's email to send the info you would like. This 12" x 6" x 3/8" piece of Granite is engraved with the image of a rabbit as shown. The personalized text (you can have whatever you like), as a default, they have: Name of your pet, date of birth and passing, and "Thank you for being the best bunny and the most wonderful companion. There will never be another one like you. Rest easy my girl, until we meet again. You will be deeply missed." Thank you very much for your purchase and allowing us to help. This Frosted Engraved Black Granite Personalized Rabbit Pet Memorial Stone is natural stone that is polished with a smooth surface and a high sheen. Being a natural product, which means there can be variations in color and pattern, and sometimes what you get delivered may be touch different than what you see in the display but as in nature all is most acceptable. The memorials are designed and made exclusively in the Lazzari Collections ™ Studio. 13) Keep a journal to help you through the grieving process. Record your pet's life story in that journal. 14) Build your own website in tribute to your rabbit. 15) You could also memorialize your Rabbit with a decal for your car, or with modern 3d printing you could have a 3d figure printed of your rabbit. 16) Get a tattoo! What I don't recommend is turning a memorial into a "shrine". I realize that some people really like shrines, but in my view, this tends to keep one's mind and heart focused on "death and loss" and not on living, loving, and remembering. Your rabbit was a part of your life, and its tribute should also be a part of your life, and not a perpetual reminder of its death. Rainbow Bridge – When House Rabbits Pass Away By Bunny Approved April 14, 2014 http://bunnyapproved.com/rainbow-bridge-when-house-rabbits-pass-away/ To everyone who has lost a dear, sweet bun in the past, our sincere condolences. Losing a loved one is one of the most difficult events in our lives, no matter if the deceased is of the human or furry variety. Even though this is a topic no one really likes to think about, we thought we’d take this opportunity to talk about death. Specifically, what happens with our rabbits when they pass away. We humans are advised to have a will in preparation for any sudden fatal accidents or illnesses. We think that it is equally important to prepare for a house rabbit’s death. After all, making a good decision will be much harder when we are overcome with grief. So here are some of the options we have when our bunnies pass away. We decided to present all the ones we found relevant, without judgment. Backyard Burial If you have a bit of land and don’t expect to move in the near future, you might want to bury your pet in your backyard. It’s a good idea to call your local authorities and ask if the burial of a pet is allowed and if there are any restrictions, as this can vary between areas. At the very least you want to call your local utility providers before you dig anywhere. They will send someone over to your property within 2 business days and mark underground lines for free, no questions asked. The grave itself should be as deep as possible to avoid interference from wild animals. Your state, county, or town might even have regulations around that, but 3-4 feet is a good minimum. Some people like the idea of wrapping the body in plastic and placing it in a casket for further protection, others prefer to keep all materials bio-degradable. Caskets can be made out of crates, baskets, wood, or cardboard or you can purchase one from places like etsy or an online/local pet burial service. Even headstones, mausoleums, and urns are available. The great thing about a grave on your own property is that you can decorate it as you wish and visit it as often as you like. If you would like to have your rabbit buried in your backyard, you can also contact the local pet cemetery and request a home-burial. That way you get the professional service, but your pet stays with you near your home. Cemetery Burial A quick google search made it pretty clear – there are many pet cemeteries all over the United States. Many of these places offer full burial or cremation services for pets. One pet cemetery local to us even writes: “We encourage pre-planning, as it is easier to make selections prior to the loss of your pet. At this time you can choose casket and plot, and setup a payment plan according to your budget.” Costs for such a burial vary based on where you are located and what kind of casket you choose, but after calling several different cemeteries it should be around $350 for a pet rabbit, including the plot of land, a simple casket, and a private service. Cremation The process of cremation includes high-temperature burning of bodies with ashes as the final result. Your vet will know a trustworthy service in your area or you can find one yourself. Either way, there are two kinds of cremation services available. You can choose a communal one where several animals are cremated at once. This is the less expensive option, but you cannot get your pet’s remains returned to you, as they are mixed with those of other pets. An individual or private cremation is more expensive, but you can opt to keep the remains. If you do that, you will receive the ashes in a sealed bag inside a sturdy box or another specialized container. Some places allow you to be present while the cremation is going on and they generally offer personalized urns, headstones, or lockets/pendants. You can also purchase those on etsy or other websites. Prices depend on the services you ask for, but should range anywhere from $30-$400. Once your rabbit is cremated, there are several things you can do with the remains. You could bury them in your backyard or a pet cemetery and place a grave marker on top. Planting a tree or a small flower garden right above the grave would also be a great memorial. Some people like to keep the remains in an urn and have it on display over the fireplace or in another area of the home. Spreading the ashes in a park or your rabbit’s favorite spot in the backyard is also an option. If you want to keep your rabbit’s remains with you at all times, you can purchase a memorial locket that could hold the ashes and a picture or poem. Life Gem also offers diamond rings made from the cremated remains of pets and other loved ones. Pet Preservation There are several businesses out there that can preserve a deceased pet rabbit and create a lasting memorial for the bereaved. Taxidermy involves preparing and stuffing the skin of the animal, but there is also a special freeze dry technology that leaves the pet intact. The costs for such services range from $150-800 for a pet rabbit (prices are based on weight). Trash Disposal Most animals smaller than a cat can be disposed of with the regular trash. All you need to do is place the animal in a sealed plastic bag with a a visible note attached that confirms what’s inside. Please check with your local authorities to confirm (you might have to schedule a special pick-up). Hopping mad: South African ministers furious to discover sculptors who created Nelson Mandela memorial included a RABBIT inside his ear Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2544048/Hopping-mad-South-African-ministers-furious-discover-sculptors-created-Nelson-Mandela-memorial-included-RABBIT-inside-ear.html#ixzz4gLvv7inB A 30ft sculpture of Nelson Mandela has angered South African officials as the sculptors left a ‘signature’ on the artwork – a sculpted rabbit tucked inside one of the bronze ears. The bronze memorial, which was unveiled outside the government complex in Pretoria, after Mandela’s funeral on December 16, is billed as the largest statue of the South African leader in the world. Officials demand that the miniature rabbit is to be removed from the statue, claiming it mocks Mandela and his life’s work. The department of arts and culture said it didn't know the two sculptors, Andre Prinsloo and Ruhan Janse van Vuuren, had added a rabbit, said to be a discreet signature on their work. The bronze rabbit, sitting on its haunches with one floppy ear, is about half the height of the ear canal. ‘It doesn't belong there,’ said Mogomotsi Mogodiri, a department spokesman. ‘The statue represents what everyone in South Africa is proud of.’ His department said in a statement that there are discussions on ‘how best to retain the integrity of the sculpture without causing any damage or disfigurement.’ The giant work stands with arms outstretched, symbolizing Mandela's devotion to inclusiveness, outside the Union Buildings, where the his body rests. Earlier this week, South Africa's Beeld newspaper quoted the artists as saying they added the rabbit as a ‘trademark’ after officials would not allow them to engrave their signatures on the statue's trousers. They also said the rabbit represented the pressure of finishing the sculpture on time because ‘haas’ - the word for rabbit in the Dutch-based Afrikaans language - also means ‘haste.’ The 30ft bronze statue was unveiled day after Mandela's funeral. Paul Mashatile, arts and culture minister, said the sculptors have apologized for any offense to those who felt the rabbit was disrespectful toward the legacy of Mandela. The government had appointed Koketso Growth, a heritage development company, to manage the statue project. CEO Dali Tambo, son of anti-apartheid figure Oliver Tambo, said he was furious when he heard about the rabbit, and said it must go. ‘That statue isn't just a statue of a man, it's the statue of a struggle, and one of the most noble in human history,’ Tambo said. ‘So it's belittling, in my opinion, if you then take it in a jocular way and start adding rabbits in the ear.’ It would be, he said, like depicting U.S. President Barack Obama with a mouse in his nose. The bronze memorial, which was unveiled outside the government complex in Pretoria, after Mandela's funeral on December 16, is billed as the largest statue of the South African leader in the world. Tambo said the artists, who belong to South Africa's white Afrikaner minority, were selected for their talent but also in part because the project was a multi-racial effort in keeping with Mandela's principle of reconciliation. He said their signatures could be added on the statue in a discreet place, perhaps on Mandela's heel. Veterans' fury over giant statue of RABBIT erected next to town's war memorial Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2160066/Veterans-fury-giant-statue-RABBIT-erected-towns-war-memorial.html#ixzz4gLyqgewR A Massachusetts town is facing a major backlash from local veterans after installing a statue of a giant rabbit in the same park as a war memorial. The controversial bunny has inspired a protest from furious war heroes, who refused to stage their usual Flag Day parade in a nearby square. And while the huge rabbit has been renamed 'Peace' in an effort to inspire a more conciliatory spirit, the conflict is pitting neighbors against each other and threatens to tear the town of Dedham apart. The fiberglass bunny, originally dubbed Leroy, first went on display on Sunday - and it was made by one local veteran in honor of another, according to WHDH. The sculpture is made from Dedham pottery, commemorating the ceramic industry which put the town on the map in the early 20th century. But it is the location of the artwork that has caused a stir, as it is standing just yards away from a memorial to the town's veterans. Frank Currin, a Vietnam vet, told WHDH that he thought the placement was completely inappropriate, asking: 'Why isn't it down where the playgrounds are? They have it sitting right next to the monument.' He and his fellow veterans did not participate in Thursday's Flag Day celebrations owing to their anger over the sculpture. Solemn: But some say the memorial's message is undermined by its new neighbor. Complaint: Veteran Frank Currin has spoken of his outrage over the sculpture. Jennifer Barsamian, founder of the group behind the public artworks scheme, described the row as 'discouraging'. She added: 'The committee that put together this monument approved the placement of this rabbit, so we were completely surprised and caught off guard when this happened.' But some Dedham residents have come to Leroy/Peace's defense, arguing that the rabbit is not offensive. Navy veteran Paul Grimes said: 'Why can't the town of Dedham put the bunnies that show the spirit of Dedham where they want to go?'. The sculpture, one of 15 rabbits due to be erected throughout the town, is set to be on display for six months before being sold off to benefit other public art projects. A public meeting will take place on Monday to determine its future. https://books.google.com/books?id=jHeIAwAAQBAJ&pg=PT35&lpg=PT35&dq=rabbit+memorial+statue&source=bl&ots=6QSw7nwszr&sig=-JT78jAZK6MiMRUuFcqPrQvU_HU&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjx6-vS1tzTAhWi6YMKHSPCDn84ChDoAQi_ATAH#v=onepage&q=rabbit%20memorial%20statue&f=false 20-Foot-Tall Rabbit - See more at: http://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/24868#sthash.Cm3oNe78.dpuf Gainesville, Georgia The northeastern corner of Gainesville, Georgia used to be a hamlet named Rabbittown. It got the name because its farms raised the rabbits that the people in Gainesville ate for dinner. When Gainesville eventually absorbed it, Rabbittown gradually disappeared from Georgia's maps and became a dim memory. Then Gainesville began promoting itself as "Poultry Capital of the World," and even erected a big pillar with a life-size chicken on top. It made sense for Gainesville; poultry is a Meat World winner. There are no Rabbit McNuggets, and you don't order a "Bucket of rabbit to go!" for a family feast. But the elevation of the chicken rubbed some folks in the former Rabbittown the wrong way, and in 1993 they erected their own big pillar, topped with a much-larger-than-life-size rabbit. "Rabbittown, GA," reads a plaque on its base, from a hamlet that was no longer hiding its past. The rabbit has the soft lines and awkward alert pose of a chocolate Easter bunny, and makes a far more satisfying monument than the Gainesville chicken. 20-Foot-Tall Rabbit Address: 2415 Old Cornelia Hwy., Gainesville, GA Directions: I-985 exit 24. Drive east on Jesse Jewell Pkwy for less than a mile. The statue will be on the left, just past the gas station, in the parking lot of the shopping center. Popular rabbit statue to stay despite construction, company says http://pamplinmedia.com/bvt/15-news/348709-228150-popular-rabbit-statue-to-stay-despite-construction-company-says "Don't worry," reads the large sign in Harvey's massive hand, "I'm staying." Standing 20-feet-tall — 26 feet if you include the ears — the company's iconic rabbit statue has stood outside Harvey Marine, 21250 S.W. Tualatin Valley Highway, for decades. The eye-catching statue has made Harvey's Marine Aloha's most visible local landmark since the 1970s, but the company is undergoing several changes this month as crews demolish one of its company's buildings and constructs a new drive-through coffee kiosk. But while company officials say they will be taking down some of structures, it's most prominent figure won't be going anywhere Easter Bunny statue devouring a person https://www.reddit.com/r/creepy/comments/5fj3q4/easter_bunny_statue_devouring_a_person/ This is in Pilsen, Czech Republic The creator of this three-tone concrete statue of a rabbit devouring a man is a student of Faculty of Design and Art at The University of West Bohemia, Adam Trbušek. The art, named Panoptikum, is his bachelor work. The statue, which was formed in 10 months, was created for the Office of 1st municipal district. Trbušek explained: "The goal of my work was to create a monument, a memorial of current period. It's showing us the state of our society in a way I'm perceiving it. The satirical work illustrates a man imprisoned by the system's mechanism, totally helpless, ill, and devoted to his desires and whims." The rabbit statue is paraphrasing Goya's painting Saturn Devouring His Son.G oya created the painting in the period of Napoleon seizing Spain. "We can figuratively feel the destroying grip today. However, the person of a dictator has transformed into a societal phenomenon, where you can hardly pinpoint and accuse particular persons. We've all created it, everyone with their part contributes feeding this monstrum and what's worse we are feeding it with nothing more than ourselves. Moreover, we take care of it and don't take notice it's slowly gnawing the flesh of our limbs away," described Trbušek. This is from r/evilbuildings which is part of the staTuesday collection https://www.tripadvisor.com/LocationPhotoDirectLink-g60763-d143372-i156384198-Alice_in_Wonderland_Statue-New_York_City_New_York.html The Alice in Wonderland Statue is a minor family-friendly attraction that is well worth finding in Central Park. Its located just north of the Conservatory Water at the east side of the park around 74th street. Children are allowed to climb and play on the sculpture, which is sort of neat considering the playful subject matter of this 11 foot bronze structure. During warmer months, the sculpture arrangement is nice to see as it is framed with green foliage from surrounding trees. Note that the sculpture seems to have a continuous stream of children pouring onto it during much of the day. As such, it can be tricky trying to take unobstructed pictures. However, if you visit early in the day, you can enjoy Alice and company much to yourself and take some nice pictures. Great spots for pictures of yourself or children can be taken between the large mushroom, which Alice sits upon, and Mad Hatter. Many climb up the mushroom to sit next to Alice for photos as well. This is one of the more memorable attractions at Central Park, something you'll long remember after your visit to NYC, especially if you have children with you. Down the rabbit hole in Llandudno http://www.visitwales.com/explore/north-wales/llandudno-colwyn-bay/a-girl-called-alice Enjoy a wonderful tour of the Victorian seaside town of Llandudno, taking in the sites inspired by the Lewis Carroll classic Alice in Wonderland. Explore the history of the town, find out about Alice Liddell (the real Alice in Wonderland) and enjoy an Alice-themed afternoon tea. There are plenty of opportunities for silly nonsense, some curious sights and some great places to daydream. Alice Liddell, the real Alice in Wonderland View of the promenade on Llandudno's North Shore North shore, Llandudno by Seán Murray Llandudno’s wonderland links stretch back to 1861 when the eight year old Alice Pleasance Liddell (the real Alice in Wonderland) first holidayed in the ‘Queen of the Welsh resorts’, Llandudno. Her holiday home ‘Penmorfa’ was built on Llandudno’s West Shore, where the family holidayed for many years. The Alice trail… White Rabbit sculpture in Llandudno The White Rabbit, Llandudno by peterdouglas1 From the Hearts Quarter of the town, you’ll pass the town hall and enter into Madoc Street. Near here, the famous White rabbit marble commemorative statue was created to commemorate Lewis Carroll’s centenary. Towards the promenade you will pass the magnificent Mostyn Gallery, which is well worth of a visit. Just past the Gallery you’ll encounter a White Rabbit Wooden Sculpture complete with waistcoat and a pocket watch. Remember to bring your bucket and spade to the Spades Quarter adjacent to the wonderful promenade on Llandudno’s North Shore, a beautiful spot with views of the Great Orme. Perfect promenades Alice in Wonderland sculptures in Happy Valley Happy Valley, Llandudno by Darling Starlings Along the trail, you’ll encounter the longest Pier in Wales, where you can admire the majestic line of hotels that have not changed since Victorian times. Look out for the St George’s Hotel. It is thought that Lewis Carroll wrote part of 'Alice in Wonderland' here. You can also see St Tudno Hotel, where Alice first stayed back in 1861. Happy Valley is ideal to stop and daydream. It’s a surreal park with wonderful views and lots of Alice in Wonderland sculptures. You can even play a game of croquet! For a bird’s eye view, take the longest cable car in Britain. It will take you past the Alpine Ski and Toboggan Center before reaching the summit of the Great Orme. Eat Me! Drink Me! Exterior of a Llandudno fish and chip shop Fish and Chip shop, Llandudno by Tony Worrall Foto If you’re peckish the Clubs Quarter of the town, recognized for its many cafes, restaurants and bars, is worth a visit. Since we’re near the sea, you must try the award winning Fish Tram Chips and a local brew. Follow the trail to the wonderful Haulfre Gardens where you will meet the troublesome Tweedles. Pause and listen to the sounds and take in the wonderful smells of these gardens, before heading along the old Custs path, part of the Great Orme Country Park. Grin like a Cheshire cat Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee sculptures in Llandudno Alice in Wonderland characters, Llandudno by jazzbeardie At the Diamond Quarter you can enjoy fantastic views of the Snowdonia range of mountains as well as the view Alice would have enjoyed from her bedroom window. You will most certainly have a grin on your face when you meet a larger than life Cheshire Cat sitting outside the Lilly Restaurant. In here, you can enjoy a pint of Mad Hatter's brew. The White Rabbit trail really is worth a stroll and a ponder. It makes you wonder: if Alice hadn’t holidayed in the Queen of Welsh resorts, and if her adventures weren't shared with Lewis Carroll, would the books have been written at all? Curiouser and curiouser! http://georgiainfo.galileo.usg.edu/statues_monuments/ Brer Rabbit Statue on the Putnam County Courthouse Grounds Eatonton, Georgia Br'er Rabbit appeared in numerous "Uncle Remus" stories penned by author Joel Chandler Harris in the 1870s. A folktale is a story originating in popular culture, typically passed on by word of mouth. What is a story without a campfire in the background. In many tales Rabbit is a trickster character in folktales of African, African-American, and Native American Culture. Rabbit is the consummate trickster, who typically matches wits with a character, whom he always bests. http://americanfolklore.net/folklore/2010/07/brer_rabbit_fools_sis_cow.html Brer Rabbit Fools Sis Cow A Georgia Folktale retold by S. E. Schlosser Now Brer Rabbit was skipping down the road one day heading for his home in the briar patch when he spotted Sis Cow grazing in the field. It was a mighty hot day and Brer Rabbit was thirsty. Some milk would be real fine on such a warm afternoon, but Sis Cow always refused to let Brer Rabbit milk her when he asked. So Brer Rabbit thought up a plan. "Howdy Sis Cow," said Brer Rabbit, walking up to her in the field. "Howdy yourself, Brer Rabbit," said Sis Cow. "How are your folks?" "Fair to middling," said Brer Rabbit. "How is Brer Bull?" "So-so," replied Sis Cow. "I'm wondering if you could help me out," Brer Rabbit said to Sis Cow. "I'd like to get some persimmons down out of that tree, but it's too high for me to climb." He pointed over to a nearby persimmon tree. "I ain't no good at climbing myself," said Sis Cow dubiously. "I don't need for you to climb," said Brer Rabbit. "Just butt your head against the tree a few times, and the persimmons will all fall down." Sis Cow considered this a moment, and then she agreed. Sis Cow backed up a bit and ran at the tree with her horns down. BANG! She butted the tree as hard as she could. But the persimmons were still green and none of them fell down. So Sis Cow backed up again and ran at the tree with her horns down. SMACK! She butted the tree as hard as she could. And her large horns got stuck in the tree. She pulled and tugged, but her horns were held fast. "Help me out, Brer Rabbit," Sis Cow pleaded. "I can't climb up that high," said Brer Rabbit. "But I'll run and fetch Brer Bull." So saying, the rascally Brer Rabbit ran home to fetch his Missus and all of the kids. They brought a mighty big pail to the field and they milked the trapped Sis Cow until not a drop of milk was left. Sis Cow was pretty sore at Brer Rabbit. She kept pulling and tugging, but she couldn't get free. "I'll come back tomorrow for more milk," Brer Rabbit said. "Seeing as you're probably stuck 'til daybreak." Brer Rabbit and his family left the field with their big pail of milk, leaving Sis Cow trapped in the tree. Well, Sis Cow, she tugged and tugged, trying to free her horns from the tree. It took her near 'til morning, but finally she broke loose. Once she was free, she had a quick graze of the green grass to calm herself down. As she ate, she made a plan to revenge herself on Brer Rabbit for his nasty trick As soon as it was daybreak, Sis Cow put her head down and stuck her horns back into the holes she had made in the tree, pretending she was still stuck. Now Brer Rabbit had come early to the field and had seen Sis Cow grazing as free as you please, so he knew she was up to something when she put her horns back in the tree. He decided to play along with her game for a while to see what she was up to. Quick as a wink, Brer Rabbit went back down the road and came clippity-lippity, hippity-hoppity down the road, singing as loud as you please. "How are you feeling this morning, Sis Cow?" asked Brer Rabbit when he reached the field. "Poorly, Brer Rabbit," said Sis Cow slyly. "I've been stuck here all night. But if you grab my tail, you can help pull me out." Oh ho, thought Brer Rabbit to himself. She means to trample me. Aloud he said: "I'm a puny ol' man Sis Cow. If I pull your tail, I might get crushed. So this is as close to you as I'm going to get!" Well, Sis Cow was furious that her plan hadn't work. She pulled her horns out of the tree lickety-split and started chasing that rascally Brer Rabbit down the road. Brer Rabbit ran as fast as lightning. He reached the Briar Patch well ahead of Sis Cow and threw himself into the brambles. He watched Sis Cow sail passed his hiding spot. Then she stopped because her quarry had disappeared. She looked around, trying to locate him. Brer Rabbit chuckled to himself. He folded back his long ears, made his eyes extra wide, and then peered out of a shady corner of the Briar Patch, pretending to be Brer Big Eyes. "What are you doing Sis Cow?" he asked in a high-pitched voice quite unlike his own. "I'm looking for Brer Rabbit, Brer Big Eyes," said Sis Cow, who did not recognize the trickster rabbit in the dim light of dawn. "He jest ran passed lickety-split," Brer Rabbit lied. That was all Sis Cow needed to hear. She gave a bellow of rage, lowered her horns, and ran on down the road. Brer Rabbit, he just laughed and laughed, rolling about among the briars. He had fooled Brer Fox and Brer Buzzard in the past, and now he had fooled Sis Cow. He was a real rascal, no mistake! Humming happily to himself, Brer Rabbit went home to have a big drink of milk, courtesy of Sis Cow. Plant of the Week: Shepards Purse Word of the Week: Ancestry Dexter, brother of bunny killed in United Airlines freezer blunder, now tipped to become world’s biggest rabbit https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/3610059/united-airlines-bunny-brother-worlds-biggest/ Hungry rabbit scoffs 2,000 carrots a year and is already 3ft Exclusive By Dean Wilkins 20th May 2017, 10:00 pm Updated: 21st May 2017, 6:05 am GIANT bunny Dexter has high hops of being the world’s biggest after the death of his brother. The youngster is already 3ft and could take the crown from his 4ft 4in father Darius. His brother Simon was tipped for the top until dying in a freezer on a flight to the US. At just ten months old Dexter is already 50 per cent bigger than bunnies his same age and breed. He already weighs around one and a half stone, three times more than an average new born human baby. Dexter will be fully grown in two years. Owner Brad Paynter, 28, of Basildon, Essex, said: “Dexter is a gentle giant – he likes to play with our dogs, he likes to run around with children and go up to people". Lap it up . . . Brad says Dexter ‘was the size of a small puppy’ when they got him. “When we first got Dexter he was nine or ten weeks old and he was the size of a small puppy – a lot smaller than what he is now. “We had a choice of a few rabbits, but Dexter really stood out to us and he’s really shot up in the last few months.” Dexter scoffs 2,000 carrots a year and his owner splashes £100 a month on Dexter’s food alone. Brad said: “The biggest problem with Dexter is that he is quite demanding – he wants fresh food and bedding every day. “He eats five carrots a day, two apples, about half a pack of spring greens, cabbage, celery, cucumber, broccoli and a ton of hay.” Furry friends . . . Dexter enjoys hanging out with owner’s French bulldog. Simon’s breeder, former Playboy model Annette Edwards, 65, received an undisclosed five-figure cash payout from United Airlines over his death. They have since banned big bunnies from flying. Author Bill Day’s New Book “The Little Lost Rabbit” is a Gentle Children’s Story About Six Little Bunnies Who Venture Far Outside Their Home and Get Lost in the Woods http://www.prweb.com/releases/2017/05/prweb14349028.htm Recent release "The Little Lost Rabbit” from Page Publishing author Bill Day is a richly illustrated and simple story about parental love for young children in which six young bunnies leave the safety of their home and take a walk in the woods. After venturing deeper and deeper into the forest and realizing that they are lost, the youngsters enlist the help of a variety of friendly animals until their father arrives to bring them home. Goosebumps 2 title revealed, plus promo art for Jumanji, Grinch, and more Read more at http://www.comingsoon.net/movies/news/849929-goosebumps-2-title-revealed-plus-promo-art-for-jumanji-grinch-and-more#K8wXWrZtZzswmALX.99 Originally created by Beatrix Potter, the upcoming live-action and CG hybrid film adaptation of Peter Rabbit is described as a modern interpretation of the source material, built around the rivalry between the mischievous Peter and Mr. McGregor, The film stars James Corden, Rose Byrne, Daisy Ridley, Elizabeth Debicki, Domhnall Gleeeson, and Margot Robbie. 'There's Self-Doubt, Darkness, But There's Hope': Scottish Band Frightened Rabbit Pens Turbulent Tunes http://www.wbur.org/artery/2017/05/18/scottish-band-frightened-rabbit There's an indie band that sings of dysfunctional relationships and loss — some of the common themes in rock lyrics — and then it ventures into deeper territory: panic attacks and addiction. The subjects the songs deal with hint at the band's name: "Frightened Rabbit." The Scottish group will perform at Boston Calling next weekend, playing songs from its latest album, "Painting of a Panic Attack." WBUR’s Rita Cary spoke with lead singer Scott Hutchison from Glasgow. She describes Hutchison as a "really shy, introspective soul." Hutchison explained that his mom called him a "frightened rabbit" when he was little because she said that was the look he got on his face when she wanted to take him to the park to play with other kids. “I find it kind of amusing that something that I would call the band I had great aspirations for, and I was hoping to play to lots of people, I would call that after essentially my own social disorder," Hutchison said. The singer-songwriter reflected that he's a lot more confident now than when he was a kid, though some of that anxiety and self-doubt still exist and creep into the band's songs. "But I always make sure that there is a light at the end. It's a very Scottish way of looking at things," he said. "It's like everything is ruined, but there's hope." https://youtu.be/HvEEmGgI-04 Royal Mint restocks limited edition Peter Rabbit 50p coins http://www.belfastlive.co.uk/whats-on/shopping/royal-mint-restocks-limited-edition-13038523 It is the first coin from the second Beatrix Potter collection. ByNisha Mal The Royal Mint has restocked its limited edition Peter Rabbit collectible 50p coin. The coin was so popular when it was first released in April, that the website crashed due to popular demand. And according to mirror.co.uk , some shoppers were queuing for up to four hours to get their hands on the coin. If you were one of the unfortunate few, that didn't manage to get one the first time round, then now is your chance. The 50p piece - which costs £10 - has now been restocked on the official Royal Mint website . It comes presented in a fold-out case which includes quotes from Beatrix Potter's original tales. As it is special edition, stock is limited. Back in April 30,000 of the coins were released but they sold out within a day. The first Peter Rabbit collection was released in 2016 to celebrate Beatrix Potter's 150th anniversary. The batch showed illustrations of four characters - Peter Rabbit, Jemima Puddle Duck, Mrs Tiggy-Winkle and Squirrel Nutkin. Characters in the 2017 collection include the new Peter Rabbit coin as well as Jeremy Fisher, Benjamin Bunny and Tom Kitten - however the other three coins are yet to be released. Anne Jessopp, of The Royal Mint, said: “While we always knew that the Beatrix Potter characters would be a huge hit, the enormous popularity of the 2016 set exceeded everyone’s expectations. “The coins sold out almost instantly as people raced to collect a complete set of the four friends. "We’re delighted to be able to present another group of her exquisite characters, giving them a new lease of life on our specially-designed colored commemorative coins.” The Tale Of Peter Rabbit was an instant success after being picked up in 1902 by British children's publisher Frederick Warne & Co. More than 45 million copies of the book have since been sold worldwide. Three dead rabbits discovered at Cessnock greyhound training area http://www.maitlandmercury.com.au/story/4672999/dead-rabbits-discovered-at-cessnock-greyhound-training-area/ Three dead rabbits have been seized as part of an animal welfare raid at a Cessnock greyhound training area. The discovery comes after the live baiting scandal that came to light in 2015. Greyhound Racing NSW officials were conducting a targeted operation at the greyhound training facility on Wednesday when they discovered the dead rabbits near the training area. The RSPCA seized the dead rabbits and took them to an independent veterinary pathologist for postmortem examination. GRNSW and the RSPCA have commenced a joint investigation to determine if any criminal offenses had been committed under the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals Act or any offenses have been committed under the GRNSW Greyhound Racing Rules. RSPCA NSW chief inspector David O’Shannessy said the RSPCA awaits the results of the postmortem investigation and cannot speculate at this stage what action might be taken. If offenses under the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals Act can be established, the maximum penalties are $22,000 fine and up to two years imprisonment for an individual. The property owner has been given an interim suspension on his registration as a greyhound participant. GRNSW General Manager Regulatory Stephen Dodd said the investigation was a result of extensive intelligence work. “GRNSW is determined to rid the sport of rogue elements that refuse to abide by the rules of racing and are unwilling to adopt the highest of animal welfare and integrity standards,” Mr Dodd said. GRNSW encourages anyone to report any allegations of wrongdoing within the NSW greyhound racing industry to the NSW Greyhound Integrity Hotline on 1800 680 174 or submitting it in writing via intelligence@grnsw.com.au. First bunny Marlon Bundo makes first White House appearance https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/politics/onpolitics/2017/05/09/first-bunny-marlon-bundo-makes-first-white-house-appearance/101486672/ A bunny upstaged Vice President Pence Tuesday. Not just any rabbit, though. But BOTUS – Bunny of the United States. That would be Marlon Bundo, the Pence family pet with his own Instagram account who made his first White House appearance at an event honoring members of the military and their families for Military Appreciation Month. “Thanks for coming,” Pence said as he shook hands with a little girl. “Did you see my bunny rabbit yet?” The children, wearing party dresses and bow ties, colored pictures of rabbits and American flags while perched around the long table in the Vice President’s Ceremonial Office until BOTUS came to the lectern held tightly by Karen Pence as she stroked his ears. She told the group that BOTUS is “kind of famous” because he’s the first bunny to ride on Air Force 2. “Oh my God!” exclaimed one of the kids surrounding the Pences. Karen Pence explained that her daughter, Charlotte, got the black-and-white rabbit for a film she made in college. (Marlon Bundo is a play on actor Marlon Brando.) “This notoriety is nothing new for him,” she said. BOTUS is very tame, runs around their house and jumps in his cage when he needs to, she said. “Marlon came today really just to say `hi’ to you and to say thank you to all the children,” Karen Pence said. As the vice president started to applaud, Karen stopped him, motioning that the noise would cause BOTUS to jump out of her arms. “Don’t clap!” she admonished. Once BOTUS departed with the second lady, the kids had less interest in who was speaking. As Pence started his remarks, one young man pounded his fist on the lectern, saying “`Scuze me!” Another tried to rip the vice presidential seal off the lectern. “I love these kids,” Pence said. The vice president continued gamely through his remarks despite a scuffle that broke out between two of the boys at his side. Pence said he wanted to give a rousing round of applause to the military spouses and to “all of these wonderful and,” he paused “energetic children who are with us today.” “I hope you see this crowded room as just one more down payment on the debt of honor and the debt of gratitude that we owe to the families of our armed services,” he said. After ending his remarks, Pence told the crowd “more ice cream is available” before hugging some of the children and posing for photos.
Alice Is Everywhere takes a break from literary pursuits this week to talk about TEA PARTIES! Throwing your own mad tea party for your birthday or other celebration is easier than you might think. We get very detailed in terms of what to wear. (Spoiler alert- Eat Me and Drink Me t-shirts are a […] The post How To Throw Your Own Mad Tea Party appeared first on Alice Is Everywhere.
I’m sure you’re all familiar with the lyrics, “The Eat Me cake makes you larger, and the Drink Me bottle makes you small.” What’s that? White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane isn’t chock full of lyrical authenticity? Get the story about the creation of this groovy acid rock classic, and hear a special literary interpretation of Grace […] The post White Rabbit And White Queen Chardonnay appeared first on Alice Is Everywhere.
As a singer and dancer Chris Ellis Stanton has performed in 11 West End shows, including Legally Blonde, Tonight's The Night and Chicago alongside Brooke Shields. As an actor he's just finished his second feature length movie – a gay vampire thriller called Drink Me. I this very candid interview he tells me about his work ethic, the love of his life and what time he starts his day. What do you think? 7.15am, 6.15am or 5.15am? Have a listen and find out.
The Slightly Indifferent Product Review Show- Episode 174 Listen Now! Host – Slothen Guests- Lore, Crow, Detective 9, Roku. In this episode of the Slightly Indifferent Product Review Show we review Drink Me what a curious feeling, Rice Chips with sea salt, Opening Song – Some of theses days/Hound Dog …
The official video for Photosonic Orchestra's new single 'DRiNK ME!' - out now. Buy it now: IRELAND _ Text music 6238 to 57501 to add download to your account. Texts cost €1 UK _ Mobile downloads may incur additional charges. Check with your operator. Texts cost £1. iTunes | Amazon | HMV | Rhapsody coming soon .... -------------------------- DRiNK ME! ( 2010 ) Directed by Bob Gallagher & Séamus Hanly Music by Giulio "Julyo" D'Agostino, Reece Wardrop and Steven Conroy Lyrics by Martyna Halas Mastered by Jamey Staub ( Perimeter Studios, NYC ) Lyrics: I can't help but fall for the sparkle in your eyes Curiosity in the corner of your smile Your perfume tells me stories of a certain night Will you leave your fingerprints on my skin tonight? I am a sip of wine you're so desperate to try Drink me before sunrise, before I change my mind We're of the same species, we're of the same kind It's not where I belong but that's what makes it right All I know about you is that you'd like to play Aside are put our feelings, aside is put my name I am a sip of wine you're so desperate to try Drink me before sunrise, before I change my mind Will I regret the sparkle I've just seen? Will I forget the sweetest taste of guilt? You are a sip of wine I'm so desperate to try Let me drink you now before I change my mind
Down the Rabbit Hole. Alice follows a White Rabbit into a hole, and falls down, down, until she lands softly. She finds a bottle with a label Drink Me - and she does. Soon she shrinks.
Down the Rabbit Hole. Alice follows a White Rabbit into a hole, and falls down, down, until she lands softly. She finds a bottle with a label Drink Me - and she does. Soon she shrinks.
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Alice is feeling bored and drowsy while sitting on the riverbank with her older sister, who is reading a book with no pictures or conversations. She then notices a talking, clothed White Rabbit with a pocket watch run past. She follows it down a rabbit hole, but suddenly falls a long way to a curious hall with many locked doors of all sizes. She finds a small key to a door too small for her to fit through, but through it she sees an attractive garden. She then discovers a bottle on a table labelled "DRINK ME", the contents of which cause her to shrink too small to reach the key, which she has left on the table. She eats a cake with "EAT ME" written on it in currants. Alice growing to such a tremendous size that her head hits the ceiling. Alice is unhappy and, as she cries, her tears flood the hallway. After shrinking down again due to a fan she had picked up, Alice swims through her own tears and meets a Mouse, who is swimming as well. She tries to make small talk with him in elementary French (thinking he may be a French mouse) but her opening gambit "Où est ma chatte?" ("Where is my cat?") offends the mouse and he tries to escape her. The sea of tears becomes crowded with other animals and birds that have been swept away by the rising waters. Alice and the other animals convene on the bank and the question among them is how to get dry again. The Mouse gives them a very dry lecture on William the Conqueror. A Dodo decides that the best thing to dry them off would be a Caucus-Race, which consists of everyone running in a circle with no clear winner. Alice eventually frightens all the animals away... Follow us as we Journey into the Fairy Tale World of - Alice in Wonderland Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/once-upon-a-time-out/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
We are back to talk more about our favorite Arrowverse shows and Picard! First our dynamic duo starts with some good old-fashioned trailer talk. Then we give our honest thoughts on the Hunters pilot. Our host Sarah Belmont drops some Picard & Flash tea. Finally, our SNN Producer Will Polk drops the mic on Black Lightning and a very different one on Supergirl. We rant...we rave...we review this is Scene N’ Nerd.0:00 Welcome and Sarah finally shares her thoughts on To All The Boys I've Loved Before 2 and new things to look forward to on Netflix.4:52 We give our thoughts on the Jordan Peele's new Candyman trailer.9:10 Honest talk on the Hunters episode 1 "In the Belly of the Whale."16:32 This week Star Trek Picard reaches Freecloud in episode 1 x 5 "Stardust City."27:40 We get Gravediggers backstory in Black Lightning 1 x 14 "The Book of War: Chapter One: Homecoming."33:30 We celebrate Supergirl as the show hits their 100th episode in 5 x 13 "It's a Super Life."37:50 Barry is still dealing with a post Crisis world in The Flash episode 6 x 13 "Grodd Friended Me." 49:03 Change of pace this week with Batwoman 1 x 13 "Drink Me." #StarTrekPicard #Supergirl #TheFlash #BlackLightning #Hunters #BatwomanBookmark our website http://scenennerd.libsyn.com/ for new shows every week.Search "Scene N' Nerd" wherever you get your podcasts and subscribe for original shows.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/geek-vibes-nation/donationsWant to advertise on this podcast? Go to https://redcircle.com/brands and sign up.
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