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Today, Walt Robillard and I are giving you a sneak peek at a new project we've been working on. Give it a read (below), or a listen (Above), and check it out, and yeah, that's Walt's killer voice doing the narration.Hobo Recon:Hard Luck and TroublebyNick Cole and Walt RobillardChapter OneHobos in the Wind“This is why we can't have nice things, Troubs!” Hardy shouted across the cargo containers in the yard. It'd been a while since he'd had to draw the heater, much less fire it. This wasn't the gun he'd normally shuck from beneath his worn patchwork “dirty” military jacket when things went south fast and desperate. The dialed-up M4. This was definitely the shotty he used for tense negotiations with uncertain characters who harbored bad intentions.Bad intentions was everyday and everyone now days. In these times.He pulled that shotgun from under the coat where it dangled on a single point underarm sling as he ate up the miles and rode the rails. A model 870 SPS Marine Magnum he'd rattle-canned to look more used, weathered, subdued. On the road and the kinda gun a desperate man lookin' for work might use to protect himself in these lawless times. He'd save his sidearm for the real intense gunfights up close that needed more rounds on target. Less fiddling with the firearm when he wanted to put a hurt on someone. The double stack mag held enough, “go screw yerself,” forty-five caliber ACP. Usually good to get out of whatever scrape he and Trouble had gotten themselves into this time behind enemy lines and in service to SOCOM and the Heartland that was all that remained of the U.S. Trouble—because it wasn't a middle name, it was really… who he was—Troubs had his head shoved into the open cargo container in the shipping yard, using his teeth to strip off the casing around a wire he was working. He had a multi-tool with wire strippers too. The ones all those old EOD guys carried back in the day on their rig and chest plate carriers in the wars in other places not the battleground they found themselves in now… America. Still America regardless of what all factions were involved and especially the ChiComs.The sudden appearance of a Chinese security agent had Trouble stripping wires with his teeth for expediency in order to, “get it done in one, son.”It didn't help that Hard Luck had been muttering that same phrase as he got ready to distribute some hate-spray from the barrel of the rattle-canned 870. Rattle-canned old BDU multicam because that was the way the world was now, and the lands they found themselves in, and was the camo of the day when they'd both started out as Eleven Bravo privates in the last days of the Old Cold War.Not the hot one now. The unlucky and early security agent was currently dead behind where Trouble was kneeling, large caliber holes bleeding over his gray uniform and onto the wet pavement of the yard. “Brah, that shot was like Mozart on a motorcycle. That's how we do it, my brother in combat arms!” Trouble quietly exclaimed as he twisted the end of the newly exposed wire, pumped his fist, and continued whatever Def Leppard song he was keeping time to, to get his EOD on like he'd always done. Then he pumped his fist again and bit his lip, hearing some searing unheard guitar solo from long ago. “Need me a little cover while I finish this last bit, Hardy.” Hard Luck. SFC James C. Hardy. SOCOM. Eighteen Bravo. Shoulda been a Master Sergeant before retirement. But he spent some unrated time doing dark stuff in uncertain places along the way for shadows that didn't want to come out into the light before America got sold out by those shadows and all that was left was SOCOM to defend the Heartland and give the Chinese and the rest a bad time. There was the 82nd too, even though they were stuck in the irradiated remains of Russian-occupied Poland and fighting for their lives living on dead horses and hate. The Marines held Sand Diego and were officially listed as insurrectionists and traitors, allies of Russia. But that wasn't true. Not at all. Eighteen Bravo. The weapons sergeant within the Special Forces career field, employs conventional and unconventional warfare tactics and techniques in individual and small unit infantry operations. Employs individual domestic, foreign small arms, light and heavy crew-served weapons, anti-aircraft and anti-armor weapons. He is… a master of all weapons. And don't ask about the Rangers and where they are in the mess we find ourselves in called America's Darkest Hours on a good day. All four Battalions were dead. As they say in SOCOM, “Ain't no Rangers here,” and then those that can, point to where they once rolled the scroll and wink. “They just on the fade.” Hardy leaned into the shadows beside his own container he was covering from. No use standing in the same spot as his partner. The guy was either going to blow himself up or get trounced by the incoming security responding to the shots. Why risk both of them getting schwacked? “You were supposed to wait,” Hardy muttered as he scanned the misty and wet dark. “I was supposed to be a rock star,” Trouble responded, humming metal to himself as he cursed the wire he was working with. “Playing the axe at night; beach, beer, fish tacos by day. Maybe even charm my way to seeing a bikini hanging off the end of the bed post, ya know? Life comes at ya fast, Hardy, but don't worry… Trouble's my name and causin' it is my… game,” he whispered almost to himself as he continued to solve the problems in his hands. SFC Stephen X. Bach. Eighteen Charlie. SFC when he shoulda retired at least an E8 just a few years ago as things began to get truly weird and surreal and even the Army lost its mind and lowered standards, painted nails and even let some girls wear the Ranger Tab when no one who's actually earned one thinks they even got remotely close to meeting standard without a lotta help along the way. Eighteen Charlie. Special Force engineer sergeants are specialists across a wide range of disciplines, from demolitions and constructions of field fortifications to topographic survey techniques. Trouble was his tag with SOCOM, and it wasn't because he was cool. He caused it on mission more than effectively, on behalf of the teams, and didn't stop back behind the wire when it was generally not needed or in his own best interest. So… Trouble had run his mouth about the general current state of affairs, and if he wasn't so highly decorated that some of his awards were redacted, and so competent at the delicate art of high explosives… then he might have found himself with an even lower rank and very little retirement in light of the various courts martial and articles of offense. But he knew real bad guys in high places even there at the end of all things. And so, he'd gotten a chance to walk with some retirement and rank for the last six months of America. “Then get it done, and don't be that guy,” Hardy growled. Trouble liked to talk it up when things were getting thick.And things were getting definitely thick.Like the song lyrics from long ago Trouble always had running… It was distracting. Not to mention, Trouble had a tendency to sip his own cool aid, or so Hardy thought. “Got more coming.”Matter of fact statement. No drama. It was about to be get-it-on-thirty in the midnight yard of bad decisions and insertion behind enemy lines with assets to deny and mayhem to be caused. The sound of rushing boots thumping across the wet concrete was getting louder, as was the group barking loudly in Mandarin the way the Chinese do as they approached the x they had no idea they were walking onto. It was funny how the Chinese all ran the same way, or at least, that's how it sounded to Hardy. And it… bemused him. He was a thinker, and he'd never have used that ten-cent word on the teams. But in his mind, that and other words like it… they were there. He was a reader, and a thinker. And so, to Hard Luck all the Chinese seemed to have that same mincing pitter-patter run where they never really stepped it out like they were Usain Bolt intent on not just winning… but winning with icing. It was like watching that cartoon Martian run while trying to nab a, “P-32 ulidium space modulator!” Or whatever it was. Of course, the newer generation had no clue about good ol' Marvin, but that didn't mean it wasn't funny. And… “Sucks to be them,” exhaled Hard Luck and readied the shotty for sudden thunder. The Chinese shouts changed to whispers as the pitter-patter running soldiers got to the container group close to the two operators. Hardy knew the trick. Direct the guys into the target, then shift to the radios to keep their opponents guessing as to what came next. Only, the two operators had seen this particular Chinese trick before, as this wasn't the first time he and Trouble had gone up against the Puffies. Of course, their enemy didn't refer to themselves as Puffies because their units always went about with names to make them feel special. Hardy got the intel on these mooks a couple of weeks ago when Trouble blew up that cargo ship down in the gulf. They'd called themselves Thunder of the Gods and gay stuff like that. Because of course they did. And this was a reference to the People's Liberation Army Air Force's Airborne Brigade. Which was who they were facing today. This was their operation area on the road to New Orleans. Now, sounding all that out had been a mouthful for the various teams rolling out of the SRC, and instead of just shortening it to PLAAF, it came out like Puff. The few Puffies that Hardy's unit had managed to capture and talk to, got all sorts of mad about the slur. Which was great when they caught and released a few of them to spread the legend of the Special Reconnaissance Companies SOCOM had deployed into Occupied America. Get the rest of the Puffies all nervous about facing an invisible covert military force hiding in plain sight within the subjugated population. Ghosts in the night in plain sight. And deadly ghosts at that. Some of the SRC teams had even conducted massacres that were simply bone-chilling so the Chinese could have their very own boogie men to be afraid of in the night. What had Colonel Spear said when he created the Special Recon Teams for SOCOM as it waged its war out of what remained of North Carolina and the battle lines down in Georgia… "Now they will know why they are afraid of the dark. Now they learn why they fear the night." One of the nerdy Green Berets, an 18 Delta, had told everyone that was a line from Conan the Barbarian. No one cared and all agreed it was as cool as it gets. And if there's anything Green Berets love… it's cool stuff that's super deadly. See the tats since ‘Nam for examples. Cobras, skulls, knives… women. The Puffies had rightly guessed Trouble and Hardy would eventually come after this cargo depot along the gulf after they'd slagged that cargo ship. So, the Chinese high command out of New Orleans had deployed a company of PLAAF airborne forward in the hopes word would get out, and the “American GI special forces terrorists” prowling the Area of Operations North of New Orleans would come and enter the dragnet the PRC had thrown across much of the South and Southwest of what the maps once called the United States of America.They were anything but united.Most of the States that remained were fighting for themselves with what little was left of their veterans and National Guard. What was known as “Caliphistan” centered around the Midwest out of Michigan, was engaged in a brutal no-holds-barred plains war with the Chinese 3rd Army and being supplied and trained by SOCOM with what could be begged, borrowed, or stolen.California was behind enemy lines except for Marine-held San Diego and some warlord in Los Angeles, Orange, Riverside, and parts of San Bernardino proclaiming an independent nation called Vanistan and being held by heavily armed and mobile militia.They had vans. Hardy scanned the angles and shadows of the cargo containers past where Trouble was working. Their night vision had been a step up from what he'd had when he'd been a regular grunt. The overhead lighting shining down on them from gantries and industrial light towers of the cargo yard situated around the cargo docks didn't even factor in to how these new NODs worked out in the dark. Running next gen night vision based on the ENVG-B—still in use—their gear just factored in the lighting and highlighted anything warmer than the surroundings. Complex motion tracking fed into augmented reality, highlighted potential targets and let the soldier see in complex low light conditions. “Trubs,” Hardy said quietly into his throat mic. “Hooking out to get an angle on our new friends.” “Gonna leave me here all by my lonesome,” Trouble joked. “You know… I'm afraid of the dark, right?” “NODs and that red lens you're working ain't enough?” Hardy asked. Trouble waved the flashlight in the direction of the incoming Puffies. “Seriously, come over here and hold my hand while I finish this. You know how I get.” Hardy knew all too well, which is why he left his partner alone to finish his chore. He slipped past several of the containers, then used a small stack of metal frames to vault himself to the top of the nearest CONEX. The cargo containers were the standard variety, so he had to move cautiously as he jumped, then crept across the top of the ribbed metal box. Walk too fast and he'd sound like he was pounding on a metal drum with each footstep. After jumping across several of the boxes, Hardy had a good line of sight to Trouble and several avenues of approach. The operator leaned into the shadows against the cargo container stack, then removed his cell phone from the sleeve pocket of his patrol parka. Set to lowlight conditions, the EUD—End User Device—was loaded with the latest and greatest ATAK interface, allowing Hardy to act as a battlefield information hub. The screen was already pinging two angles of approach off the trip sensors Hardy had placed when they'd first snuck into the yard. The fact they were coming at all worried the veteran operator. He scratched the few days' worth of stubble on his chin, trying to figure where they'd botched the insert and alerted this security detail tasked with holding the yards. The Chinese had their own version of EUDs, and if they ran something like the Android Team Awareness Kit, all it would've taken was for Hardy and Trouble to trip a sensor they'd missed, and the soldier responsible for the zone would have called it in. Hardy shook his head, internally bashing himself for not being more careful. It's why they'd taken to calling him Hard Luck for his call-sign. Throughout his military career and now out in the Special Recon Companies, he'd never found a stretch of bad luck that didn't stick to him. And that included being partnered with Trouble. That guy was bad luck personified. Looking up from his EUD, Hardy saw the Chinese first fire team angling on the objective. A single soldier with three more behind him was trying to pie the corner as though this was the first time he'd done it for real. Hardy had to give the Asian kid credit though, he was sticking his QBZ-191 rifle around the corner, trusting the optic to broadcast whatever was past the CONEX to his night vision, so the soldier didn't have to stick his head in the open and get it blown off. SOCOM's PsyOps guys had made sure all the illegal social media sites still operational were filled with GoPros of Chinese guys getting their heads blown off. Some of them were even real. AI made the rest. Hard Luck, that internal monologue, that thinking machine he was, a thinking-killing machine who'd even had profound thoughts while running a belt fed two-forty in a hostile combat zone and laying some serious hate, that thinking machine he was always… wondered… Warfare had gotten weird when advanced sighting devices operated on wireless link tech and rifles could see around corners. It wasn't… fair. But when was war ever fair. He'd seen enough kids get talked into it only to end up lying in the tall grass by some road a few days later. Just where he'd left them. No, there was nothing fair about war. Now that it wasn't close quarters in the dark, he gently let the shotty slide back under his old “down and out in occupied America” hobo-coat and shucked the heater. The heater. It wasn't an issued weapon. There were very few issued-weapons for SOCOM, and all the kids and whoever would show up to get trained on them and sent out to die in any of the seven directions the heartland was being attacked from. Plus… shipping and transport weren't easy. In the SRTs everything went on your back just like the old LRRP teams in Vietnam. And you looked like a hobo so you could pass with all the refugees, transients, and mad homeless displaced by the war, or just… whatever. You looked like a hobo because you were… a hobo. The heater was his own personal truck gun he'd dragged everywhere from Bragg to wherever he got stationed along the way. Everything on it was his. Paid for by his salary. Just in case it hit the fan. Just in case he got invaded at home one night, wherever home happened to be between deployments. Honestly, he'd never thought he'd need it for what he was using it for now. A domestic insurgency. But he sure had built it to do the trick. It was a Daniel Defense MK18 with a ten-inch threaded barrel he could go quiet with. He had jungle-mags ready to go and one stack in. Along the barrel he had illuminate and IR. He'd added a BCM foregrip and done some work with the internals to get it just where he wanted it to run. He had a match grade flat-trigger because that felt best for the tap. The optic was a basic Aimpoint T-1. It didn't look tactical-cool guy but if you knew you knew. The T1 was a great optic system if you needed to keep both eyes open and see everything while keeping the dot on target. And in the SRTs, outnumbered, behind lines, running gun fights and using everything and being as aware as possible, wasn't just optimal or maximal… it was vital to continued birthday parties. Hardy lined up his optic to target and let the heater bark. The first round caught the kid in the neck, splattering a good amount of the kid's blood across the CONEX's side panel. The assault took the trio behind the kid by surprise, forcing them to turn and instantly shoot in all directions except up because they weren't fighting Batman. Hardy covered behind the metal boxes, trusting their contents to bullet sponge enough of the bouncing rounds to keep him from getting accidentally blasted. Then… leaning from cover, Hardy put a trio of shots that tore off the commie soldier's face, before transitioning to the third trooper in the stack. Then he sent more rounds sailing past the number three paratrooper's chin and behind the space at the top of his chest where the armor didn't cover. And thinking-killing machine he was… he reflected that it was good “commie” was back in use as the dirty word it really was. It was the truth. And it was always good to stack them. The fourth Chinese paratrooper decided to run for it when he couldn't find the spot the shooting was coming from. In a show of solidarity, he grabbed the trooper who'd just soaked up rounds behind his chest plate, dragging the downed soldier to cover with him. Probably thinking he was gonna get a medal someday for this. Poor Schmoe, thought Hard Luck, guy didn't observe the first rule of combat first aid, and it was going to cost him. Now. Hardy lined up the optic dot to the soldier's hip, having already figured out the sight was probably off because he'd been shooting center mass but hitting high. The thinking but really killing machine part of his mind doing that math too… and then his suspicion got confirmed when the rounds punched into the spot on the Chinese soldier's back right behind and beneath his shoulder, once again where their PLA armor didn't cover. The round tore into the kid's torso, punching him to the ground next to his friend he was gonna rescue and get a medal for, and twenty years after, they'd drink Tsing Taos and celebrate a ChiCom-dominated world they'd made happen, with their little part, and managed to survive as they watched their loud children shout, and their pretty wives dote over them.Now both PLA troopers gasped for air and coughed out blood-soaked ragged Chinese, definitely drawing all sorts of attention to the hate he'd laid on them.Now we wait, he thought.Killing Machine taking over in the night and the dark and the mist. Hardy jumped across the space to the next set of containers, allowing him to get a better view of the opposite line of advance. “Trouble, how long, man?” The radio broke squelch in the small earpiece he wore under his hood. “Hard Luck, this is Trouble, coming at you with all the classic rock your ears can swallow!” Great, Hardy thought. Could this guy really not take anything seriously? The operator pushed the toggle for his PTT and growled, “Trubs, how long?” “Closing it up now,” Trouble said. “Moving to zone two, pushing out at the crane, toward the water.” “Roger out,” Hardy said, cutting the comms. They'd sand-tabled this. They'd done it many times without each other in other teams not this one and other days better than this. And together, lately, Hard Luck and Trouble were becoming known for this little act of behind the lines terrorism. Miss USA on the Nightly Free America Broadcast has even noted them in the scramble codes sent to the military and operators as far behind lines as North Dakota and New Mexico where the Chinese ran their death camps night and day, and hope is just a voice in the night right now. Near the end of the broadcast. Her warm voice coming in clear. “Chris… sleeps until dawn.” “The number is forty-two.” “And to all the patriots listening tonight out there in the dark… Our boys with the Raiders and the Packers thank two particular hobos for their roadside assistance at Route Twenty-Four with the Chinese Column moving in on Nashville that was causing many patriots in the area much Hard Luck and Trouble. The supplies are through, and the children have been evacuated back into the Homeland behind the Green Zone. Thank you, boys.” Then… “There's a match in Peterborough. No Slack in effect.” And finally… “That's the news for tonight, America. Stay in the fight. We aren't done yet. Good night. And now… The Star Spangled Banner. The lights are still on.” Both men had listened in that night after a long and very hard day on the hump, sleeping in a wet ditch out near a county road. It was cold. They'd said nothing. In the dark a few minutes later, Trouble spoke. He was gonna take first watch as they faded off the hit, avoiding Chinese Air Cav Hunter killer teams that had been roaming the countryside in HINDs.“She sounds hot, Hardy. Like that girl on the White Snake video back in the day. Remember her?”“Yeah,” said Hard Luck with his poncho pulled over him and the shotty in one hand nearby on his pack. “I do.”Pause.Then…“Do you think she's hot? Miss USA.”Hard Luck was fading. Dreaming that dream he never told anyone about.But just before he'd fallen asleep, he said, “I think she's good, Trouble. And that's what makes her beautiful.”And then Trouble might have grunted or said, “Okay.” But Hard Luck had gone to that other world that didn't exist anymore. Yesterday, some call it.But that wasn't now. Now they were in the fight in the supply yard with the PLA airborne thinking they had them right where they wanted them, barking Mandarin radio chatter and thumping hard heavy too-short-step boots and even untargeted fire at ghosts and phantoms in the mist.They were conscripts after all. They were afraid. Afraid of the PRC. And now, down range and right near the boogie men… they were afraid of the hobos that had come for them. Another fire team of Chinese paratroopers slowly advanced to the corner of the new row of containers Hardy now faced. They mimicked the first group of soldiers, sticking their rifles around the corner to let the optics assume the risk. When they dropped their field of view on the fire team dying across from them, they retreated from the corner and broke out in a heated conversation of harsh whispers. Yeah, the operator could smell their fear. Behind the dying paratroopers on the ground Hard Luck had put rounds on target into, a third fire team slowly advanced, careful not to get too close to the fatal CONEX corner. They fanned out, with the tail man in the stack launching a slick matte-black drone. Hushing-hushing in the way of Chinese battle-speak. That was smart of them, Hardy thought. Get some eyes in the air and cover the ground quickly to find their targets. What they didn't count on was Trouble sliding in behind them, running his knife out the front of the drone trooper's neck, starting from somewhere near his ear. The battlefield surgery was grizzly, wet work, but Trouble seemed to be totally cool with it, going so far as to gently lay the soldier down and relieve him of his drone controller even as his buddies, soon to be bodies, were eyes forward and fighting for the Fatherland or whatever the godless b******s believed in these days. With a few deft taps on the screen, Trouble had a good grip on the flight mechanic and stepped back into the shadows, fading from the fire team of Chinese paratroopers. Hardy watched as his wingman sailed the drone across the cargo yard, dropping it in line with the enemy crew close to him. They froze in place, unsure of what to make of the machine hovering in front of them at eye level. “Hard Luck, this is Trouble. If you wouldn't mind taking advantage of the little distraction I just created, I'd appreciate it.” There were times when James “Hard Luck” Hardy really wanted to punch his partner straight up in the grill. They all paled in comparison to those times when Trouble just couldn't be serious about an operation. Times like now. Hardy reached into his pack, pulling a grenade from where it was taped to the inside. He yanked the pin and let the spoon fly. After mentally ticking off a count of One Mississippi, the operator flicked the weapon over the CONEX boxes to land in the middle of the fire team. The grenade rolled and then popped, its kinetic fury suddenly and obnoxiously ignoring the Chinese soldiers' armor and planting them onto the pavement in piles of ruined meat and shredded gear.To them it was sudden and brutal, and none of the Chinese propaganda about “a glorious war of liberation” matched their violent deaths. The close proximity to the cargo containers funneled some of the blast and over-pressure across the way, startling the final team of Chinese paratroopers on approach to where they thought their boogie men might be. This group stumbled backward behind the cover of the containers, suddenly shouting in their hushed and harsh speech pattern… only to come face to face with Trouble ready to take advantage of their surprise, as they'd retreated to where they thought they might be safe.Trouble's thoughts were synched to “Breakin' the Law” by Judas Priest as he assessed the funnel they'd been forced into. The funnel and area they'd chosen as… safe.“Ain't nowhere safe in America for you,” hissed the operator. He muzzle-thumped the first man to see he was there, pushing the suppressed Berretta pistol into the soldier's throat. The paratrooper doubled over, coughing and holding his throat after the hit. Trouble lowered himself at the same time, using the stunned soldier as cover. Angling to the side, the predatory operator sent two rounds into the lower torso of the next guy in the stack, dropping him to the concrete. He lowered the pistol to the man recovering from the throat hit, sent a round through the top of the man's boot, then followed him through a series of pain-soaked hops as he tried to recover his balance. This was a song. Just like all the ones he'd learned on his guitar as a kid. And they were his sheet music as he moved them about in a fatal dance of lead and death at twenty-four hundred feet per second. Seeing how quickly things had devolved into chaos, the last man ran into the intersection, probably hoping the smoke and noise of the grenade going off in the intersection would hide his escape. All it did was bring him into Hardy's sight picture, where the concealed operator put a single round into the soldier's leg, adjusting the aim on the scope he needed to re-zero next chance he got. The paratrooper tumbled into the stack of bodies from the first fire team to get murked, a bloody mess on the ground really, screaming as he pushed himself to his back and frantically whirled his rifle in any and all directions. In a moment of clarity, the surviving para realized the nature of his injury. He expertly pulled a tourniquet from a pouch on his armor, then slid the contraption over his leg before tightening it down. “Fàngxià nǐ de wǔqì!” Trouble hissed from around the corner. The man had hugged the shadows until he got in position, then slid from the dark holding a confiscated QBZ-191. The Chinese soldier held his hands out wide at seeing his own style battle rifle pointed at him. He let the rifle slip from his fingers, while glaring daggers at Trouble coming in. As the dark and dirty man advanced, the paratrooper used his good leg to push himself against the other bodies and prop up to a sitting position. Trouble looked the part of a hobo riding the rails. He had an old-style military trench coat over a hoodie covering his normally unkempt hair. His beard was wispy, with patches of hair not growing in for some reason or another. His dirty military-style civilian pants seemed to have as many stains as they did pockets, lending credence to looking like someone who slept among the garbage. Trouble advanced on a set of well-worn high-top sneakers, complete with the Velcro strap at the top, a look no kid on either side of the Chinese militarized zone would be caught dead wearing. He got a few yards from the downed soldier, then repeated, “Move the weapon away,” in Chinese. He spoke with the inflection and tone of someone who knew the language intimately, although he'd never be truly taken as a native speaker. Trouble hovered over the man, both staring at each other over the sound of the paratrooper breathing rapidly after being badly wounded. The man flinched, and Trouble sent a single round center mass of the downed soldier's face. He immediately brought the carbine in line with the hopping foot injury guy, finishing him off with a series of quick staccato shots administered with cold brutality and efficiency. Weapon up. Bang bang bang. Weapon low and ready, scanning dark eyes for who else wants to die next. “You good?” Hardy asked over the net in the silence that followed. “Yeah. Guy on his butt was gonna try for the grenade he had on his kit. No sense in both of us dying.” “Give me a minute to scoop up their EUDs. Maybe the I&R guys can pull something off them,” Hardy said. “I'll scoop some of these rifles and this sweet, sweet ammo, my brother-man,” Trouble said, holding the Chinese carbine. “Might as well take their NODs too. Haul like this and we could be into some serious cash if we sell it all at the general store.” “I'll help you take some of it,” Hardy said as they both fell into the work of battlefield scavenging and asset management. “But hey, I ain't carrying a backpack full of rifles looking like a walking Middle East bazaar.” Trouble laughed and made a cat's low owwwwwwww like he was some rock singer hamming it up just before the bridge in some long-lost metal anthem. “Recycled due to lack of motivation,” announced Trouble. Both had been graduates of the Darby Queen and Robert Rogers school for wayward boys. Hardy had already grabbed several of the soldiers' battle boards when his own piped off from inside his jacket.Hardy checked the sitrep from the observers. Then… “Hey. More troops coming in. Gotta rabbit.” “But, but, all the gear,” whined Trouble. “I can do some stuff with this, Brother.” “Fine,” Hardy quipped. “You stay and get all the shwag. I'm avoiding the Chinese infantry platoon and jumping back into the water. Discuss division of assets with them and whatever indirect and air support that's all hot and bothered right now at oh-two hundred.” Trouble scooped up a few more rifles, then fell in step with his partner, catching up swiftly, eyes roving across all sectors each knew was their own. In moments consumed by fog and shadows, just two down and out tramps on the hump to the next refugee camp, work-gang project, handout, UN FEMA camp for indoc and digital ID assignment.Just two shadows in the night.“Time to get wet,” muttered one. “Well, when you put it like that,” hissed the other, each laboring under a huge pack, stepping it out like they were late for a better tomorrow that might just happen. “I am a bit swampy after all that work we just did. Maybe the right thing here is a nice dip in the ocean to cool a man off. Even if it is late.”Sirens began to sound in the distance. Doomsday and mournful. The music of a fallen America.A gunship could be heard in the swamps to the west. Coming in fast. Its echo thundering and reverberating off the bayous and swampy hills.“Got some blood on my hands.”“Bummer, dude.”And then they were gone.For those that wanna buy us a coffee until the next chapter drops. Thank you.CTRL ALT Revolt! is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. We love the SOCOM M1 “The B*****d” because it sure shoots like one. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit nickcole.substack.com/subscribe
In the second hour, Gabe Ramirez was joined by Andy Martinez of the Marquee Sports Network to discuss the Cubs' 5-2 loss to the Diamondbacks on Friday afternoon at Wrigley Field. What will the Cubs do at the trade deadline. Later, Trevor Lane of the Front Office Show joined the show to discuss Bulls guard Zach LaVine's trade market.
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"In 1960s Los Angeles, a new business partner, Hades, and the new Italian cowboys find the real killer." Who are the new Italian cowboys? Why are they in business with Hades? And is that... THE Mr. Rogers? Our guest Quinn Que is here to work through this with us! Follow him basically everywhere @edokwin and you can find his writing on his substack, "The Edokwin Editorial." And our links: Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/somebodywritethis Facebook: https://facebook.com/somebodywritethis Twitter: https://twitter.com/writethispod Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/writethispod/
The No Sell Podcast reviews POW's Hard Luck and catch up on current wrestling news! Available now wherever you listen to your podcasts.
The No Sell Podcast reviews AEW Revolution. They also preview's POW's Hard Luck and catch up on current wrestling news! Available now wherever you listen to your podcasts.
Pitt lost to Clemson Tuesday night in a game that saw the Panthers ahead by 10 at one point. What happened in the loss? We went live after the game to talk about it, plus Pitt's bubble chances and a lot more with comments and questions from Pitt fans.
In Hard Luck and Heavy Rain: The Ecology of Stories in Southeast Texas (Duke UP, 2022) (Duke UP, 2023), Joseph C. Russo takes readers into the everyday lives of the rural residents of Southeast Texas. He encounters the region as a kind of world enveloped in on itself, existing under a pall of poverty, illness, and oil refinery smoke. His informants' stories cover a wide swath of experiences, from histories of LGBTQ+ life and the local petrochemical industries to religiosity among health food store employees and the suffering of cancer patients living in the Refinery Belt. Russo frames their hard-luck stories as forms of verbal art and poetic narrative that render the region a mythopoetic landscape that epitomizes the impasse of American late capitalism. He shows that in this severe world, questions of politics and history are not cut and dry, and its denizens are not simply backward victims of circumstances. Russo demonstrates that by challenging classist stereotypes of rural Americans as passive, ignorant, and uneducated, his interlocutors offer significant insight into the contemporary United States. Joseph C. Russo is Visiting Assistant Professor of Anthropology at Wesleyan University. Armanc Yildiz is a postdoctoral researcher at Humboldt University. He received his Ph.D. in Social Anthropology at Harvard University, with a secondary degree in Studies of Women, Gender, and Sexuality. He is also the founder of Academics Write, where he supports scholars in their writing projects as a writing coach and developmental editor. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network
In Hard Luck and Heavy Rain: The Ecology of Stories in Southeast Texas (Duke UP, 2022) (Duke UP, 2023), Joseph C. Russo takes readers into the everyday lives of the rural residents of Southeast Texas. He encounters the region as a kind of world enveloped in on itself, existing under a pall of poverty, illness, and oil refinery smoke. His informants' stories cover a wide swath of experiences, from histories of LGBTQ+ life and the local petrochemical industries to religiosity among health food store employees and the suffering of cancer patients living in the Refinery Belt. Russo frames their hard-luck stories as forms of verbal art and poetic narrative that render the region a mythopoetic landscape that epitomizes the impasse of American late capitalism. He shows that in this severe world, questions of politics and history are not cut and dry, and its denizens are not simply backward victims of circumstances. Russo demonstrates that by challenging classist stereotypes of rural Americans as passive, ignorant, and uneducated, his interlocutors offer significant insight into the contemporary United States. Joseph C. Russo is Visiting Assistant Professor of Anthropology at Wesleyan University. Armanc Yildiz is a postdoctoral researcher at Humboldt University. He received his Ph.D. in Social Anthropology at Harvard University, with a secondary degree in Studies of Women, Gender, and Sexuality. He is also the founder of Academics Write, where he supports scholars in their writing projects as a writing coach and developmental editor. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/folkore
In Hard Luck and Heavy Rain: The Ecology of Stories in Southeast Texas (Duke UP, 2023), Joseph C. Russo takes readers into the everyday lives of the rural residents of Southeast Texas. He encounters the region as a kind of world enveloped in on itself, existing under a pall of poverty, illness, and oil refinery smoke. His informants' stories cover a wide swath of experiences, from histories of LGBTQ+ life and the local petrochemical industries to religiosity among health food store employees and the suffering of cancer patients living in the Refinery Belt. Russo frames their hard-luck stories as forms of verbal art and poetic narrative that render the region a mythopoetic landscape that epitomizes the impasse of American late capitalism. He shows that in this severe world, questions of politics and history are not cut and dry, and its denizens are not simply backward victims of circumstances. Russo demonstrates that by challenging classist stereotypes of rural Americans as passive, ignorant, and uneducated, his interlocutors offer significant insight into the contemporary United States. Joseph C. Russo is Visiting Assistant Professor of Anthropology at Wesleyan University. Armanc Yildiz is a postdoctoral researcher at Humboldt University. He received his Ph.D. in Social Anthropology at Harvard University, with a secondary degree in Studies of Women, Gender, and Sexuality. He is also the founder of Academics Write, where he supports scholars in their writing projects as a writing coach and developmental editor. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/anthropology
In Hard Luck and Heavy Rain: The Ecology of Stories in Southeast Texas (Duke UP, 2022) (Duke UP, 2023), Joseph C. Russo takes readers into the everyday lives of the rural residents of Southeast Texas. He encounters the region as a kind of world enveloped in on itself, existing under a pall of poverty, illness, and oil refinery smoke. His informants' stories cover a wide swath of experiences, from histories of LGBTQ+ life and the local petrochemical industries to religiosity among health food store employees and the suffering of cancer patients living in the Refinery Belt. Russo frames their hard-luck stories as forms of verbal art and poetic narrative that render the region a mythopoetic landscape that epitomizes the impasse of American late capitalism. He shows that in this severe world, questions of politics and history are not cut and dry, and its denizens are not simply backward victims of circumstances. Russo demonstrates that by challenging classist stereotypes of rural Americans as passive, ignorant, and uneducated, his interlocutors offer significant insight into the contemporary United States. Joseph C. Russo is Visiting Assistant Professor of Anthropology at Wesleyan University. Armanc Yildiz is a postdoctoral researcher at Humboldt University. He received his Ph.D. in Social Anthropology at Harvard University, with a secondary degree in Studies of Women, Gender, and Sexuality. He is also the founder of Academics Write, where he supports scholars in their writing projects as a writing coach and developmental editor. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/sociology
In Hard Luck and Heavy Rain: The Ecology of Stories in Southeast Texas (Duke UP, 2022) (Duke UP, 2023), Joseph C. Russo takes readers into the everyday lives of the rural residents of Southeast Texas. He encounters the region as a kind of world enveloped in on itself, existing under a pall of poverty, illness, and oil refinery smoke. His informants' stories cover a wide swath of experiences, from histories of LGBTQ+ life and the local petrochemical industries to religiosity among health food store employees and the suffering of cancer patients living in the Refinery Belt. Russo frames their hard-luck stories as forms of verbal art and poetic narrative that render the region a mythopoetic landscape that epitomizes the impasse of American late capitalism. He shows that in this severe world, questions of politics and history are not cut and dry, and its denizens are not simply backward victims of circumstances. Russo demonstrates that by challenging classist stereotypes of rural Americans as passive, ignorant, and uneducated, his interlocutors offer significant insight into the contemporary United States. Joseph C. Russo is Visiting Assistant Professor of Anthropology at Wesleyan University. Armanc Yildiz is a postdoctoral researcher at Humboldt University. He received his Ph.D. in Social Anthropology at Harvard University, with a secondary degree in Studies of Women, Gender, and Sexuality. He is also the founder of Academics Write, where he supports scholars in their writing projects as a writing coach and developmental editor. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/american-studies
In Hard Luck and Heavy Rain: The Ecology of Stories in Southeast Texas (Duke UP, 2022) (Duke UP, 2023), Joseph C. Russo takes readers into the everyday lives of the rural residents of Southeast Texas. He encounters the region as a kind of world enveloped in on itself, existing under a pall of poverty, illness, and oil refinery smoke. His informants' stories cover a wide swath of experiences, from histories of LGBTQ+ life and the local petrochemical industries to religiosity among health food store employees and the suffering of cancer patients living in the Refinery Belt. Russo frames their hard-luck stories as forms of verbal art and poetic narrative that render the region a mythopoetic landscape that epitomizes the impasse of American late capitalism. He shows that in this severe world, questions of politics and history are not cut and dry, and its denizens are not simply backward victims of circumstances. Russo demonstrates that by challenging classist stereotypes of rural Americans as passive, ignorant, and uneducated, his interlocutors offer significant insight into the contemporary United States. Joseph C. Russo is Visiting Assistant Professor of Anthropology at Wesleyan University. Armanc Yildiz is a postdoctoral researcher at Humboldt University. He received his Ph.D. in Social Anthropology at Harvard University, with a secondary degree in Studies of Women, Gender, and Sexuality. He is also the founder of Academics Write, where he supports scholars in their writing projects as a writing coach and developmental editor. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/american-south
Hard luck just followed Betty around wherever she went. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/larry-bentley/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/larry-bentley/support
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Support this show on Patreon at Patreon.com/cantdisappointpodcast. Pledges start at $5/month and get you access to all 40 episodes of this podcast immediately alongside our weekly live Pre-Show, early access to our other shows, Patreon exclusive podcasts, weekly shoutouts and much more! This week on Brokeback Bebop we begin our descent into the final three episodes of the original Cowboy Bebop run as we wrap up our second season! Things really start to take a turn to the end this week as we bid farewell to (at least) two of our beloved Bebop family. Give the show a follow @brokebackbebop on Instagram and Twitter. Check out our other Can't Disappoint Podcasts - You Can't Disappoint a Podcast: A Community Rewatch and Into the Time-Knife: A Good Place Rewatch. Thanks for listening and leave us a review on your favorite podcatcher!
Abbey Holmes, Daisy Thomas and Ryan Daniels high on finals fever, recording from Abbey's hotel room at Crown ahead of Brownlow medal night! Predictions for the week ahead, the wash up from the weekend! -------
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Join us as we bring you music and an interview with the unbelievably talented Mat D! Mat joins us to talk about his new incredible album “Jericho Gap” and we couldn't be more excited! Our dude of all things awesome the Madcat has the song “A Little Love Will Fix You Up” by The Long and Short of It, Donna Gallucci has the new single “Scarecrow” from Guy Paul Thibault, and Bo Sommer has another great industry tip for you on Indie Radar. This is a can't miss show! Other music from Springbrooke and Dustin Chapman! #thebalconyshowrocks #matd #sodak · Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Your ear buds will turn states evidence when the Hard Luck crew investigates The Fugees Pras Michele giving up information to FBI, 50 Cent, Haiti, music industry and Law Enforcement, Haiti, Assignations, b list celebs and cover ops. HOW MUCH TIME WILL PRAS DO?@cookiessf @biglucks17 @chumahan @sealallenlewis @thefugees @50cent @xxl @thesource #crime #rat #prisin #testify #trial www.hardluckshow.comwww.hardluckshow.com/mercadoEmail to: hluckshow@gmail.comHLS: Audiobook ART OF WAR hls.gumroad.com/l/Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-hard-luck-show/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
Original Air Date: January 18, 1952Host: Andrew RhynesShow: Adventures of Wild Bill HickokPhone: (707) 98 OTRDW (6-8739) Stars:• Guy Madison (Hickok)• Andy Devine (Jingles) Special Guests:• Jerry Hausner• Ed Max• John Stephenson• Jeffery Silver Producer:• Paul Pierce Music:• Dick Aurandt Exit music from: Roundup on the Prairie by Aaron Kenny https://bit.ly/3kTj0kK
Ted and Jon review a surprisingly uninspired 2-0 win for the USWNT over Ireland. They also talk about Mallory Swanson's tough injury and what the prospects of the team are moving forward for the World Cup. Jon also talks to Aubrey Kingsbury of the Washington Spirit to get you ready for the return of NWSL!Join us Live Monday at 8:30PM and Subscribe so you can get this and every episode wherever you get your podcasts!Thank you for listening! If you like what you hear and you want to help support our show and get exclusive content, head on over to our Patreon or subscribe to our Twitch page with your free Amazon sub (or your American Fiat Currency!)Vamos!
This week on The No Sell Podcast, the guys review Hard Luck. They catch up on all the wrestling news and upcoming shows. Tune in for all the details on Apple Podcast, Spotify, and Soundcloud!
This week on The No Sell Podcast, mark out / so sell for Hard Luck. They catch up on all the wrestling news and upcoming shows. Tune in for all the details on Apple Podcast, Spotify, and Soundcloud!
Your bluetooth will ask Shmitty if he likes Rick James, when Big Lucks calls Big Lep, King Salmon gets confused on a Hard Luck throwback, OBE almost passes out at the soundboard, the Hard Luck ASMR, the Weather Balloon conspiracy, Clowning Big Pic Mike, Russia Putin, People who believe JFK is still alive, the complete, and I mean complete rundown on all George Santos' lies, Sam Smith, how not going to college is a great way to brag about not having student debt, BONUS: hear Big Lucks describe what would happen if Matthew Perry and George Santos were locked in a room together. #georgesantos #chineseweatherballoon #matthewperry #countyjail #bikini @biglucks17 @chumahan_ @seanallenlewis www.hardluckshow.comwww.hardluckshow.com/mercadoEmail to: hluckshow@gmail.comHLS: Audiobook ART OF WAR hls.gumroad.com/l/mbhxsSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-hard-luck-show/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
Today, a film whose screenplay is based on the lyrics to a song by Todd Snider. 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 Twitter, 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, covered by Frank Muffin. Visit quartjar.bandcamp.com and frankmuffin.bandcamp.com.
As it turns out, our Vietnamese friends have just rung in The Year of the Cat. Perhaps there are parades and celebrations featuring a dancing queen and fireworks displays to leave you blinded by the light. A real cat is a living thing, not a mythical feline that can fly like an eagle, and there ain't nothing like the real thing. That is something I have learned well living next door to Alice. I think after the celebrations, I will relax, put my jeans on, and just forget about going to the car wash. I wish I could save it for a rainy day, but this weekend in New England we have to listen to the Billboard Top 40 from the Week of January 29, 1977. Oh the things we do for love. Link to a listing of the songs in this week's episode: https://top40weekly.com/1977-all-charts/#US_Top_40_Singles_Week_Ending_29th_January_1977 Data Sources: Billboard Magazine, where the charts came from and on what the countdown was based. Websites: allmusic.com, songfacts.com Wikipedia.com (because Mark's lazy) Books: “Ranking the 70's” by Dann Isbell, and Bill Carroll “American Top 40 With Casey Kasem (The 1970's) by Pete Battistini. Rejected Episode Titles: Living Next Door to the Carwash Jeans on in New England I Wish I Could Fly Like an Eagle The Year of the Dancing Queen Stand Tall Like an Evergreen Weekend in the Car Wash Things we talked about in the episode: Ice Capades TV promo 1977: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B5zKdUiqJn4 King Kong starring our friend Jeff Bridges trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrVfaHmWniY Commodore PET Computer: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Commodore_PET John Belushi smashing Stephen Bishops Guitar: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8V_hCqO6UQs
Aubrey Dollar is a Los Angeles based actor, who can be seen in Netflix's upcoming film "The Pain Hustlers" starring Emily Blunt and Chris Evans. She was recently a series regular on Fox's "Filthy Rich" opposite Kim Cattrall. Previously, she starred in Vince Gillian's "Battle Creek" for CBS with Margie's student, Josh Duhamel as well as the ABC drama, "Women's Murder Club" and Fox's "Point Pleasant." Her feature credits include "See Girl Run" opposite Adam Scott and Sony's "Hard Luck" with Wesley Snipes. Aubrey shares her early work on soap operas with Margie, “doing the do's,” working with objects, and dealing with her critical parent in auditions. In the midst of her career, she went back to school and got her psychology degree. Aubrey discusses self tapes and how getting back into acting class has awakened her joy of creating again.
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Today's guest on episode 47 is Shay Skinner. Shay came to me with a question for a Q&A episode that I felt was far too intriguing to address in short form. What I've found in four years of running this platform is that it's often easy to find yourself preaching to the choir, in a sense. Perhaps folks are new to some of these methods, but below the surface, most who are successful in their pursuit of financial independence come with some solid ground work already in place. At the foundation is often a supportive family.Shay wrote to me about her history of near financial ruin and eventual bankruptcy. Upon follow-up, it occurred to me that her story was so different from the typical money nerd that I had to have her on. Most importantly, I think her history is far more relatable to many in the general public. Shay did not have a solid support system from her family. In fact, at certain periods members of her family sought to actively undermine her wellbeing. From this stemmed a serious downward spiral in mental health, ultimately culminating in a suicide attempt.But we are not just here to discuss hard-luck stories.What drew me to Shay's narrative is her accountability for an absolutely miserable situation. While she was certainly not to blame for her circumstances, she took a point-forward look at her life. She filed for bankruptcy, and began a slow process of climbing out of debt and using the same old methods of saving and investing to put herself on solid financial footing.This is a story of redemption, and I'm happy to bring it to you today. I want to thank Shay for her willingness to discuss deeply personal and hard topics. Topics Discussed with Shay SkinnerShay's introduction to rock climbing as a positive life forceHow Shay was disowned by her family at age 19, leading to a mental health crisisWhy Shay came to bankruptcy as a clean startThe shame of bankruptcy and the requirements for filingDiscovering a path towards financial independence from a coworkerComparison culture and hidden ways it impacts our spendingShay's psychological struggles with stock market volatilityThe importance of communityMoney relationships with a partnerHow Shay has gone from crushing debt to saving 50% of her income!Why Shay wants financial independence but doesn't want to stop workingWhy women resist early retirement more than menThe importance of discussing moneyThe pros and cons of a college educationSo much more! Support this project: Buy Me a CoffeeGet the newsletter: SUBSCRIBE ME!Show Notes and Links at Clippingchains.com Posts on Health Savings AccountsPart 2: The CC Family Investing StrategyYour 2021 Guide To Actually Saving Real MoneyEP 22: Your Questions Answered: Volume 4QA7: Financial Freedom Fast-Tracks and Climbing Plateau Busters Other Related PostsPersonal Finance: Not Very Sexy, Huh?This is the Wild Ride We Signed Up ForWhy Trying to Quit My Job (Sort of) Made It BetterFinancial Advisor: Who Needs One?EP 39: Peter Beal: Can You Afford to Be Sponsored?A list of all posts and podcast episodes can be found here. Shay's Charitable GivingNAMI Boulder CountyThe Shane Thurston Foundation BooksThe Simple Path to Wealth: Your road map to financial independence and a rich, free life (JL Collins)Burnout: The Secret to Unlocking the Stress Cycle (Emily Nagoski, Amelia Nagoski)The Sisters of Auschwitz: The True Story of Two Jewish Sisters' Resistance in the Heart of Nazi Territory (Roxane van Iperen)Metabolical: The Lure and the Lies of Processed Food, Nutrition, and Modern Medicine (Robert H. Lustig)Life Is Hard: How Philosophy Can Help Us Find Our Way (Kieran Setiya)A Beginner's Guide to the End: Practical Advice for Living Life and Facing Death (Dr. BJ Miller, Shoshana Berger)
How does an adoptee who grew up with an outrageous passion for rock-n-roll end up writing giant country hits? How does a guy who had no music-business connections whatsoever find his way to his dream of being on hit radio? Your attitude about your circumstances helps a whole lot. According to Harding, “Being adopted has given me an incredibly optimistic view of life. Whenever life throws me a curveball, a disappointment, or a roadblock, I remind myself that I was adopted by the Hardings (the greatest parents ever), and that the universe has had my back since day one.” J.T. HARDING was born and raised in South Detroit. While other kids were on the baseball field, J.T. was in his basement, jumping around to MTV videos and trying to write his own songs. He put together several bands in high school and then moved to Los Angeles to pursue his dream. J.T. made his first demo tape with prize money he earned by winning the VH1 game show Rock & Roll Jeopardy! He has since written several chart-topping hits, including “Smile” with Uncle Kracker, “Somewhere in My Car” with Keith Urban, “Somewhere with You” and “Bar at the End of the World” for Kenny Chesney, Dierks Bentley's “Different for Girls,” Jake Owen's “Alone with You,” and Blake Shelton's number-one song “Sangria.” J.T.'s new book, Party Like a Rockstar: The Crazy, Coincidental, Hard-Luck, and Harmonious Life of a Songwriter is available everywhere books are sold. Learn more at www.twelvebooks.com. Follow J.T. on social media @jtxrockstar on Twitter, TikTok, Instagram, and @jtxmusic on Facebook. To learn more and the “Write Like a Rockstar” contest, visit www.writelikearockstar.com.
There's been so much Eric Roberts news lately: from the recent release of Michael Flatley's BLACKBIRD, to his appearance in the trailer for Damien Chazelle's upcoming BABYLON (which will be discussed on the NEXT episode), to a recent scary encounter at the Roberts' residence, and we'll talk about it ALL with writer and Carnage Report co-host Julie Holland! After all the news we'll dig into 2020's HARD LUCK LOVE SONG, featuring Michael Dorman, Sophia Bush, Dermot Mulroney, RZA and ERIC ROBERTS! It's based on the song "Just Like Old Times" by Todd Snider, which gets us thinking about other movies based on songs and SO MUCH MORE. Check it out!
WHEELWRIGHT BRINGS A SOUTHWESTERN SOUND OF POP AND GRUNGE FROM THE SPRAWLING DESERT CITY OF PHOENIX, AZ. NONE OF HIS SONGS ARE IDEALISTIC. NO LIGHT WITHOUT DARKNESS, NO LAUGHTER WITHOUT AT LEAST SOME SUFFERING, NO THOUGHTFULNESS WITHOUT SOME RECKLESSNESS. WHEELWRIGHTS MUSIC CONTRASTS BETWEEN WORLDS OF WANDERING EXISTENTIALISM (Esthastencalizum) THE STRIFE OF MODERN RELATIONSHIPS, AND THE SHREDS OF HOPE THAT CAN BE FOUND IN DARKEST AND MOST BROKEN PLACES OF OURSELVES. SONGS OF ACCEPTANCE, HARD LUCK, AND LOVE. Basis of THE IDEA THAT WE ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL AND FLAWED. HIS SONGS ARE SELF ADMITTING AND ALLOW LISTENERS TO MEET HIM WHERE THEY TRUTHFULLY ARE. IT'S BRASH AND IT'S HONEST. IN HIS WORDS, “EVERYBODY HAS THINGS ABOUT THEMSELVES THAT THEY DON'T LIKE, THEY HAVE THINGS THAT THEY WOULD CHANGE ABOUT THEMSELVES, BUT THEY ALSO HAVE SPIRITS, AND HOPES, AND DREAMS AND LIGHT INSIDE OF THEM DESPITE THE DARKNESS THAT SEEMS TO HANG OVER US AS WE MARCH INTO THE UNCERTAINTY OF WHAT'S NEXT.”
Jerry Quarry and Mike Quarry were the stars of a family in which the patriarch, their father Jack, had "HARD LUCK" tattooed across his knuckles. Maybe they never had a chance. On this episode of the Knuckles and Gloves podcast, Patrick Connor and Aris Pina team up to remember the Legendary Quarry Family. SUBSCRIBE! Store: https://bit.ly/KNGMerch Follow us on social media! Twitter: Patrick Connor - @PatrickMConnor Aris Pina - @PunchZoneAris Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KGBRadio/ Instagram: @knucklesandgloves Find us on the usual podcast apps and SUBSCRIBE! Thanks for tuning in! #boxing #history #boxingheads
On this episode we talk with Pete from Hard Luck Pete and Wrong Way Streets. Pete's family has a long history in country music. His love of music led to learning to play guitar and get his songs out into the world. We talked with Pete about his path from coming up with songs as a kid to learning guitar and putting together a band. We also touch on Pete's writing and how that continues to evolve. Along the way we talked about dream concerts, first albums and the infamous and controversial subject; pizza toppings. Go get a beverage and get comfy as we talk with Hard Luck Pete and Wrong Way Streets Hard Luck Pete and Wrong Way Streets Links Check out Hard Luck Pete and Wrong Way Streets music Follow them on Facebook, Instagram, Youtube, and Spotify Fans With Bands Links Subscribe to Fans With Bands on your favorite podcast service such as Apple, Google, Youtube, Spotify, iHeartRadio, Audible, Amazon Music or Stitcher. Be sure to rate the show and please send us feedback. We would love to hear from you. You can also follow Fans With Bands on Facebook, Twitter, Youtube, and Instagram For samplings of music by artists featured on Fans With Bands, check out our playlist on Spotify
We are closing out our Classic Christmas in July with The Mary Tyler Moore Show! In this episode, titled Christmas and the Hard Luck Kid II, Mary has to face the holiday alone at the office. Matt goes into this episode with fresh eyes having never watched a full episode of the show before. He explains (as much as he can) what the episode title means and, as always, determines whether or not this iconic episode should be deemed a holiday classic. Be sure to stick around until the end the find out what is coming up later this year when we kick off the third season of the podcast!
Your Bluetooth will learn what it takes to bring street arts into the fine arts when The Hard Luck show takes Bobby Tribal up on his invitation to cover the Tribal Street Legacy Show at the California Center For Arts, Escondido. Hear the HLS fans hit us directly like Vince from AZ, the discussion from Candice Museum Marketing director about the SoCal Show, the Museum showing Estevan Oriol's work, Risk, Horacio Martinez, Brgr Face and so much more and then the Graffiti waters parted and Legendary Chaz Bojórquez brings his amazing history, experience and strength and gives everyone the secret sauce to taking art from the street into the galleries, what it takes to be committed and how he came up with his original concepts!California center for art, Escondido 340 N. Escondido Blvd., Escondido CA. June 25, 2022-August 28, 2022Artcenter.org/museum #socalmasters #californiacenterfortheartsescondido #streetlegacy #curate #tribalstreetwear @thelowerleftpodcast @jimdaichendt @californiacenterfortheartsescondido @bobbytribal @tribalstreetwear @thelowerleft @ogmikegiant @biglucks17 @estevanoriol @laoriginalsfilm @seanlewis @horacio_martinez @riceordeath @ChazBojórquezHLS PROTO EPISODES: hls.gumroad.com/l/usdthiSupermaxhardware.comwww.hardluckshow.comwww.hardluckshow.com/mercadoHLS: Audiobook ART OF WAR hls.gumroad.com/l/mbhxsEmail to: hluckshow@gmail.comEmail to: sean@movemental.mediaSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-hard-luck-show/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
Author Julie Zickefoose is the author of several books, including Saving Jemima: The Life and Love of a Hard Luck Jay. She chats with host Crystal Sarakas about the intelligence of birds, of connecting with people through her blog, and about how Jemima was not only saved, but did some saving herself.
Your Bluetooth will realize they don't really know a lot about Big Luck's and Chumahan but they will be at the table for Lucky's and Chumahan's unplugged session, when no one is around, when the amenities are gone, when everything is stripped down, what is left, what are they like? Their talk goes deeper, truer and closer to the hearts and spirits of Big Luck's and Chumahan, the deepest, most in-depth personal details, dreams, nightmares and history revealed in this spontaneous expression of these men for the Hard Luck community, BONUS: FIND OUT HOW MUCH BIG LUCKS AND CHUMAHAN ACTUALLY SHARE IN COMMON Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-hard-luck-show/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
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Your earbuds will level up on Focus, Fortune and Firepower when Big Lucks launches the Hard Luck State Of The Hard and Proven Union, by the only possible standard worth a damn, honor and obligation to our people, the self and the unbending will of truth, the UNHOLY TRINITY OF TALK lay bare the essences, the controversies, the evolution and the origin of The Greatest Show On Earth, designed to shock and terrify the weak and spineless, to inform the wise and entertain the real.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-hard-luck-show/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
Big Lou welcomes back Coach Bill Pintard of The Santa Barbara Foresters! NEXT UP: Host Bryan M. Schwartz - - - Producer / Showrunner for The Hard Luck Show Podcast. The Hard Luck Show: Flawless, unflinching, and dangerous. Urban lifestyle legend Steve “Lucky” Luciano unmasks the Westside's streets, fashion, art, prisons, crimes, sex, drugs, spirituality, music, gangsters, and films with savage American Indian Lawyer-Poet Chumahan and digital audio samurai Sean Lewis. Look for Big Lou to appear on The Hard Luck Show soon! A little about Brian: Born and raised in Los Angeles, CA. He's based in Santa Monica with his lovely wife of 7 years. EVERY person who knows Brian will tell you that his interests, his passions - his world, begin and ends with sports. Growing up Brian played baseball, football, soccer, ice hockey, golf, basketball. he spent one incredible eye-opening year under the “Friday Night Lights” of Texas High School football where he lettered in both Football and Academic Decathlon. As with so many, an injury derailed his playing career beyond high school. As Brian says: "However, it did not derail my love for 'the game' - all of them!" Social media: Instagram: @bschwartz92 , @hardluckshow www.hardluckshow.com
OutKick 360 March 28, 2022 Hour 2 Miami Head Coach Mike McDaniel addressed the rumors the Dolphins are in pursuit of Tampa's Tom Brady and who will be taking the snaps on opening day for his team. As of today, Jimmy Garoppolo remains a 49er, his General Manager John Lynch discussed his trade potential. The NCAA has levied serious allegations against Penny Hardaway and the Memphis Basketball program, but OutKick 360 has questions for the governing body. ------------------------------------------------------ $1,000 For New Users At FanDuel ------------------------------------------------------ Follow OutKick 360 on Twitter Like OutKick 360 on Facebook Follow OutKick 360 on Instagram SUBSCRIBE to OutKick 360 & OutKick on YouTube ------------------------------------------------------ Use code "VIP15" for 15% off OutKick VIP! Shop OutKick Gear Watch the latest from Clay Travis OutKick the Show Read more from OutKick Follow Outkick on Twitter Like OutKick on Facebook Follow OutKick on Instagram Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Today’s Austin Music Minute heaps praises upon the ATX host-with-the-most, Denis O'Donnell, and rightly so. The proprietor of South Austin venue Sagebrush, O’Donnell is also a musician (East Cameron Folk Core 4-lyfe, and don’t leave out The Bread), big time music lover and music supporter, and all-around badass. And he’s continuing something of a tradition […]
Your earbuds will cop smack at Macarthur Park when Keith and Ukrainian Danny hits the PYFC to hold unholy communion with Big Luck's, Ol' Blue Eyes, Schwartz and Chumahan, this is a crossover show that will shatter your frontal lobes to goo, hear about drugs, ghosts, Laurel canyon and the CIA, Frank Zappa, It's All Bad and The Hard Luck Show combine forces to overthrow the dar forces of the encrusted polite places of bullshit.Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-hard-luck-show/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
Your earbuds will blow a huge honorable discharge when Big Luck's and Chumahan examine Ol' Blue Eyes and Schwartz's inveigling investigative jamoke journalism when they hit the West Los Angeles VA Medical Center to rip open the truth about Veteran Neglect as Veteran Home Warrior Frank Juarez Sr. revealed in Episode 214, hear Ol' Bl'Artz (OBE and Schwartz Item Name), infiltrate, improvise, adapt and get thrown off the property but just as all is lost, Ol' Bl'Artz hit an interview gold mine with a Vet that has a story that rocks Big Luck's and Chumahan to their core. You'll swear your ears are lying to you. Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/the-hard-luck-show/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy