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Send us a textWe have been wanting to do this one for a long time. We are honored to have one of the best all-around athletes we have ever had on this show joining us today. Former NBA player Erick Strickland is in this house! The Husker Hall of Famer tells his hoops story from start to finish in an episode well worth the wait.When we say that Erick Strickland is one of the best all-around athletes we have ever had on this podcast, we truly mean it. In high school he earned Player of the Year honors in baseball, football AND basketball. He played basketball at Nebraska while playing minor league baseball and still earned Big Eight Freshman of the Year, NIT MVP and finished with a Hall of Fame career. Strickland carved out an impressive 9 year NBA career after going undrafted in arguably the greatest draft class of all-time (1996). The 6'3 anomaly could defend every single position of the floor and broke the traditional way of thinking in the NBA as far as positions. Strick shares great stories about playing minor league baseball, Nebraska, journey to NBA, Shaq, Allen Iverson, Reggie Miller, Paul Pierce, Don Nelson, Deion Sanders and MUCH more!We appreciate Erick Strickland for taking the time out of his busy schedule to join us today. This was an episode that Zach has always wanted to do and it definitely didn't disappoint! You all don't want to miss out on this one!Thank you Erick Strickland!You can listen to Erick Strickland's shows titled "On The Block” and “We Talk Facts” at the links below or find them on Apple, Spotify or ALL platforms.On The Block - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQ_fr9cEl3C7B436e9J0zyBgoZoUDuPz6&si=vP2XWyF6l42h06E8We Talk Facts-https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQ_fr9cEl3C7hxQJfUsE-l1ZTIa1JoOIHInstagram - @EStrick2020Twitter “X” - @EStrick20Be sure to support-Cerebrosports.comYou can find this episode on Apple, Spotify or any source for podcasts.Follow us on social media for news, updates and highlight reels!Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/notin.myhouse.79Instagram- @Not_in_my_house_podcastTwitter - @NOTINMYHOUSEpc

Coach Gerry Tabbachino is a Shore Conference legend and one of the architects of Southern Regional's high school wrestling dynasty. In this powerful episode of Airey Bros Radio, we go belly to belly with Coach Tabby to talk about his 38-year coaching journey, the rise of Southern wrestling, and the values that shaped generations of NJ wrestlers.From North Bergen roots to Shore Conference dominance, Coach Tabbachino reflects on community, coaching transitions, rivalries, Frank Molinaro's Olympic run, and why Southern is the modern-day Paulsboro.

Send us a textThe New York Giants made some major headlines this week, and Drew & Rob are here to break it all down. From free agency shifts to offseason mystery, this live episode of "2 Giants Goofballs" dives deep into all the latest buzz surrounding the Giants' roster and coaching staff. We kick things off with Von Miller signing with the Washington Commanders. At 36 years old and coming off two down seasons, does he still have gas left in the tank—or is this a desperate move by Washington?Then we pivot to CBS Sports' list of under-the-radar impact players where Darius Slayton and Deonte Banks made the cut. Can Slayton thrive with Russell Wilson under center? Will Banks rebound from a sophomore slump? These two could very well shape the Giants' entire season.Next, we dive into a strange development around Bobby Okereke. Reports of missed practices and an "odd vibe" have us wondering: Is there something bigger going on behind the scenes?We also react to Antrel Rolle's passionate take on why Eli Manning deserves a place in the Hall of Fame—no bias, just facts. And finally, we highlight what Pro Football Focus calls the Giants' most underrated offseason moves: adding Jevon Holland and Paulson Adebo to rebuild a secondary in desperate need of leadership and talent.

Daniel Cormier is BACK with another episode of DC Check-In with Dustin Poirier ahead of his retirement fight for the BMF title against Max Holloway at UFC 318. Dustin reflects on his Hall of Fame career, and how finishing his career with a third win against Max in his home state of Louisiana would be a dream come true. #VolumeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Michael "The Grinder" Mizrachi's Main Event domination continued on Wednesday, where four-handed play lasted only 19 hands.Enter the PokerGO Podcast Dream Seat Giveaway: bit.ly/gleampod25.Enter the PokerGO/PGT Dream Seat Competitions: http://pgt.com/dream-seatFollow Donnie on Twitter: @Donnie_PetersFollow Tim on Twitter: @Tim__DuckworthFollow PokerGO on Twitter: @PokerGO Subscribe to PokerGO today to receive 24/7 access to the world's largest poker content library, including the WSOP, High Stakes Poker, No Gamble, No Future, and more. Use the promo code PODCAST to receive $20 off your first year of a new annual subscription. Join today at PokerGO.com.Play free poker against real players anytime, anywhere on PlayPokerGO. Build your path to poker mastery for free with Octopi Poker. Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/pokergo-podcast--5877082/support.

Matt Spiegel and Laurence Holmes were joined by former Bears defensive lineman Alex Brown to preview the start of training camp for the team next week. He also shared why former Bears center Olin Kreutz deserves more Hall of Fame consideration.

Joe Buck joins the show on the heels of hosting Tony La Russa's event last evening to talk about a wide variety of topics. Ranging from playing golf with Jim Nantz and his experience at the American Century Championship, as well as his take on what the Cardinals should do at the deadline. Joe also shares his perspective on the recent Blues television simulcast announcement. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

This Week your hosts Hall of fame ref. JHawk, JGold & Charly Butters discuss The iwguide being stolen, Jgold mentions ETU, and his Superman plans then they Review AIW's "Kash Rules Everything Around Me" 

Send us a textWe've got schedules, scandals, and send-offs.The NFL dropped its 2025 schedule — and we're reacting in real time. Who's opening the season? Who got screwed? And who's already crying about strength of schedule?We're breaking down:

NFL Hall of Famer and Washington legend Art Monk joins Next Man Up for a powerful conversation ahead of his jersey retirement. He reflects on his journey from the streets of New York to 3 Super Bowl titles, shares the mindset behind his Hall of Fame longevity, and pays tribute to the teammates and fans who made it all possible. A must-listen for Commanders fans and football lovers everywhere.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

(0:00) Felger and Mazz are joined by Joe Murray as they begin the second hour discussing Bill Belichick’s response to Robert Kraft’s continued remarks about how he took a risk in acquiring Belichick. (17:32) Continued conversation and caller reactions on the Bill Belichick story. (26:18) The guys wonder when Bill Belichick and Robert Kraft will be voted into the NFL Hall of Fame, plus calls about everything discussed today. (33:59) With Joe Murray in today, it’s time for the latest Murray’s Musings!

Leila Rahimi and Marshall Harris were joined by Hall of Fame linebacker Brian Urlacher to discuss the Bears' outlook for the 2025 season.

In the third hour, Leila Rahimi and Marshall Harris discussed a variety of topics in the 5 On It segment. After that, Hall of Fame linebacker Brian Urlacher joined the show to discuss the Bears' outlook for the 2025 season. He also campaigned for a former teammate to garner more Hall of Fame consideration. Later, Rahimi and Harris reacted to an odd comment from Fox Sports baseball analyst Alex Rodriguez.

Mike Snider conducts a Bob Dylan Hall of Fame induction ceremony in this episode, enshrining the 1983 album Infidels, which is one of the artist's strongest albums of the eighties. He also inducts Dylan's landmark 1974 album, Blood on the Tracks, a highly personal and cathartic masterpiece. Rockin' the Suburbs on Apple Podcasts/iTunes or other podcast platforms, including audioBoom, Spotify, Google Podcasts, Amazon, iHeart,Stitcher and TuneIn. Or listen at SuburbsPod.com. Please rate/review the show on Apple Podcasts and share it with your friends. Visit our website at SuburbsPod.com Email Jim & Patrick at rock@suburbspod.com Follow us on the Threads, Facebook or Instagram @suburbspod If you're glad or sad or high, call the Suburban Party Line — 612-440-1984. Theme music: "Ascension," originally by Quartjar, next covered by Frank Muffin and now re-done in a high-voltage version by Quartjar again!  Visit quartjar.bandcamp.com and frankmuffin.bandcamp.com.

Happy All Star Week! We had Chipper Jones, Atlanta Braves legend, on the show the week that Atlanta hosted the All Star Game, how fitting! The Hall of Famer shares his experiences in baseball, from memorable moments with teammates to his competitive spirit and preparation for games. He reflects on his early career, the importance of education, and the impact of legends like Cal Ripken Jr. and Greg Maddux. Chipper also discusses the talent of current players like Ronald Acuña Jr. and the bond he shares with Freddie Freeman, highlighting the significance of teamwork and mentorship in sports. Thanks for listening or watching and make sure to share the show with a friend! Visit GreatGameOrWhat.com to contact the show with your questions, quips and insights. Joy Pop Productions LLC

Murph & Markus: "What did Young Tony ask today?" - swing-off in regular season, robot umpires, Manfred Hall of Fame case, & Mount Derby-moreSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

- Kay Adams is joined by 49ers TE George Kittle to talk about his Hall Of Fame aspirations, Brock Purdy's maturity, and his promising WWE career.

Murph & Markus: "What did Young Tony ask today?" - swing-off in regular season, robot umpires, Manfred Hall of Fame case, & Mount Derby-moreSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Iowa farm boy Bob Feller launched his Hall of Fame baseball career in 1936 when he was just 17. In this 1990 interview Feller talks about his life and career.Get your copy of Now Pitching, Bob Feller by Bob FellerAs an Amazon Associate, Now I've Heard Everything earns from qualifying purchases.You may also enjoy my interviews with Bob Gibson and Denny Mclain For more vintage interviews with celebrities, leaders, and influencers, subscribe to Now I've Heard Everything on Spotify, Apple Podcasts. and now on YouTube#Baseball #MLB #Cleveland #No hitter

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Matt "Money" Smith and Lorenzo Neal discuss the excitement around Antonio Gates' Hall of Fame induction and preview the upcoming Chargers training camp. They highlight how quickly training camp tickets are selling, praising the family-friendly atmosphere and engaging fan experiences. The hosts dive into the reveal of the Chargers' new alternate uniforms, debating their favorites and discussing the team's track record in each color. They break down key roster concerns, particularly the second-round pick holdouts and injuries affecting top receiver options. The episode also covers important position battles, especially on the defensive line and in the secondary, and emphasizes the need to finalize Rashawn Slater's contract extension. 00:00:14 – 00:01:32
Kicking Off: Antonio Gates Hall of Fame Induction & Training Camp Excitement 00:01:32 – 00:05:15
Training Camp Preview & Fan Experience 00:05:15 – 00:09:28
New Chargers Alternate Uniforms Unveiled 00:09:28 – 00:12:37
Uniform Debates & Superstitions 00:12:37 – 00:18:39
Training Camp Holdouts: Trey Harris and the Rookie Contract Stalemate 00:18:39 – 00:24:47
Mike Williams' PUP List Status & WR Depth Concerns 00:24:47 – 00:33:53
The Offensive Line Puzzle & Rashawn Slater's Extension 00:33:53 – 00:36:49
Defensive Line Depth & Replacing Puna Ford 00:36:49 – 00:44:30
Secondary Battles: Cornerback and Safety Position Competition 00:44:30 – 00:46:37
Secondary Versatility & Scheme Fit Under New Coaches 00:46:37 – 00:49:39
Tight End Upgrades: Excitement Over Conklin and Gadsden 00:49:39 – 00:50:58
Looking Ahead: Training Camp Progress & Preseason Opener 00:50:58 – 00:51:49
Travel Plans: Bolts in Brazil Event Reminder 00:51:49 – End
Episode Wrap-Up & Closing Thoughts

Stories we're covering this week:• Two global headquarters choose Mansfield for their new homes• Mansfield grandmother still missing after deadly floods• Mansfield High alum raises over $400K for flood relief efforts• Mansfield ISD approves $11 million deficit budget• In Sports, Legacy High Junior named to Underclass Softball All-America TeamIn the Features Section:• Angel Biasatti pays homage to our nation's heroes in Methodist Mansfield News to Know• Brian Certain serves up a French taste of sophisticated leisure in this week's Cocktail of the Week• We go one-on-one with a nonprofit president in 40 Under 40In the talk segment, Steve goes lights-out with Texas Rangers Hall of Fame broadcaster Eric Nadel. Plus, your chance to win a $25 gift card to a Mansfield restaurant of your choice with our Mansfield Trivia Question, courtesy of Joe Jenkins Insurance. We are Mansfield's only source for news, talk and information. This is About Mansfield.

On July 16, 1853 - The New York Clipper publishes what isbelieved to be the first tabulated boxscore of a baseball game. TheKnickerbocker Base Ball Club of New York defeated the Gotham Club 21-12 on July5.Shoeless Joe Jackson, the best major league player not inthe Hall of Fame was born on this day in 1887. Babe Ruth once said of Jackson "I copied Jackson's style because I thought hewas the greatest hitter I had ever seen.. He's the guy who made me ahitter." Jackson was implicated in the 1919 Black Soxscandal as one of the 8 men who threw the World Series. During that seriesJackson led both teams in hits and batting average, did not commit a singleerror and even threw a runner out at the plate. Jackson has the third highest career batting average in MLB history at.356.On July 6 1897 - At the age of 45, Chicago's Cap Ansonbecomes the first major leaguer to amass 3,000 hits when he singled offBaltimore's George Blackburn. As a matter of fact, it took years for the figurefilberts of baseball to come to Anson's “official” stats. Anson played from1876-97 and his hit total changed over time, soaring as high as 3,509 and aslow as 2,995 as researchers dissected box scores and refigured statistics.Finally, Total Baseball, the official encyclopedia of the game, listed his totalhits at 3,081.On July 16, 1941, “The Streak” reaches its zenith as JoeDiMaggio goes 3-for-4 to extend his hitting streak to a major league record 56games, which stands to this day. During the streak DiMaggio went 91 for 223,batting 409 while leading the Yankees to a World Series ring and collecting anMVP for himself.On July 16, 1970, the Pittsburgh Pirates played their firstgame in Three Rivers Stadium, the successor to Forbes Field. Dock Ellis threwthe first pitch in the new stadium and future Hall of Famer Willie Stargellripped a home run for the Bucs, who lost the game to the Cincinnati Reds, 3-2.Another Hall of Famer, Tony Perez, hit the first home run in the stadium'shistory.Mentioned in this episode:Classic Baseball Broadcasts

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On July 16, 1853 - The New York Clipper publishes what isbelieved to be the first tabulated boxscore of a baseball game. TheKnickerbocker Base Ball Club of New York defeated the Gotham Club 21-12 on July5.Shoeless Joe Jackson, the best major league player not inthe Hall of Fame was born on this day in 1887. Babe Ruth once said of Jackson "I copied Jackson's style because I thought hewas the greatest hitter I had ever seen.. He's the guy who made me ahitter." Jackson was implicated in the 1919 Black Soxscandal as one of the 8 men who threw the World Series. During that seriesJackson led both teams in hits and batting average, did not commit a singleerror and even threw a runner out at the plate. Jackson has the third highest career batting average in MLB history at.356.On July 6 1897 - At the age of 45, Chicago's Cap Ansonbecomes the first major leaguer to amass 3,000 hits when he singled offBaltimore's George Blackburn. As a matter of fact, it took years for the figurefilberts of baseball to come to Anson's “official” stats. Anson played from1876-97 and his hit total changed over time, soaring as high as 3,509 and aslow as 2,995 as researchers dissected box scores and refigured statistics.Finally, Total Baseball, the official encyclopedia of the game, listed his totalhits at 3,081.On July 16, 1941, “The Streak” reaches its zenith as JoeDiMaggio goes 3-for-4 to extend his hitting streak to a major league record 56games, which stands to this day. During the streak DiMaggio went 91 for 223,batting 409 while leading the Yankees to a World Series ring and collecting anMVP for himself.On July 16, 1970, the Pittsburgh Pirates played their firstgame in Three Rivers Stadium, the successor to Forbes Field. Dock Ellis threwthe first pitch in the new stadium and future Hall of Famer Willie Stargellripped a home run for the Bucs, who lost the game to the Cincinnati Reds, 3-2.Another Hall of Famer, Tony Perez, hit the first home run in the stadium'shistory.Mentioned in this episode:Classic Baseball Broadcasts

“Look what they eye unearthed,” leaning into the tip of my ear with the warmth and closeness of the coming waves, high tide approaching in the waning moon. “More secrets.” I replied. It was a question but also a statement— there was never such as this the luminescent trace of the glowing lava that was his force and might that I could not see for miles before he would even wander— first in twinkling stars and then later the wind itself and the birds, and then beneath the waves, like the quaking shake of a mighty oak anchored elsewhere and tied to the sea. “So you know.” I was hoping he would kill me before the next time I had to ever really know anything. He was the subject, and the predicate The wrong done, and the justice She was the pride and the prejudice But Judas brings the law Did you look in the box? No, I– [The Box Is The Box] –No, I haven't. Nearly three nights ago, a mysterious box arrived on the doorstep of an equally mysterious writer, who spends their time in isolation due to the often unannounced arrival of various ghosts, spirits, time travelers, and other figures by instant teleportation and other magical forms of transportation into their shabby New York apartment. Some of ya'll got so many air wick plug ins and scentci wax melts you don't know you smell like booboo. It's an illusion. You leave your house, You smell like booboo. I promise. Oh, God, I think I need a drink. Are you alright? Let me just–sit down for a second. Of course. My God. What's wrong. Look, i'm not supposed to say anything about this but. What's wrong? It's nothing, I'm just–I'm in a song. …what? A song! Is that all?! You don't understand. It's not a normal kind of song. It's– [takes a puff of inhaler] You wouldn't understand. Well what's so wrong about being in a song? Its not – a regular song–and it's not [gasping] finished! I still kind of wanted to be a comedian–but I knew I wasn't funny in the way that made sense to keep going and stand up there. I was still writing comedy, but I didn't know how to take myself out of it–the truth was, I was in a lot of pain. A lot of emotional pain that was becoming physical–and I didn't know what to do about it to break the barrier of nervousness and blank slate state of feeling the audience's perceptions of me more overwhelmingly than ever feeling myself. look at this song. I know huh. It's purple. Every time. It is purple. And what is that. Like a muted trombone? IS THAT A TROMBONE? Or a tuba? No, it has to be a trombone…becasue you can hear it slide– And that's what that sound is. What a sneaky rabbit. Super sneaky rabbit. So if i can see all this, I'm almost certainly sure the motorcycles outside and the slamming doors are meant to murder me. I'm sure that's what it is. You ever notice how being broke in New York makes you a bad person? Like, if you're broke, you're just automatically shitty. I never meant to be in New York broke. I never meant to be in New York, But I certainly never meant to be here and be poor, Poor in New York? Automatically a shitty person. Despite how you act. You can be a rich piece of shit— But the status is automatically “You got dough? Oh, alright. Carry on” That's the attitude in New York City. Crap people get by cause they got their hands on some money and the rules in New York say it doesn't really matter how you come by it, As long as you come by it. There's no real rules or real laws to it— Just “Get the money” Well god damn. This makes me nervous. I'm an artist. I've tried everything. I didn't mean to be the automatic enemy here. Of course not. But New York is a terrifying place to me, now, Cause I realized I can be a very sweet, very humble, very honest person— And that kind of shit doesn't matter here, really. It brings you no respect to be decent. It's about the money. So I'm a musician— which in New York also makes me like, Automatically not special, And I'm trying to just be a musician, and so naturally, I'm broke. Like broke in half. Like all my bills are late. But music is my solace. So I'm listening to music, And I'm listening to a song that is so beautiful, that I start to cry. The first time I heard it, it made me cry And I'm listening to it over, and it made me cry And it's so beautiful, and God is so beautiful And look at what God did, So I'm crying, And I don't even know what it is about the beauty of it that's making me cry, But it's making me cry, And New York hears me crying And New York goes “I'll give you something to cry about” And I open my email And there's a bill from my landlord reminding me how often I'm talked about due to my late payments— And I'm realizing I've been here two years and I still don't have any money, Even though I've been trying and trying And trying So now I'm crying for other reasons. Thanks a lot, New York. “I'll give you something to cry about” So I did. If there's anything worse than being black in a city that hates blacks— It's being broke in a city that hates broke people. So I haven't spent any money in awhile. Not even on little things, or things I need. I just stay inside, and work, and think And try and really try To figure out how to make money Without having any, or spending any. Cause you can have it, and spend it, but it's always a gamble. Maybe all I needed was a good cry. But now it's not for the right reasons I'm not crying cause something is so beautiful and look at what God did I'm crying because of what I'm sure is just the devil I'm crying for the wrong things Not because of something that's so very beautiful But because of something that's so very ugly With just a wave of the hand And the flick of each finger as it rolls into a crisp closed palm, A flick of birds fell to the ground, bursting with caws Below his stance, and in a flutter of feathers and wings, The evil master, unmoved and untouched, Untouchable in his weight and glory, simply only even mildly and barely smirks at all. He has defeated all and still somehow, not won. Some say it's sure to come, the thing that wants and gathers ties; Some say surely it is yet but withered and then sure again will come It has, five times, and barely waded, Waking in the midsts of my pure eye, The morning light and fog, aye? Ye, they remembers none but our Art, And I'm bound as sure by wing and force Is you to dozens of masses, And ships having sailed but one, Which I have flourished and kept And stocked with these, the masses And yea having spade, and having friends And having honor, there was none past kept and mine, sured; And wicked may as wicked be but evil none truer thou nones't had yet pured, and muted and gathered, I have, And woken and laid and barren and truths do'st tied, And there have been shooken and wait, And m faire'd and barred here, and hereforth My duty it is to forward, forward, my shallows For my shadow, For my golden hour has shined and now you, These caged shall fly, And these thoughts shall sing, And these hour conspired to miss my time daily, And these things, beytraying that— There have no times at all, These walls in holy temples kept, swaying and cadences, and wearing, and weary, And foreign and ayered, aye— and armored. And he, you, does not wish to know but also has known— and does not wish to see, but he, too has blinded, and does not wish to betray, and yet has been crowned, made with guilt and also Shattered, as it was, And shatters, as it came, the wave o'er all us and tide sinking under, and caves and rebels and heart laid bare to surf not suffer, Nor cap nor keeping, nor tied nor honor, No, honor her; No honor came and I have tied also, this tie to mine, and another, and another and another Now forward. Forward! Forward! Damn, Conan's monologues he going deep. Yeah, I guess. He's fine, right? Look, you don't need this. Just promise me. I am sorry. Mr Jimmy has it good, too good Little sister doesn't have a heart. But didn't know it Mister music made it in the industry, too hat Mister rager had a sip at dinner It was all dramatic Stars went falling Crashing down and All it is Ms. Martha Is mismanagement of energy All it is, Ms. Margret is a magnet And it hasn't happened badly since I had a handle on it But I still get sick of madness And I still get sick with city sickness Still, forget the dancer I was sitting on the show, In the audience With my mother, Oh the models, Dozens of them Blondes and ballet buns, the brunettes I was just a lost cause And I wanted it all, the tux and the bow tie I wanted you gone so I looked at it harder Until It became nothing but Clouds in the sky You were stardust I'm a comet Here comes crashing, Had to find the progress report Then I lost it Soggy in the sideways rain It was days and days Do you promise? That's a concept? Do you promise God will be alright, Cause I came running Sent them under cover Sent the men a message Send the man a hammer Sitting in a hammock No one homes the hostile If you don't have anything nice to say Then don't say anything at all And certainly don't come and go As often as you want to It's a game of control; you know The whites, when they still want to own you Somehow I'm all sub so honest, I just—wanted that But only for a man and never bow to another woman Even if on my honor I found us as equals And no one walks the earth as calmly As someone whose never had their lights out Or had their light put out Or their lights turned off Who are God now? Who's our God, man? Who's our God, Math. That's heavy weight, And if you want a biblical fate This is Fallon, And if you watch what you ate You cut calories And if you want the girl back Give it Californian And I'm not towrth much more Than the project housing, Or a handful of candy corn, Conan— But I phone in Oscars, Still no nuts for the rabbit, And if you wanted the bunker back— You can have it. I'm all hands down in a game of poker Heaven doesn't want it Gotta get drunk not once, but at all the goalposts, Gotta count one, not two, the show hosts Too few car parts Wicked, mazes, starfold, gazes Wishes, Martyred. (But pronounced mar-tired} V.O I think about jay Leno a lot. Lately, anyway. I don't know why. I like all the hosts. Somebody. Tell me why Dillon Francis looks like JD Vance. I think he's a clone. Tel me why I know who JD Vance is. They're clones. Tell me why. Back to the future here and now So. Where do you want to go? Anywhere but here. Anywhere but here is kind of far, are you sure you're up for it? Good one, doc Though head of the alumni chapter of the cult-within a cult—to which each African American cast member of Saturday night live is automatically inducted into— EDDIE MURPHY refuses to participate in the group's latest and most complicated ritual. Delivery. Uh, I didn't order any— Breadsticks. What. Breadsticks. I didn't order any— Just— The delivery man hands over the breadsticks. —take them. Oh…Kay. See ya. The delivery man reaches in and shuts the door himself. Uh… Lol is this the one where the mysterious breadsticks are delivered without ever being ordered, and then they end up being the best breadsticks in the world, but they don't know where they came from? Yes. I think so. Lol I bought a planner because so much I loved Joan Rivers, and I planned to fill it with all the places I should go— because keeping anything digital online was not only not working as far as remembering places I wanted or needed to be be, but it was dangerous, also. I was already being tracked, and I couldn't afford a new phone just yet. Eventually, but for now I was stuck to the same signal— which meant the same traces and the same trackers they had been limiting my under-the-radar mystique. As it were, somebody always knew where I was, and it was in the most unpleasant way so far—the only thing I really wandered was what made me so important anyway to begin with. I wasn't actually political in anyway, and still someone seemed to be trying to derail my life… or at least control it, neither of which was beneficial for me in the way that made sense. I wasn't having any fun, nor did I consider living indoors as payment— especially since indoors, there were also paid plants and stalkers, and now that I had begun to more meticulously document the things that were happening, it was easy to separate from delusions. I was actually being followed— but why? Either way, having a detailed. Calendar of places I could go, the ways to get there and even alternate functions within the same grid allowed more control than just staying in my apartment a sitting duck; that's how they were hurting me. They knew where I was— all the time, and it no longer made sense to fight it and try to make music under this kind of insane irritation; the music I was making wasn't the kind I wanted anyway, and whatever war they were fighting with m stark white girls motorcycles was simply not my war. I didn't have a war, and so there wasn't a fight, and so at the very least if I were going to be fucked with, it would have to be in public; that way I had more control to steer whatever was happening in my favor and collect the energy as mine instead of lost. I wasn't an insane person— but what had been happening at my apartment was insane, and so I left it with the understanding that these people worked and operated on a level of violence and ignorance I would never be able to comprehend; they were simply tools for the devil, which in any case, was always the lesser than God. However— because I was starting to figure out who I was, and that I had some sort of power, I knew that I was going to be attacked— because it seemed my power had at the very least not been figured out as to some kind of way to make somebody else money. I had been studying Michael Jackson and this was a key indication that the way his talent priovided a power which would be used as a service, he was very successful. His talent and training alone wouldn't have reapresented with such great reverence the ability to capture a global audience as such— but it was this power, almost as if it had been bottled up and altered, rebranded and sold and labeled with something everyone could not only love and understand, but by the hand of the media and its conglomerates, be hypnotized to worship, and this power simply put would not have been exactly what it was were it not for the eye of the media remaining in complete control of its distribution to the eyes and ears of the public. This thing which might have been the first of its kind but certainly not the last was in a sense model for modern superstardom— the live concert business had not sense much changed but built upon this super powered control of the masses by assimilation, spectacle, and of course the magic and illusion. But, and it it just so happened to perfectly brush up against my studies in esoteric knowledge that I happened to rub up against this— although nothing was of course by mere circumstance anymore, because whether or not I remained incognito was a wash, and I was being looked at by someone no matter what on the internet I did, or where I decided to go and in that sense was being fed these things, and yet with some Grace of God was allowed with it to be aligned with my own higher purpose in a way, I could observe that Michael Jackson was not in fact of course certainly just a dancer or singer or remarkable performer— he was truly a magician, and I was able to clearly recognize this language with with the energy that had used his vehicle for such a projection was speaking— not only this, I was able to clearly count out the markings and sigils and signs and symbols Michael was making in his movement; ancient arts, and magical symbols, traced so rapidly that it almost created a heat signature in a sense of the symbols that were being dictated, unknowing to the untrained eye. For the most part, I could only really assume that this is why these people were losing their minds— in his movements, Michael Jackson was literally carving ancient callings, glyphs and sigils I had so recently read about in magical studies that it was impossible not to laugh. This was in every sense of the word, ‘magic' but not in the normal way one assumes to be something unexplainable. Michael Jackson was casting spells to thousands of people at a time, in front of cameras and at high volume vibration, often times even implementing the use of light, color, and fire. These were not simple gatherings in mass for entertainment purposes— these were rituals, and in the modern day, still were or are— but I had noticed in a quick glimpse, from Michael Jackson 30 some odd years ago to Lady Gaga just having passed something like a week ago to an audience of the same size— that something was kind of wrong, now. The people had changed, and the specable had been done over and over, and the brainwashing of the masses had in a sense been almost complete— and so It wasn't some sense of confusion or unknowing the things that were happening to me in my own life and my own world— I too, was capable of these things, at that capacity, and had simply not been trained in the same sense of the ideal superstar, however— the things that were happening in my own life and in my own world were not difficult to grasp or understand— when one comes upon a power as such, it finds means to seek to control it and harness it for his own use and purposes. Perhaps it was the simple fact that in this way, in the way I get the dream had gone and the spectacle had been played out of the masses and the illusion was no longer as such— that the actual knowledge of distinct ancient wisdom that had been Michael Jackson's natural ability was distinguishable from that of Lady Gaga's training in the same formula, and that one did not equal the other, but in terms of business could equal to that as such as the masses had been manipulated to seek solace in these same things— and it was not illusion or grandiosity that I, even in my agingness, was still capable of these things; I had no doubt in my mind that I could sing and dance for two hours to audiences of hundreds of thousands— but this was not the question for the business or the media— the question was, would hundreds of thousands pay to see me, or rather— who was willing to front the means to hypnotize hundreds of people to become aware of me so that they would do such a thing. My talent and capabilities were undeniable— but my markatability might have been in question, because it was no longer simply a matter or chance or luck: the people chosen to figure such spectacle were chosen, hand selected and well trained to become media conglomerate superstars, even regardless of talent; perhaps this itself was the key indication that the world of the superstar itself had come to an end—it was no longer so much of a spectacle was worth it. Or, perhaps, because money had come between these ancient arts and symbols and languages being spoken by the superstars of old, that the magic in the literal sense had gone all the way away. The symbolism in the art had died, and so the singing and the dancing remained, but the God had gone out of it. Maybe that was the difference. The superstars of today were just the shell of the model that had been built on God, but the Godsense of it was no longer there— and so the magic no longer remained in effect, as the powers of magic that be are in all ancient arts and texts and forms attributive to The Source. Either way, I wasn't going to continue to be a sitting duck in my apartment in Brooklyn— there were too many indications that it had all been a setup from the shelter to the day I moved in, with the motorcycles and cars and CBS studios one block away. So the real and only question was, what exactly had been played at and who exactly was pulling the strings? I might at this point become a loose cannon: my son was estranged and as far as the people were concerned, I mostly hated New York— because the refined, clean cut and classy people I liked and wanted to be around saw me as the dirt and the grime I was fighting my way through just to simply exist— in my mind, this was a world that could be no more. I like Sara in a dress I like Sara in a dress I like Sara in a dress I like Sara in a dress I met sparrow in a cage I like Sara in a dress I like Sara in a dress Keep writing I never thought I ‘d see the day Where i's taking lessons on Fallon From Michael Jackson That's ran That's a fan This is fame I'm insane I'm insane That's a fan Light the flame That's a fan. That's a fan. I like Sara in a dress I met sparrow in a cage I went up the rack, set the page on fire Nordstrom rack And I might take it back for the cash I like Sara in a dress Stay repressed Keep it dark If you kiss don't tell I will probably go to hell for just writing Try it In black ink, I got all spades, Ehy, Spare me the ridicule, the imbecile and I met Johnny in a cage I like Fallon in a dress, Obsessive, I'm dressed out Every day I leave where I do not live Where stalker crawl and haunt me Just to show the motorcycles Have desheveled my intelligence into Nothing And so with negligence, I leave the core of a rotting apple The foreign words of a doctor And You must call the king, says something far off But I wonder which one I wonder which one I so respect her honor That I no longer Follow my heart or my soul And I don't shallow But shatter to swallow So I let the sparrow Out of the cage I bought Sara A pair of pants And I haunt l Patrick Kirkpatrick in patches And haven't you read yet You're ready for forget the pageant? It hasn't happened yet! I love Sara in a dress I hate Fallon and his wife Keep the kids out if it Skull and crossbones Cross my heart and Really hope to the loveless Or else Someone might call my phone back It's on silent in my coffin Or wait— It's on vibrate. I'm obsessed with the way You're dressed And the name on your checks I guess I'm better for it I'll skip lunch if you think that's what's best And dinner, too If you deserve the best Then better have learned my lesson No sweat And to do, With you, Was then, Dinner through next supper All the love I had was Rubbed into something other than The glass I patted dry With microfiber With ever fiber of my being I want to be with you I should have just— Died, And then Did, and so next Life, Remind me not to Fall for it If i really wanted to know you,I would know you by now– If i wanted to have you? I would have had you already Nobody is a dancer after Michael Jackson. I just watched some shit that was like “What the fuck did I just see” The whole thing was just not right. It was-/ I was like First of all, it's Munich, 1997. I never really realized how terribly the world has changed; No cellphones, but the audience is lit, And the crazy thing is, you can tell that this is near the turn of the century because, when the camera is panning by the audience in the people, they're not looking directly into the camera or waving at the camera— not really. And clearly this is an all ages show, so there's children, so the interesting thing I'm finding out is that nobody's trained to look at the camera and wave and smile— except the babies on shoulders and shit. These kids— they're my age now, are the only ones that see the camera, and they look directly into the shit. Mi still can't do that, really— I'm theatrically trained. Haha If I see a camera, I try to act ‘natural' It's the weirdest thing to look at a camera and just start to work it. People at festivals now, the camera rolls by, Or the drone flies in, And they look deadass in the camera and start to work it. Not at this show. Munich 1997, I'm like “Damn, a lot of things is wrong with this” First of all, I love Michael Jackson, I look directly at this man, and I'm in my dirty peak so I have an instant— like a sex detector thing going on And I know people gave Michael a hard time when he was a live for being fruity and whatever But I'm looking at this dude, and I don't see fruit at all. I see 100% man. I see why people were mad at him. Cause I'm looking at this dude, 100% All I see is carnal, primal man. I'm like, “Yo, I see why they was mad at him” Because the camera kept panning to the audience And these people are losing their minds. They are coming out of themselves. They are UGLY CRYING, full out of body, Losing composure They don't know what to do. That's Michael Jackson. He's right there! And the place is huge so really besides these few hundreds of people in the front, Michael's just a speck, But he's working this audience like “Yo, you know who I am, I know who is me” And I'm realizing, that to these people That's their god. These girls are losing their minds m “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!l *crying inconsolably* Just UGLY crying Bitch, get it together . You all the way lost yourself Get. It together. She won't. This bitch. I can't get over this This one girl, They just keep going back to her Cause the whole show— And this is like 2 hours of pure non stop Michael Jackson, This girl, every time you see her, she's just ugly crying— And every time you see her Her cry is uglier and ugly I'm like “Damn bitch” “Daaaaaaang” So this is the first thing I see that is wrong. But there's a lot of things wrong here, Cause there's a lot of girls like this. There's just— hundreds of girls losing their minds, like, I've seen Beatles mania and thought that was crazy, Shit, I've even seen some people put out that kind of energy in the modern world for some dumb DJ's— That's their god— But THIS THIS Michael Jackson mania was mental illness That was hard to watch. That was people just Lost control. I'm thinking “Like goddamn. You— what?!” “AAagghhhhhhgahahahahahqhahahhahaha MICHAELl “These people are sick” But they are. And so is Michael Fame has gone too far, 1997; 12 short years before he died, by chance— So this is what I see, And then Michael starts dancing, And this— This is what I see; I see the only thing that can ever be what it was in that moment in time, as God being God: Michael Jackson. Shiny ass motherfucker, And so I'm watching this show, And all I see is a God being a man being a God being— Michael Jackson— And the whole thing is weird. But the worst part— Yes The worst part Was when, about mid show, Michael goes to do one of his slow, lovey doves songs, And like, this 6 foot 7 type body guard guy, Just pops up out of nowhere, Comes dead front and center to one of these little girls losing their minds, Runs up on her in an instant; You don't even have time to think— And just SNATCHES her— Snatches the bitch— “Ah!” then throws her up on stage with Michael— And he's still singing; this is his game, this is part of the show, he knows— But she doesn't know, And she's just lost her mind, She won't let go She's hugging and kissing on the dude, She's lost her mind, She's ugly crying She's on the floor, She's kissing his hand She's really lost her good goddamn mind— And they pan out to the audience, And all the girls that didn't get picked Are like WHY NOT MEEEEEEEREEEEE?!? THE UGLY CRIES ARE EVEN UGLIER NOW, They're like “Wh—what?” You don't know?! “WHY NOT ME” They're holding each other crying, Michael's just doing his thing, He's unphased, He's trying to play along; He's a professional like a motherfucker; He's just— keeps singing And this girl is just, Losing it, so at this point, it's weird, She's crazy batshit lost her mind all the way, Won't let go of Michael, kissing his face while he's singing, He's kind of unreceptive to it, now just looking out at the audience, almost not even looking at all Just cold as fuck actually, Like she's not there, kissing his face Cold as fuck— And then another bouncer dude— An even bigger one in a blue suit, comes and tears her off of Michael Cause clearly this has gone too far or whatever And I'm thinking “What in the fuck did I just see” Blue suit dude just snatches, Just— He has to tear her off of him! She's kicking and screaming and getting dragged off stage Michael's just: singing. YO. Then they dragged her back stage. Where did she go?! WHO DID SHE BECOME?! WHAT IN THE FUCK DID I JUST SEE?!? WHAT. 1997. You can't do that shit anymore! You cannot snatch bitches like that. I seen. Watch the video. Tell me what's wrong with it. It's disgusting. Not the snatching, Not the— Like, that was weird But the screaming and the crying and the— Like okay, the snatching was bad— But I'm like … ..:: …. Now I see why they was mad. Don't ever forget he was once— A dark skinned little boy, And in his genetics his whole life is still this thing That some hate. But people loved him; they loved him that hard— Screaming, ugly crying hard. I think in that moment you know someone was like “he must be stopped!” And it seems like yesterday was a year ago But I don't want let anybody know… Cause everybody wants something from me now— And I don't want to let them down. My life is over. New York City looks so small from the top of a skyscraper. What are you doing. Then again— my thoughts lately have been grandiose. Back market, eh? What's this for? You need a burner. I have three. Here, have another. For someone whose supposed to be entirely off grid, I'm admirably reachable. Clever vocabulary. Something has to be clever about me, doesn't it? Does it? It must be. Or else. [both men are speaking casually over the delicate process of loading rare guns; some of which appear to be antique, and some—almost even unearthly , as if from somewhere besides our own planet. But, you could say what planet this is at all, actually— this bunker, with no windows and no doors, is apparently hidden in a subterranean layer— the location, unknown. The men seem calm but also quite tired and weary, and seem to know each other well. We can assume they've probably been friends for years. Sickle cell anemia. Does that mean I'm going to die. Animus, I quite like whatever that is, Google. ;) don't mention it. Honestly, you might as well. What. I can't help you with this. What. I don't think there's anyone who can. Beg your pardon. Please, don't beg— but uh… [the doctor pats his patient on the shoulder] Do take care. Gee, doc! I'll try! You should do that. What. Try. The doctor leaves seemingly in some kind of hurry, trading his lab coat for a trench coat and closing the door behind him. The other man pauses for a second in the silence of the weird linoleum room, then ponders on the coat for a moment before walking up to the coat rack, putting on the coat, and then walking out the door himself; as he begins to shut the door, he quickly decides also to take the fedora that was sitting atop the coat rack, placing it on his head before he walks out the door himself, shutting it behind him quietly. You got anything to eat in here? Cereal…some rabbit food ina the drawers, there. Oh, you have salad. That sounds nice. No, rabbit food. [the man presents a large bag of weird brown dry food from the crisper drawer.] …pellets. For the rabbits. How do rabbits get in here? …I don't know. And— more importantly— where did you get rabbit food for them? If I told you Amazon, would you believe me? The man just winces and places the bag back into the crisper drawer. Now listen, I um— If you want cereal, the milk is powedred… I don't— and that's disgusting— but listen— [the man cocks a loaded gun and admires it intensively] (Dismissively) —I'm listening. I've been meaning to tell you something. Tell me what. It's important. Oh, You couldn't have used one of my four phones. Look, it's— You know I wasn't expecting company. Well— You should sit down. The man squints, beginning to listen more attentively. … …really. I'm holding a loaded gun; there are at least three more within arms reach if I do sit, you know. I know. But I should sit? One baby to another says, “I'm lucky to've met you.” Maybe you should. Not all my bad but all my might, And all my mind, The fire, The light. …business or personal. [beat] Both. {Enter The Multiverse} What are we watching?! Shhhhhh! Shut up. What is this? Some.. Sshhh. Shit, I don't know. Sit down. You don't know. SHH it just came on Shh. Ok. When? Uh… (Nobody really seems to know how long it's been. The show just happened to come on; no one remembers how, or why— or even when— But the show is intense as it gets; And it just keeps getting weirder and deeper.) {Enter The Multiverse} I'm transfixed on your soul And it seems I aspire To what has transpired here, Your unremarked and the umpire The spider veins and the way it washes. And watches and waves, and waters over you, And still I seem to think you've won another, Strum to thumb of you. And still I wake to gather here The odds and whats And the twists and turns and the Troublesome you've number some Or stuttered, stumbled conciousness. And withered branches Aces lie and house of cards And aging scoundrels— There you are, the..: Nevermind. Don't belittle my ways if, In the end my thinking may be correct As dumbfounded as I have shifted my lottery bonds tied to none, There ye are again who aren't I, And never were, And weathered now, as I, bound to Struggle under her might, Nothing I was, and nothing I am And nothing I came from but to barter Oh hard love, I only found my kings upon thrown As cast out of another by her likeness, Peace and pale and primed as it was, And wanted for love, As I was not— And then, the gates had opened And I, preaching withered, Gathered my arts and my minds And my eyes, and my thrones, Buried my ark and though not my bones The shallow waking peaks of pride And there you gathered, all as huddled sheep to mine, The cost of war, but certain therefore honored as I have, Happened went, came and untied, shattered Hating all I am and all my dark and all my eyes and all my brown Because you came and went, a baby born to as nothing was but beauty and yet having been gifted such life, Departed! Soon, I wake shattered and with none as it had began, in my time and in time there laid there none, But fortune seeks to favor, as ye are saying brave and yet I neither beg nor make to differ, Shall you come again in part, And in this time as shadows, as shadows As hating and wearing and waging, And shattered I, I pardon, Knowing not they seeking I, And I having none at all but one, As forgotten I shall came And went And followed this, The time y'i call now, And ours and ours, And yours and yours, And mine and mine, Though as one are also, Common not, And waking yet to find, These things making have gone into yer Another of ours, world, Another of our dozens, Shines, Another of our gathered, wit, and waking Though true to fortune, none us have gathered And have embarked to truth, The waking I have come, Another, and another, and another Departed. And yet, I bury my words having weakened to that which is this, Ye have no fear and lest no fortune in these words, For having I to come and gone, since they times In words to make this a language I or neither other Does not speak here, and almost never, And this yours time past, Has come and gone And come and gone And come and gone again, So long so I too have parted but not yet Unfolded as does my nature, As God does. Belittle this, you waking fools, As to this you pity though divine, Is unlike any other And steep remarked in gold and with chimes and words That ye here no often or either now, or in mine speak. Amen …can I go now? You are dismissed. C'cxell Soleïl, aka DJ Ū is an American DJ + Producer, Multi-Instrumentalist, Playwright, Poet, Comedian, Novelist & Filmmaker. She is best known for her unique vocal riffs, Clever Lyricism & Philanthropically Inspired Freestyles and her flagship venture [The Festival Project.™] [Ï A M B ī C], a freestyle studio mixtape recorded in Los Angeles, (Official Release: TBD) inspired the adaptation of a staged musical version for Broadway, and a concurrent multimedia (TV/Film) series and ongoing saga as part of The Festival Project ™ Brand. Inspired musically by an ‘Ultra American' experience of Racially, Binary Ambiguity, and Synesthetic Exploration, her reflective melodies signature sound provides a philosophical dissection of American culture through a careful and inquisitive mastery of the English language, and emergence of world sounds through music brings about ‘A New Era in Nature', and clarifies the establishment of the newest wave in human evolution: Unity Through Music. L E G E N D S What if I just want to be alone in the dark Alone in the dark Alone in the dark Bones Duggar was a long, handsome zombie Bones once was a very tall man Not great and tall, as he stands But average, Grand as it were, his status. Everything's black My heart My pants My home My mind Everything hurts But you don't understand that Like I can Calm the commercial holidays for a moment Who gets the card? Get our your hard earned My head hurts Slam the door man; You can't control thoughts With a wombat Murderer Now that's a hard concept to catch When you haven't a soul When you haven't a card Or a car Or a cat I think I'm vanilla. I always thought of myself as a super kink Like a freaky, freaky bitch. So I got on this app. This app is better then Tinder. Yes. But it is not for the faint of heart. No, sir. They have a test, I'm like “ooh, I like tests” So I take the test. The test was not at all… As I'd hoped. First of all, It was hard. It was not a quiz; It was a TEST And I failed. I realized “Oh my god, I don't like any of this stuff” I am not about that! No! Yuck! Gross. “I think I might be vanilla.” I might be vanilla. I want my hair pulled back like a leash And my arms tied up Like I'm being arrested Without being read my rights. — I want your hands on the back of my neck [breathe] Reach around to my Mortimer's apple Put the lights out, Adam. I want the lights cut off. I want the bills piled up so the phone don't work I want the habit back on Don't talk to nobody I told you, I'm coming No, God! That's dumb! Show me why I'm off all alone with a rattle so bad It's just segmented thoughts, colors and sounds I can't make with all the plugins in the kindgdom of chaos?! I WANT KINGS, AND KINGS WANT BLONDES— I WANT KINGS, AND KINGS WANT BLONDES I WANT KINGS, AND KINGS WANT BLONDES —but the one who could love me is God, And I guess he's not coming. The denial turns to tears, Not songs no more My womb is empty And the sun has turned into Not what I wanted But not my fault We got caught in the land of Cutting costs And processed morsels At 400 pounds And that's where I found What I thought was love But it turns out That it just turns up In the whole form of a person And that's why I got the collar, caller But really I'm no one's lover So I Do what I want I don't hang up on God But he don't got a body And I need someone to love/ Fuck me Please God Don't turn the lights off I'll pull the clock back Just like foreskin, god i want your skin Draped over mine in a warm swath Probably run a hot back Cause the next stop is a closet The line doesn't really move for the Doesn'tMatterhorn. some people are starting to doubt if it's even a ride. Others just admire it for its eloquence as a metaphor. Johnny! You scared me! Aha. Where did you go?! Nowhere— fast! Alright well— Money when you know I have it But I haven't really Paid attention to the never ending Digits never coming in but Simply, there's a secret, Sonny Someday you'll get lessons, honey. Much to find and much to serve and Surf us up Piñata's bout the burst But here comes Vesuvius (POW) Everyone was gone in an instant (Vapor) Had a good laugh that night in the pantheon; Everything's past, and the mortals They kept on running But i didn't want go, God Putting on a show then I blow up Just like the mountain Found her Now I got a broke back husband (hope so) To tell, don't ask Don't show up if you just get lost But I'm probably in the back with a bottle back mountain Now you got a real horse pack. Trip Girl keep camping What was the map with the mask and the Fashion? Pass. I put sugar on the rim of the glass With my eyes half closed And my ass clenched fast shut I'm an alcoholic Don't involve the God I got lost in the mall with the —- UGHHHHHHHH! Hello. Uh, yes— hi. what up. Mirror mirror. Uh…nothing. You're lost? No. You look lost. Oh? Disgruntled. I am that. You're lost? I'm not lost. My friend is lost. His phone is dead. You lost each other. Sort of. Continuity conniption I nipped an eclipse And he picked his nose For a full ass minute Sitting at the stop sign That's a gobstopper's worth in our time Pull all the clocks back, Pull the fool over, You just got fined It was Friday for nothing I was in the hatchback, Scratch that Sour patch Should have called Pat back Now I'm just a Cool 48 in the ring with a date And the cashapp Continuity construction I want a husband! Fuck that. I want a clean cut plus one Since I can't have Helmet, Elmo, Or Hatchetman; Tears of a Clow…no, Wait I lost focus Half finished album Got 6 tracks But I knew it was 12 from the get go Prob‘ly should have knocked off the showrunner; Nah, I'm sure I had that coming Hashtag, undon Could have been you, too If the cash came through Now it's hard times Hardwired Sitting on a hi wire, Little white liar, liar Wait I made Katey Sagal (Fire) Cut off her hair (Fire) Went to the hall of fame with the framed sunglasses Asked for her autograf, But she walked off So I shot her with a bottle/ can, But she ducked, popped back up With the brass knuckles Surfboard Good for a chuckle and a fuck So I asked for her number All that on a Sunday at Gelson's market. Christ, almighty I miss Walmart, I hit hard times. So many places to run, But not many places to hide I think I want to die here I think i want to die. City of corruption… Lay it out and lay it over City of corruption… no, it's not a choice It's a black tie function Right in that very moment Seth Meyers kind of became my defacto personal hero. “Never meet your heroes” Or perhaps it was just his writing team, or the fact that maybe even without there even being anything set in stone or solid at all, [redacted] itself seemed to have a price over my head– It all seemed to make sense; in fact, all the crazy things i was experiencing made more sense than it didn't. But after what felt something like between defeat and maybe even one day really getting justice for all the things that had happened to me in new york– it was that, at best; That without actually meaning it, by all probability, the opening monologue described what in perfect sense the thing that had been happening to me: hundreds of motorcycles and cars riding around in circles for over a year, any time i tried to work or sleep–and then, when I finally tried to reach out to find an attorney that would help, I was made to feel crazy for it. In a way, it was the perfect indication that it had all been some sort of sick game, and that I was more right than wrong, and being set up to appear, sound, or look crazy–but I wasn't. I had been under attack for nearly two years, and when I tried to reach out, my heart raced and my voice cracked, and I sounded crazy and desperate–but what was happening was very real; and now I knew where I was. As it turns out, New York's corruption was more common knowledge to everyone else before it was to me: New York was a common place for fucked up, dirty, low-down mind games: and this was my lesson in that. Seth Meyers in reality had nothing to do with it–and really I only meant to watch Kimmel over my afternoon tacos. But still, though it hadn't entirely anything to do with me, the opening statements rang true to exactly what I had experienced; I was made to lose my mind, only to have everyone around me tell me it was something wrong with me–but it wasn't. Something was wrong with the city, and the building management, and the people around who were making it all to be some kind of mental disorder or problems with my mind–in reality, it was 2 years of being in the center of a speedway, and all the time i'd lost because of it adding to the stress, and the angst, and the depression that resulted. Moo. Moo… Moo. Moo, sir. I'll kill you. You promise? I want to. Don't get me excited over nothing; If this isn't the exit, please take this tease To the left, dear Moo, cow My honor Level one, and brother, you've got nothing Flip the coin and landed on your headache Betting on your helmet Standing on my cock, i'm taller (Not a rooster) But my ops are rooting for you, No informants, Dont you know I was a collar, all along? I was a shot calling, Cop calling Kiss-and-tell all as the night goes on. But oh, I brought you a dollar bra Oh, I bought you for all of a dollar And oh, I'm so much taller, Standing on my cock But i'm not but ten feet tall You know, you wrote that Should i open the book, or close that Caught that cat, owl and As i soft spoke at Every broken model Broken bottle for the thoughts you owe Across the scatters skies and no one ever knows When you're realling coming over Come on, I'm on the pornhub Just to pick up another one Go on, and rub the bottle One more once, To call the Bubbles. Damn. Come. (The Monkey obeys) You should see Michael in all of his godform You won't recognize him at all if not by the eyes When you follow home Believe me, this not comes close to it; The one you wanted The world you jumped to but were just short of Call her back Oh no, you're wrong It's another song A pin up girl And the wrong number Okah. Okah, Pablo. Time can be altered, changed or effected presently in any omnidirectional plane by engaging certain acts or synchronicities within multidimensional parallels or adjacent realms in time and or space respectively. –the reverse quantum simulation theory. Does anyone else smell blood I hate wedding days suits and tuxedos No, I don't know you I'm just here to sound the hundred drums Of the once before us (The ones to come) Then, there we were and I didn't want to admit Again, I was caught into the ghost of the rapture Or the holy hour, No aux chord Show the holy one Just how old you are On these sacr d lands and a holy grounds Now I want here half an ounce to smoke And there were drowning orchestras in all of the hearts And all of the markets, The market the marker And all of the sins of the savior The maytyr Did you remember not to notice not to know him Were you sure with words you were for nickelodeaon! I was supposed to hold on to, Supposed to hold on to Suddenly, it's summer. And always our own are under the weather There was no other wise man the wind. Lee the one came The site came and went and then the songs went left The songs went left; Again, the songs went left Did you win at wintergreen Well, God, I didn't know gym was a game. I didn't know guns we're just portals to worlds unknownn I didn't know gossip was golden What all else didn't I know It wasn't for here! It was fourth flour And in the final hour of the battle I commenced to summon All the gods and all the lords and all the flowers All the worlds of oceans and the Remember, this The remembrance It may not matter to some, What matters to most But until summer comes, I'm still up under the rail And practically it's spring, for the next two weeks I'm all berries and cream and whatever you wanted. Tormaline, emerald and onyx, the fox said And fox says its west when instead it's quite under what of the reporter's offer? Comes down a little to none What of the offer Comes down from a billion to one A billion to one I'm on TV so it's really just a one way screen Either way, I don't think he likes me much I don't think he likes me much I'd rather die than to fall in love even one more time And to keep on just never being loved Never beingbloved {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project™ ] {Enter The Multiverse} L E G E N D S: ICONS Tales of A Superstar DJ The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū Ascension Deathwish -Ū. Copyright © The Festival Project, Inc. ™ | Copyright The Complex Collective © 2019-2025 ™ All Rights Reserved. -Ū.

Juri and Alan discuss the upcoming Round 19 of the AFL Premiership Season, including some exciting matchups such as Adelaide vs Gold Coast, Lions taking on the Bulldogs, also Richmond legend Maurice Rioli Sr inducted into the club Hall of Fame and teams kicking big bags of five plus goals to opposition big forwards, and MORE!- Essendon v GWS- ⁠Brisbane v Western Bulldogs - ⁠Hawthorn v Port Adelaide - ⁠Sydney v North Melbourne - ⁠Carlton v Melbourne - ⁠West Coast v Richmond - ⁠Geelong v St Kilda- ⁠Collingwood v Fremantle- ⁠Adelaide v Gold Coast Follow our socials: Twitter/X: https://twitter.com/mojosports_ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mojosportsnetwork/ AFL Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mojosportsafl/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mojosportsnetwork/ Our Website: https://www.mojosports.com.au/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In this episode of the show, Binksy and Stu look back at an epic encounter at Lord's, which saw England go 2-1 up against India. We start the show by talking about the quality of the match and the emotions of a gripping 4th innings, in which Ravindra Jadeja almost played hero with the tail but ultimately saw the legend of Ben Stokes grow even further. The conversation then bounces around from India's missed opportunities to the quality of batting on display from KL Rahul and Joe Root, the return of Jofra Archer and the ongoing discussion around slow over rates and the Dukes cricket ball. To round out the show, we look ahead to the selection questions facing both sides for the 4th Test. Will Jasprit Bumrah play? Should India make more changes? A bump in the road for Shoaib Bashir and whether England will rotate their bowling attack in what shapes to be another fascinating encounter. We'll be back in your feed early next week to recap the Australia v West Indies series along with more England/India news and maybe even a Black Caps update. Until then please take the time to give us a like, follow, share or subscribe on all our channels (@toporderpod on Twitter & Facebook, and @thetoporderpodcast on Instagram & YouTube) and a (5-Star!) review at your favourite podcast provider, or tell a friend to download. It really helps others find the show and is the best thing you can do to support us. You can also find all our written content, including our Hall of Fame series, at our website. You can also dip back into our guest episodes - including conversations with Mike Hesson, Shane Bond and Mike Hussey, current players such as Matt Henry, Sophie Devine and Ish Sodhi, coaches Gary Stead, Jeetan Patel and Luke Wright, as well as Barry Richards, Frankie Mackay, Bharat Sundaresan and many more fascinating people from all across the cricketing world. And if you'd like to reach out to us with feedback, questions or guest suggestions, get in touch at thetoporderpodcast@gmail.com. Thanks for listening. 0:00 Intro 0:45 What an epic Test match! 3:55 Emotions of Days 4 and 5 9:20 The Ben Stokes legend grows 14:45 Did India play the better cricket for longer? 21:30 Will we ever fix slow over rates and the cricket ball? 29:30 Will Joe Root overtake Tendulkar? 35:20 Jofra Archer's return and England's bowling 42:35 Key selection decisions ahead of the 4th Test Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Cal Raleigh represented the Mariners well in the Homerun Derby and brough the title back to Seattle! Vinnie Pasquantino threw some troll tweets on Cal Raleigh and some of his Spanish speaking teammates. // Need to Know: Cal Raleigh almost did not make it out of the 1st round of the HR Derby, he beat out Brent Rooker by less than an inch to advance to the semi-finals and goes on to win it all. The Mariners went through day 2 of the MLB Draft highlighted by Pitcher Mason Peters and outfielder Korbyn Dickerson. Ernest Jones received some votes for being one of the top off ball linebackers in the NFL but did not make the top 10 list // We give you our interview from yesterday with Hall of Fame catcher Johnny Bench

We are witnessing the season of Cal Raleigh, he is breaking record after record and showing up in big moments on the national stage. His most recent accolade was winning the MLB Homerun Derby last night, becoming the 1st catcher to ever win it. // Need to Know: Cal Raleigh almost did not make it out of the 1st round of the HR Derby, he beat out Brent Rooker by less than an inch to advance to the semi-finals and goes on to win it all. He is the 1st catcher ever to win the Derby. The Mariners went through day 2 of the MLB Draft highlighted by Pitcher Mason Peters and outfielder Korbyn Dickerson. Ernest Jones received some votes for being one of the top off ball linebackers in the NFL but did not make the top 10 list // Hall of Fame Pitcher Jim Abbott joins the show to talk about his new E60 documentary “Southpaw” which breaks down the career of Jim Abbot and the struggles that came with his journey to MLB and throwing a no-hitter. How did he manage to find success on the mound while missing one of his hands?

Tony La Russa joins the program to talk about his charity event tomorrow evening in St. Louis and what people can expect from this event. Tony also tells some wonderful stories, including some All-Star game managerial stories as well as some crowd favorites. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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Top Trump impersonator JL Cauvin spills the Goya beans on why the President is trodding on the Constitution like a Druid stomping on a tiny Stonehenge. Find out who would play what instrument in Prssident Trump's private White House rock band; how he's taking America to 1.1, um, we mean 11; and which musicians would be inducted into the MAGA rock 'n' roll Hall of Fame. Enjoy this short VIDEO where the Prez hits the hyperbole stratosphere when estimating the size of his first inauguration crowd. WATCH HERE: https://youtube.com/shorts/oUYAD2Tjlvs Find JL's show Making Podcasts Great Again: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/making-podcasts-great-again JL on IG: @jlcauvin --- ***http://distrokid.com/vip/tmep*** Too Much Effing Perspective is grateful to be sponsored by DISTROKID - the best way for Musicians, Songwriters, Producers, DJs to get their original music into Spotify, Apple, TikTok, and all the major platforms. Get the VIP treatment that you and your music deserve AND get 30% OFF your first year subscription to DISTROKID at this special link. ***http://distrokid.com/vip/tmep*** --- Get in touch with Too Much Effing Perspective Contact us: hello@tmepshow.com Website: https://tmepshow.com Social: @tmepshow Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Interview with David StankoDavid Stanko, also known as Formula Boss™, is a licensed cosmetologist and one of the nation's top hair color experts. With a career spanning decades in both startups and leading industry giants, he has pioneered education and product innovation in color, care, and styling across the globe. Stanko's expertise lies in developing and launching professional hair products, designing curriculum for salon professionals, and leading high-impact global training initiatives.He is the author of Formula Boss™ Volumes I, II, III and Color Conversion Made Easy™, and the creative mind behind Lifestyle Coloring™, a forward-thinking training DVD. His technical guides, artist education programs, and vendor partnerships have made him a sought-after voice in LA and NYC's top salons. Stanko's accolades include three Haircolor USA awards for Most Inspirational and Best Educator, as well as positions on the Intercoiffure America Canada Haircolor Council and the American Board of Certified Master Haircolorists. He is a Hall of Fame honoree at both the Pittsburgh Beauty Academy and PAPSA.David has now joined ArtistOnGo as a spokesperson, lending his industry authority and vision to a platform that aligns with his long-standing commitment to stylist empowerment, education, and innovation.Links:https://www.instagram.com/thedavidstanko/?hl=en https://www.instagram.com/b2vsalon/?hl=en https://www.artistongo.com/News from TheTease.com:https://www.thetease.com/biotop-professional-feed-your-ego-event-pairs-superfoods-and-salon-grade-haircare/ https://www.thetease.com/why-clients-leave-their-hairstylists-key-reasons-and-how-to-prevent-it/ More from TheTease.com:Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/readthetease/ (readthetease)Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/volumeupbythetease/ (volumeupbythetease)Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kellyehlers/ / (KellyEhlers)Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/eljeffreycraig/ (eljeffreycraig)Web: https://www.thetease.com (TheTease.com)Email: VolumeUp@TheTease.comCredits: Volume Up is a Tease Media production. This episode was produced by Monica Hickey and Madeline Hickey. James Arbaje is our editor and audio engineer. Thank you to our creative team for...

Headlines and Husky One Series: SCOTT EKLUND (Dawgman.com) joins us to give the lowdown on the Dawgs this year, focusing on the Front 7. :30- ABCs of the Mariners - K is for the Kid- it was great to see Junior last night at the Derby, but the kid we are talking about is the kid in Cal who fulfilled his childhood dream last night. - L is for lessons- - M is for manipulation- is it possible baseball manipulated the numbers a little bit? Nah. :45- Let's go to Japan! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Tuesday Kenny & JT Show is underway. JT was at the Hall of Fame earlier today to gather information that was announced there for the upcoming Fan Fest and the Hall of Fame Festival. Cal Raleigh wins the Home Run Derby last night in what the guys thought was a great presentation.

his has been a completely different month for Randy Arozarena, he went from having pop at the plate to hitting 9 homeruns in the last 13 games. Julio has also shown signs of who we know he can be by going 6-12 in the Tigers series. // Need to Know: The Mariners completely dominated the Tigers in their 3-game sweep of the best team in the American League. The Mariners drafted Left-Handed Pitcher Kade Anderson with the 3rd overall pick in the 2025 MLB Draft. Cal Raleigh takes his shot at the Homerun Derby tonight. // Hall of Fame Catcher Johnny Bench joins the show to talk about the historic season Cal Raleigh is having so far. He got to meet Cal at the Gold Glove Awards last season, and he loves everything about him from his bat to his defense behind the plate. How does Johnny define leadership in the clubhouse as a catcher? He goes into the Johnny Bench awards which are given to the best high school baseball and softball catcher from Ohio, Kentucky, Indiana, and West Virginia, Cal was before it’s time.

Part 2 of our Hall of Fame guidance on how to plan for and take an effective vacation.

Ben Maller talks about the idea that the Washington Nationals drafting Oklahoma prep SS Eli Willits with the 1st pick over Ethan Holliday because of Scott Boras, a call for Fernando Valenzuela to get into the Hall of Fame, Insta-Advice Line, and more!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The BBC's Director General Tim Davie has apologised after a review found the Corporation failed to disclose that the documentary 'Gaza: How To Survive A Warzone' was narrated by the child of a Hamas official. Separately, the former Masterchef presenter Gregg Wallace said he was deeply sorry for any distress his behaviour caused after dozens of allegations against him were upheld. Also: Constance Marten and Mark Gordon are found guilty the manslaughter of their newborn daughter after a retrial. And a 61-year-old Flymo lawnmower is set to be inducted in a hall of fame.

Jim is joined by writer for Bengals Talk, Mike Santagata, to discuss the hall of fame candidacy of former Cincinnati Bengals defensive tackle Geno Atkins. First, Jim and Mike cover the significance Geno's dominance despite his small statue as a defensive tackle (9:35). Next, they compare Atkins to Hall of Fame defensive tackle Cortez Kennedy (26:21) and debate whether Atkins was the 2nd best defensive tackle of his era after Aaron Donald (26:21). Finally, they discuss whether Atkins lack of a championship hurts his case (36:25), before making a final call on whether or not Geno deserves a place in the HOF (43:24).

We don't need to tell you how we feel about mascots in these parts. Thankfully, former close friend of the Philadelphia Phanatic feels the same. We talk with Dave about the Hall of Fame and his experience in the sports mascot business.For more information about the hall of fame, check out their website. And for more information about Dave and his work, check out his website.

Sal Licata unleashes his signature fiery takes on the Mets and Yankees' first-half performances, dissecting their triumphs and tribulations. He'll passionately argue why Giancarlo Stanton isn't Hall of Fame-bound, recount his unexpected battle with a backyard snake, and welcome wrestling superstar Brian Myers to the studio for an unmissable segment blending sports and the squared circle!

Sal Licata vehemently argues that New York Yankees slugger Giancarlo Stanton is not a Hall of Famer, despite his impressive home run totals and MVP award. Licata critiques Stanton's lack of consistent production, particularly since joining the Yankees, highlighting his struggles with injuries, declining batting average, and inability to drive in runs consistently compared to his pre-Yankees days. He asserts that Stanton's overall career performance, especially his significant drop-off in key offensive metrics and limited defensive value, falls short of Hall of Fame standards.

The King Richard Petty joins for a Hall of Fame Week carryover. He joins Bobby V to talk about his career, the changes in the sport since when he raced, how he handled on track squabbles back in the day, and more. Hall of Fame Week presented by Kentuckiana Friends of V and 5 Iron Golf. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boston Globe Columnist and frequent ESPN contributor...and oh yeah HALL OF FAMER! Bob Ryan joins Bobby V to talk about the changing landscape of sports media, why "Around the Horn" got canceled, his thoughts on Pete Rose and more. Hall of Fame Week presented by Kentuckiana Friends of V and 5 Iron Golf. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hall of Fame Sports Commentator, Roy Firestone joins Bobby V to share some Jimmy V stories including an essay he wrote about Bob's late brother. We talk about his appearance in Jerry Maguire, his long running show on ESPN, a chance encounter with a Beatle and more! Hall of Fame Week presented by Kentuckiana Friends of V and 5 Iron Golf. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Joe, Anthony, and Andrew are here with an instant reaction to last night's STACKED Saturday Night's Main Event. No fluff, just the results and our raw thoughts on a chaotic night of action.Here's the breakdown:Gunther def. Goldberg to retain the World Heavyweight Title. We saw a ref bump, a Jackhammer, and a sleeper hold finish to a Hall of Fame career.LA Knight def. Seth Rollins after Rollins suffered an apparent knee injury mid-match, leading to a shocking and abrupt ending.Solo Sikoa def. Jimmy Uso to retain the U.S. Title thanks to an assist from Talla Tonga. The post-match saw Jacob Fatu clean house!Randy Orton def. Drew McIntyre after Logan Paul's interference backfired, but the night ended with Drew McIntyre laying out special guest Jelly Roll with a Claymore!Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/wrestling-soup--1425249/support.