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In the sixth episode of the 2025 season, Allie Wesel, South Side Sox writer/editor and Sox Populi podcaster, joins host Melissa Sage-Bollenbach and guest Courtney Finnicum to discuss several topics related to baseball, sports, and our beloved — or despised, depending on the day — South Siders. Whether you're a die-hard White Sox fan or not, there's something for everyone. So, sit back, relax, and grab your favorite beverage because the girls hit a home run conversing about all things, including: Career Reflections: Courtney discussed her background and how she started in sports media, as well as advice for women interested in getting started in the space. She also talked about hosting her own podcast, Pitch and Moan, how she goes about preparing for it, and her favorite guest — he's kind of a big deal. Be sure to listen to find out who it is. She's also having a really cool guest on her show soon, so be sure to tune in! White Sox Fandom: Courtney shared why she's a diehard South Side fan and her expectations surrounding this year's team and direction. Don't forget to check out the Sox Populi YouTube channel (and please subscribe) or listen on Megaphone below. If you love our White Sox coverage, consider supporting us on Patreon to keep the writing and podcasts going strong!   Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

A new track by DJ Habett from the album "It felt like another fever" (2025-04-17). Tags: Ambient, Epic, Ladder, Modal, Moody, Moon, Moan, Mesmerized, Outro, Closer CC(by). Production notes: Ambient cerebral exercise. Felt really good though moody. Deep between the pads and the chord generator. One take, one mix.

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In this candid episode, we sit down with Yosi Kossowsky—a seasoned coach with over 17 years of experience and a 30+ year multinational career. Yosi has held top leadership roles including Chief Technology Officer and Senior Director of Talent Management, and he now leads K-Tor Consulting. His deep insights into global leadership and the modern hybrid business environment make for a compelling conversationFrom Technical Expert to Leader:Yosi discusses his personal journey transitioning from being a highly skilled technical professional to stepping into leadership roles. He shares the challenges of letting go and trusting others to get things done—a process that many professionals find both exhilarating and daunting.Embracing Vulnerability:Drawing from his LinkedIn bio, Yosi explains why “going from being great at your technical work to leading a team” involves not only skill but also emotional growth. Discover how embracing the vulnerability in leadership—acknowledging that space between “I want to” and “I'm gonna”—can lead to more authentic and effective management.The Value of Venting to a Coach:Ever felt the need to “bitch, whine & moan”? Yosi breaks down how expressing your frustrations to an impartial coach can crystallize issues and pave the way for real change. This raw, no-holds-barred discussion highlights the importance of processing emotions as a leader.Contact Yosi Kossowsky:LinkedInMentioned in this episode: Episode 62 - Lessons from the f***ing Tech Industry, a conversation with Limor Bergman: Apple Podcasts | Spotify Subscribe & Share:If you enjoyed this episode, don't forget to subscribe and leave us a review. Share it with your colleagues who might need a fresh perspective on thriving in challenging work environments!—  Ready to take your difficult conversations to the next level?Get our book: I Need To F***ing Talk To You! | The Art of Navigating Difficult Workplace ConversationsAvailable on:AmazonOwl's Nest BooksShelf Life BooksVisit our website: ineedtof-ingtalktoyou.com

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Our Score - 5.83/10 (C-)Rotten Tomatoes - 66%IMDB - 6.9/10Chosen By: Matt McNealIn the first episode of our new theme, Matt McNeal chose Black Snake Moan, claiming Samuel L. Jackson should have been Oscar nominated for his performance. Were we convinced? Listen and find out!

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The far more censored version of the award-winning and unparalleled "A Mediocre Time with Tom and Dan." - "A Corporate Time" is a daily companion and terrestrial radio show heard nationally on iHeartRadio. It's silly.

Courtney Finnicum from Baseball Isn't Boring and the Pitch and Moan podcast joins the show to discuss the White Sox off-season, handicapping the Luis Robert Jr. trade market, rooting for the prospects and MUCH MUCH MORE. SPONSORED BY PUNKY'S PIZZA AND PASTA!! Follow Courtney Finnicum on Twitter https://x.com/courtney883 Order from Punky's https://punkyspizza.com/ Buy Tix to our OPENING DAY EVE -LIVE SHOW at the Ramova Loft at 7:30pm Wednesday, March 26th with SoxMachine 108.ing/eve

Hello and welcome to Episode 279 of the UKSP! And Happy New Year to all you wonderful Steelers Fans! In this show Si, Mark & Gav reign in the New Year by endeavouring not to moan about the Steelers before proceeding to moan for approximately 3 hours. Outlining what went wrong in this 3 game losing streak and looking ahead to what hope we may have for week 18, the playoffs (which we did already secure by the way!) and beyond. SO settle in for a reminder of all the things us Steelers fans have to be joyful about in 2025.. Aud Lang Syne! Thanks for listening as always! If you'd like to chuck us a quid to say thanks: https://www.patreon.com/UKSteelersPodcast

När Gunnar Jönsson har köpt en ny motorcykel så bär det av till dans på Bolmsö. Året är 1952 och på bönpallen sitter den unge vännen Lennart i Moanäs. Men kvällen tar en ände med förskräckelse. Berättar gör Gunnar Jönsson. All musik av Ola Hemström för Hembygdspodden.

In this episode, host Jason Foster is joined by Susie Moan, Chief Data Officer at Currys and member of Cynozure's Advisory Board. They explore some of the highlights of Susie's accomplished career in data and AI, highlighting the significance of data value in a commercial business context.    The conversation also covers how Currys successfully balances growth with cost-saving initiatives, and emphasises the importances of aligning AI initiatives with an organisation's overarching business strategy.  ***********   Cynozure is a leading data, analytics and AI company that helps organisations to reach their data potential. It works with clients on data and AI strategy, data management, data architecture and engineering, analytics and AI, data culture and literacy, and data leadership. The company was named one of The Sunday Times' fastest-growing private companies in both 2022 and 2023, and recognised as The Best Place to Work in Data by DataIQ in 2023 and 2024. 

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In this episode of Schneps Connects, Kelly Moan, the Chief Information Security Officer for the City of New York and head of NYC Cyber … Read More

In this episode of Sex Love Psychedelics, I'm chatting with the incredible Maryn Azoff to dive into the magic of vocal activation and how it can take your pleasure, manifestation, and self-empowerment to new heights! Recorded on Election Day (perfect timing to talk about the throat chakra and owning our voice), we uncover how vocal practices like chanting create juicy energy shifts that amplify intimacy, unlock self-expression, and connect us with our wild, authentic selves. Tune in for this playful, powerful conversation on finding your voice and using it to create your reality! In this episode you'll hear: 00:06 Kicking Things Off! 05:52 Unleashing the Power of the Throat Chakra (and Letting Go) 09:07 Tongue & Voice Magic for Manifesting Dreams 12:13 Sexy Sound: How Voice Fuels Sexuality 13:23 Expansive Orgasms and Kundalini Vibes 24:14 Voice as a Healing Superpower 44:18 Plant Medicine, Surrender, and Finding Your True Voice 48:09 Trippy Tunes: Voice Meets Psychedelic Experiences 51:53 Speak Up! How Voice Transforms Intimacy and Relationships THE SKINNY ON OUR SEXY GUEST Maryn Azoff is a Vocal Transformation Coach, classically trained singer, and “soul emancipator,” dedicated to awakening people to the profound power of their own voice through her unique healing program, The Vocal Transformation Method. With roots in diverse lineages and ancient wisdom practices, Maryn's approach merges global vocal traditions to help individuals access their authentic voice and true vibrational frequency. Her work guides people toward healing and connection, reactivating the body-mind-spirit connection for wellness within themselves and for the planet. LINKS FROM THE SHOW SexLoveYoga: Sensual Awakening Course Exhale: Femme Ketamine Retreat Maryn's Vocal Transformation Website Maryn's Instagram: @vocal_transformation WANT MORE? Join me for my monthly Un.done Classes Exhale Sensual Ketamine Retreat in Malibu January 23-26, 2025 Erosynthesis + Entheogens Masterclass

In recent years, Brisotti has made an undeniable impact on the house and techno scene, solidifying his place in the underground music landscape.  Since his breakthrough release “Chill Bill” with ‘Solid Grooves' in 2021—the renowned label of British icons Michael Bibi and Pawsa—Brisotti's career has skyrocketed, establishing him as a major force in the genre. His recent track, “Tripasia,” hit 7-digit streams on platforms worldwide, showcasing his evolving sound.  And he's also been releasing bangers on top labels like ‘Shout Label, Moan, and Organic Pieces' as well as making high-energy appearances at some of the biggest events and festivals like: ‘Tomorrowland, Eden and Rebels''. Next up, he's set to take his sound to Argentina with shows lined up in Buenos Aires, Mar de Plata, and Mendoza, plus gigs in Ecuador and Italy's iconic ‘Audiodrome Live Club' in Torino. So whatever you do, don't miss your chance to catch him live! As he heads into an electrifying season, there's no better time than now to dive into the world of Brisotti.

There's a hidden superpower in your voice. It can give you the energy you need to feel better, sleep better, and live better. It's easily accessible, inexpensive, and highly effective. It is…your voice! Professional energy workers and neophytes alike will find palpable solutions that get to the root cause of physical and emotional pain. Katheleen Nagy's Humming for Health helps you uncover the valuable tools already within your body that will let it speak for itself about what needs to be soothed, balanced, and healed because humming:~ Releases endorphins that promote well-being and enhanced immune support~ Requires deep breathing that naturally reduces heart rate and blood pressure ~ Increases nitric oxide in the sinuses to hinder respiratory illness~ Raises cellular oxygen levels to assist lymphatic drainage and the body's trash removal ~ Stimulates the pineal gland to increase melatonin levels and relieve insomnia~ Utilizes Sound Energy to create a space for alignment and the potential for miracles. When you know how to hum in your body's musical key, you foster a more conscious, collaborative relationship with your body's natural healing processes. This book will teach you how to feel your voice move energy through your body as you discover your superpower! Find Kathleen at The Soundlady to get started today!

Not every day is picture perfect, even podcast days. Join us as we share our technology woes, chat about streaming services, find out where you can enjoy the colors of fall, and Carrigan joins us to talk about Conundrum Rooms.    Show Notes: Not every day is picture perfect, even podcast days. Join us as we share our technology woes, chat about streaming services, find out where you can enjoy the colors of fall, and Carrigan joins us to talk about Conundrum Rooms.   Conundrum Rooms Streaming Wars: The Most Common Customer Pain Points Ohio's Ten Best Waterfalls Largest municipalities in Ohio Track the Season's Changes with Ohio's Fall Color Forecast Enjoy Ohio's Fall Color

Casey Balsham joins Kerryn on the couch to discuss boy moms, prank calls, and celebrity gossip. GET TICKETS TO KERRYN'S SPECIAL TAPING IN CALIFORNIA! Early Show Late Show FOLLOW CASEY: Tickets: http://www.caseybalsham.com Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/casefaceb/ X: https://x.com/caseybalsham YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@CaseyBalsham NEVER NOT TIRED PODCAST: Apple: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/never-not-tired/id1680602180 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/1KRNSm7WLQYKeoT6kgl7Vz?si=faaa569ba5124290 YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@NEVERNOTTIRED *** FOLLOW THE SHOW: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/onlyfeehans/ Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/OnlyFeehans Apple: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/onlyfeehans/id1538154933 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/5ojWPy3lzm1P18ePxAjGFB?si=a9ca6d6a493e474f YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@onlyfeehans FOLLOW KERRYN: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kerrynfeehan/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/FeehanKerryn YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@onlyfeehans Produced by Nicole Lyons Instagram: @nicoleclyons Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Anthony Moan sat down with Juan Pantaleon and talked about his upcoming show at the Son of Egg, his comedy influences and so much more.

From 'Baseball Isn't Boring' (subscribe here): The AL Central became the tale of 2 teams in 2024, the Guardians became contenders and the White Sox lost 121 games, the most in MLB history. In this 'Pitch and Moan', Courtney Finnicum is joined by Longtime MLB manager Terry "Tito" Francona to discuss his appreciation for the job Stephen Vogt has done after taking over for him as Guardians manager, the White Sox historically bad season and Jerry Reinsdorf's loyalty to a fault, whether he sees himself taking a role in baseball for this upcoming season, and much more! To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

From 'Baseball Isn't Boring' (subscribe here): The AL Central became the tale of 2 teams in 2024, the Guardians became contenders and the White Sox lost 121 games, the most in MLB history. In this 'Pitch and Moan', Courtney Finnicum is joined by Longtime MLB manager Terry "Tito" Francona to discuss his appreciation for the job Stephen Vogt has done after taking over for him as Guardians manager, the White Sox historically bad season and Jerry Reinsdorf's loyalty to a fault, whether he sees himself taking a role in baseball for this upcoming season, and much more! To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

For this first episode of the new season I've got a conversation with Kat, the woman who makes Moan, a magazine of sensuality and eroticism that prioritises the female gaze. It has a lot of explicit imagery, but it's definitely not pornographic, and in fact there's something about the risograph print and production that makes it feel like more of an art book than anything else. Hear what she has learned from publishing the magazine for the last five years, and how she's planning on taking it to the next level.

For the 173rd episode of Private Parts Unknown, host Courtney Kocak welcomes Emma Koenig, the author & editor of Moan: Anonymous Essays on Female Orgasm. Emma shares how her popular Tumblr, How to Make Me Come, evolved into a powerful book that explores the diverse and often misunderstood experiences of female pleasure. We discuss how sexuality is shamed and stigmatized, the need for better sex education, and the importance of open communication in the bedroom. Emma also offers insights on how partners can engage in honest dialogues about sexual needs and preferences. (This episode also features former co-hosts Sofiya Alexandra and Dave Rankin.) For more from today's guest, Emma Koenig: Follow Emma on Twitter/X @emjuko Follow Emma on Instagram @emjuko Buy Emma's book Moan: Anonymous Essays on Female Orgasm Psst, Courtney has an 0nIyFan$, which is a horny way to support the show: https://linktr.ee/cocopeepshow Courtney is also teaching the writing and publishing intensive of your dreams this September. It's called Back to School Pitch Party, and it will definitely take your writing practice to the next level and help you land those dream bylines. To join the fun, head to courtneykocak.com/teaching and use code PRIVATE for $100 off. Private Parts Unknown is a proud member of the Pleasure Podcast network. This episode is brought to you by: Embrace Vazoplex, where every story of intimacy is rewritten with you as the protagonist. Discover the depth of your desires, luxuriate in the symphony of sensations, and celebrate the joy of being truly alive in pleasure. Take yourself to O-town and embrace the pleasure revolution with Vazoplex at Vazoplex.com. Save 20% off with code PRIVATE. STDCheck.com is the leader in reliable and affordable lab-based STD testing. Just go to ppupod.com, click STDCheck, and use code Private to get $10 off your next STI test. Explore yourself and say yes to self-pleasure with Lovehoney. Save 15% off your next favorite toy from Lovehoney when you go to ppupod.com, click Lovehoney, and enter code Private at checkout. Fleshlight is the #1 selling male sex toy in the world. Fleshlight is offering Private Parts Unknown listeners 10% off with code PRIVATE10. Go to ppupod.com, click Fleshlight, and enter code PRIVATE10 at checkout. https://linktr.ee/PrivatePartsUnknownAds If you love this episode, please leave us a 5-star rating and sexy review! —> ratethispodcast.com/private  Psst... sign up for our Private Parts Unknown newsletter for bonus content related to our episodes! privatepartsunknown.substack.com Let's be friends on social media! Follow the show on Instagram @privatepartsunknown and Twitter @privatepartsun. Connect with host Courtney Kocak @courtneykocak on Instagram and Twitter. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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From 'Baseball Isn't Boring' (subscribe here): With the firing of White Sox manager Pedro Grifol it was only natural that we get proper reaction, and that can only come from one person: Courtney Finnicum. The co-host of 'Pitch and Moan' joins Bradfo to reflect on the Grifol Era, passing out the blame pie for this disaster that has become the White Sox. Courtney also delivers her ballpark review of Petco Park, which - as she is quick to point out - has its own wine cellar. This one is about as spicy as the podcast laws will allow. To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Courtney Finnicum of "Baseball Isn't Boring" and "Pitch & Moan" is a White Sox fan covering the whole of Major League Baseball. So, what does the rest of the baseball world think of the White Sox as an organization? We dive into the Garrett Crochet news that may have taken him off the market, ask if that is a good thing and find out what bothered her most when she first interviewed Pedro Grifol. Plus, some landing spots for little mentioned Sox players that may be soon traded away as the Sox Nerd goes deep this week. Brought to you by Cork And Kerry At The Park! Listen. Subscribe. Share. Call 708-459-8406 and leave your comments and questions for the next episode! Chris Lanuti and his buddy Ed Siebert sit at his 9-foot homemade oak bar in a basement on the South Side of Chicago to discuss their favorite team - The Chicago White Sox in a podcast "For Fans, By Fans!" SUBSCRIBE NOW​ on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, everywhere podcasts can be found and always at SoxInTheBasement.com!

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This episode is brought to you by Dr Vegan. Find out more: https://drvegan.com Use the code: BRINDLE25 to get 25% off your first order. Have you ever met someone who constantly moans about their problems, no matter how many solutions you offer? Discover why this behaviour is prevalent among certain people! Katie shares a fascinating concept of how you can effectively respond with 'Sympathy Bombing' to energise and uplift them. Don't forget to rate, review, and subscribe on Apple Podcasts, follow us on Spotify, and join the conversation on TikTok, Instagram, and YouTube. If you have any questions or topics you'd like us to cover, leave your comments, and let's embrace health and happiness together. Watch all of Katie's episodes on YouTube To get factsheets, join Katie's community and subscribe to her newsletter: https://www.katiebrindle.com Follow Katie on Instagram 'Own Your Health' is a Viral Tribe Production Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Who was disrupting Luka Doncic's postgame playoff presser with sex noises? (We present our findings to Elle Duncan and Katie Nolan.) What's it like encountering Kim Kardashian in the wild? (Elle reports.) And have you heard that thing about Ginuwine and Justin Timberlake from Britney Spears' audiobook? (Katie has.) Also: an array of sounds that will be used against Pablo and Cortes for eternity. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Who was disrupting Luka Doncic's postgame playoff presser with sex noises? (We present our findings to Elle Duncan and Katie Nolan.) What's it like encountering Kim Kardashian in the wild? (Elle reports.) And have you heard that thing about Ginuwine and Justin Timberlake from Britney Spears' audiobook? (Katie has.) Also: an array of sounds that will be used against Pablo and Cortes for eternity. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Welcome to another electrifying episode of The Sinsational Unicorn, where your hosts Anna and Ryan are ready to whisk you away on an unforgettable adventure. So hold on tight as we kick things off with a candid conversation about the intricacies of intimacy. Have you ever wondered, can you really tell when she's faking it? Anna and Ryan will be your guides through the twists and turns of decoding desire. But wait, there's more! Joining us today is the fantastic Mrs. A, a close confidant sharing her firsthand experiences and lessons learned within the Lifestyle. Get ready for a no-holds-barred discussion about the challenges that come with exploring the unconventional. And as we approach the grand finale, we'll be plunging into the exhilarating world of dating within the Lifestyle. Can these connections lead to lasting memories, or is it a whirlwind of fleeting passions? Anna and Ryan are here to unravel the mysteries and share their insights. So, buckle up for a pulse-pounding ride with The Sinsational Unicorn. Anna and Ryan are your thrill-seeking companions, promising an episode filled with passion, revelations, and just a dash of the unexpected. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/thesinsationalunicorn/support

OK so it's not quite thattttt bad but I do:Moan about a new expression that everyone keeps greeting me withMoan about a meal I had with my MumMoan about my PMTMoan about the fact that I can no longer eat sugarTell you about how it took an app to stop me being grumpy with ChrisIn far better news....I share amazing wisdom from an event I went to with Liz Earle and Dr Louise NewsonI have a stunning Australian skincare brand to tell you aboutI share my new health resolutions that I hope will inspire youAnd all in around 10 minutesEnjoy it my outspoken friends xx

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A dramatic reading by Jason Louv of the 1819 poem "The Fall of Hyperion—A Dream" by John Keats, set to music by Jason. Not uncommon for the 19th century, it is awash in occult and Hermetic symbolism.  Show Links Magick.Me Magick.Me's Fast-Growing YouTube Channel: Like and Subscribe!!!   The full text of the poem follows: "The Fall of Hyperion—A Dream" John Keats CANTO I Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave A paradise for a sect; the savage too From forth the loftiest fashion of his sleep Guesses at Heaven; pity these have not Trac'd upon vellum or wild Indian leaf The shadows of melodious utterance. But bare of laurel they live, dream, and die; For Poesy alone can tell her dreams, With the fine spell of words alone can save Imagination from the sable charm And dumb enchantment. Who alive can say, 'Thou art no Poet may'st not tell thy dreams?' Since every man whose soul is not a clod Hath visions, and would speak, if he had loved And been well nurtured in his mother tongue. Whether the dream now purpos'd to rehearse Be poet's or fanatic's will be known When this warm scribe my hand is in the grave. Methought I stood where trees of every clime, Palm, myrtle, oak, and sycamore, and beech, With plantain, and spice blossoms, made a screen; In neighbourhood of fountains, by the noise Soft showering in my ears, and, by the touch Of scent, not far from roses. Turning round I saw an arbour with a drooping roof Of trellis vines, and bells, and larger blooms, Like floral censers swinging light in air; Before its wreathed doorway, on a mound Of moss, was spread a feast of summer fruits, Which, nearer seen, seem'd refuse of a meal By angel tasted or our Mother Eve; For empty shells were scattered on the grass, And grape stalks but half bare, and remnants more, Sweet smelling, whose pure kinds I could not know. Still was more plenty than the fabled horn Thrice emptied could pour forth, at banqueting For Proserpine return'd to her own fields, Where the white heifers low. And appetite More yearning than on earth I ever felt Growing within, I ate deliciously; And, after not long, thirsted, for thereby Stood a cool vessel of transparent juice Sipp'd by the wander'd bee, the which I took, And, pledging all the mortals of the world, And all the dead whose names are in our lips, Drank. That full draught is parent of my theme. No Asian poppy nor elixir fine Of the soon fading jealous Caliphat, No poison gender'd in close monkish cell To thin the scarlet conclave of old men, Could so have rapt unwilling life away. Among the fragrant husks and berries crush'd, Upon the grass I struggled hard against The domineering potion; but in vain: The cloudy swoon came on, and down I sunk Like a Silenus on an antique vase. How long I slumber'd 'tis a chance to guess. When sense of life return'd, I started up As if with wings; but the fair trees were gone, The mossy mound and arbour were no more: I look'd around upon the carved sides Of an old sanctuary with roof august, Builded so high, it seem'd that filmed clouds Might spread beneath, as o'er the stars of heaven; So old the place was, I remember'd none The like upon the earth: what I had seen Of grey cathedrals, buttress'd walls, rent towers, The superannuations of sunk realms, Or Nature's rocks toil'd hard in waves and winds, Seem'd but the faulture of decrepit things To that eternal domed monument. Upon the marble at my feet there lay Store of strange vessels and large draperies, Which needs had been of dyed asbestos wove, Or in that place the moth could not corrupt, So white the linen, so, in some, distinct Ran imageries from a sombre loom. All in a mingled heap confus'd there lay Robes, golden tongs, censer and chafing dish, Girdles, and chains, and holy jewelries. Turning from these with awe, once more I rais'd My eyes to fathom the space every way; The embossed roof, the silent massy range Of columns north and south, ending in mist Of nothing, then to eastward, where black gates Were shut against the sunrise evermore. Then to the west I look'd, and saw far off An image, huge of feature as a cloud, At level of whose feet an altar slept, To be approach'd on either side by steps, And marble balustrade, and patient travail To count with toil the innumerable degrees. Towards the altar sober paced I went, Repressing haste, as too unholy there; And, coming nearer, saw beside the shrine One minist'ring; and there arose a flame. When in mid May the sickening East wind Shifts sudden to the south, the small warm rain Melts out the frozen incense from all flowers, And fills the air with so much pleasant health That even the dying man forgets his shroud; Even so that lofty sacrificial fire, Sending forth Maian incense, spread around Forgetfulness of everything but bliss, And clouded all the altar with soft smoke, From whose white fragrant curtains thus I heard Language pronounc'd: 'If thou canst not ascend 'These steps, die on that marble where thou art. 'Thy flesh, near cousin to the common dust, 'Will parch for lack of nutriment thy bones 'Will wither in few years, and vanish so 'That not the quickest eye could find a grain 'Of what thou now art on that pavement cold. 'The sands of thy short life are spent this hour, 'And no hand in the universe can turn 'Thy hourglass, if these gummed leaves be burnt 'Ere thou canst mount up these immortal steps.' I heard, I look'd: two senses both at once, So fine, so subtle, felt the tyranny Of that fierce threat and the hard task proposed. Prodigious seem'd the toil, the leaves were yet Burning when suddenly a palsied chill Struck from the paved level up my limbs, And was ascending quick to put cold grasp Upon those streams that pulse beside the throat: I shriek'd; and the sharp anguish of my shriek Stung my own ears I strove hard to escape The numbness; strove to gain the lowest step. Slow, heavy, deadly was my pace: the cold Grew stifling, suffocating, at the heart; And when I clasp'd my hands I felt them not. One minute before death, my iced foot touch'd The lowest stair; and as it touch'd, life seem'd To pour in at the toes: I mounted up, As once fair angels on a ladder flew From the green turf to Heaven. 'Holy Power,' Cried I, approaching near the horned shrine, 'What am I that should so be saved from death? 'What am I that another death come not 'To choke my utterance sacrilegious here?' Then said the veiled shadow 'Thou hast felt 'What 'tis to die and live again before 'Thy fated hour. That thou hadst power to do so 'Is thy own safety; thou hast dated on 'Thy doom.' 'High Prophetess,' said I, 'purge off, 'Benign, if so it please thee, my mind's film.' 'None can usurp this height,' return'd that shade, 'But those to whom the miseries of the world 'Are misery, and will not let them rest. 'All else who find a haven in the world, 'Where they may thoughtless sleep away their days, 'If by a chance into this fane they come, 'Rot on the pavement where thou rottedst half.' 'Are there not thousands in the world,' said I, Encourag'd by the sooth voice of the shade, 'Who love their fellows even to the death; 'Who feel the giant agony of the world; 'And more, like slaves to poor humanity, 'Labour for mortal good? I sure should see 'Other men here; but I am here alone.' 'Those whom thou spak'st of are no vision'ries,' Rejoin'd that voice; 'they are no dreamers weak; 'They seek no wonder but the human face, 'No music but a happy noted voice; 'They come not here, they have no thought to come; 'And thou art here, for thou art less than they: 'What benefit canst thou do, or all thy tribe, 'To the great world? Thou art a dreaming thing, 'A fever of thyself think of the Earth; 'What bliss even in hope is there for thee? 'What haven? every creature hath its home; 'Every sole man hath days of joy and pain, 'Whether his labours be sublime or low 'The pain alone; the joy alone; distinct: 'Only the dreamer venoms all his days, 'Bearing more woe than all his sins deserve. 'Therefore, that happiness be somewhat shar'd, 'Such things as thou art are admitted oft 'Into like gardens thou didst pass erewhile, 'And suffer'd in these temples: for that cause 'Thou standest safe beneath this statue's knees.' 'That I am favour'd for unworthiness, 'By such propitious parley medicin'd 'In sickness not ignoble, I rejoice, 'Aye, and could weep for love of such award.' So answer'd I, continuing, 'If it please, 'Majestic shadow, tell me: sure not all 'Those melodies sung into the world's ear 'Are useless: sure a poet is a sage; 'A humanist, physician to all men. 'That I am none I feel, as vultures feel 'They are no birds when eagles are abroad. 'What am I then? Thou spakest of my tribe: 'What tribe?' The tall shade veil'd in drooping white Then spake, so much more earnest, that the breath Moved the thin linen folds that drooping hung About a golden censer from the hand Pendent. 'Art thou not of the dreamer tribe? 'The poet and the dreamer are distinct, 'Diverse, sheer opposite, antipodes. 'The one pours out a balm upon the world, 'The other vexes it.' Then shouted I Spite of myself, and with a Pythia's spleen, 'Apollo! faded! O far flown Apollo! 'Where is thy misty pestilence to creep 'Into the dwellings, through the door crannies 'Of all mock lyrists, large self worshipers, 'And careless Hectorers in proud bad verse. 'Though I breathe death with them it will be life 'To see them sprawl before me into graves. 'Majestic shadow, tell me where I am, 'Whose altar this; for whom this incense curls; 'What image this whose face I cannot see, 'For the broad marble knees; and who thou art, 'Of accent feminine so courteous?' Then the tall shade, in drooping linens veil'd, Spoke out, so much more earnest, that her breath Stirr'd the thin folds of gauze that drooping hung About a golden censer from her hand Pendent; and by her voice I knew she shed Long treasured tears. 'This temple, sad and lone, 'Is all spar'd from the thunder of a war 'Foughten long since by giant hierarchy 'Against rebellion: this old image here, 'Whose carved features wrinkled as he fell, 'Is Saturn's; I Moneta, left supreme 'Sole priestess of this desolation.' I had no words to answer, for my tongue, Useless, could find about its roofed home No syllable of a fit majesty To make rejoinder to Moneta's mourn. There was a silence, while the altar's blaze Was fainting for sweet food: I look'd thereon, And on the paved floor, where nigh were piled Faggots of cinnamon, and many heaps Of other crisped spice wood then again I look'd upon the altar, and its horns Whiten'd with ashes, and its lang'rous flame, And then upon the offerings again; And so by turns till sad Moneta cried, 'The sacrifice is done, but not the less 'Will I be kind to thee for thy good will. 'My power, which to me is still a curse, 'Shall be to thee a wonder; for the scenes 'Still swooning vivid through my globed brain 'With an electral changing misery 'Thou shalt with those dull mortal eyes behold, 'Free from all pain, if wonder pain thee not.' As near as an immortal's sphered words Could to a mother's soften, were these last: And yet I had a terror of her robes, And chiefly of the veils, that from her brow Hung pale, and curtain'd her in mysteries That made my heart too small to hold its blood. This saw that Goddess, and with sacred hand Parted the veils. Then saw I a wan face, Not pin'd by human sorrows, but bright blanch'd By an immortal sickness which kills not; It works a constant change, which happy death Can put no end to; deathwards progressing To no death was that visage; it had pass'd The lily and the snow; and beyond these I must not think now, though I saw that face But for her eyes I should have fled away. They held me back, with a benignant light Soft mitigated by divinest lids Half closed, and visionless entire they seem'd Of all external things; they saw me not, But in blank splendour beam'd like the mild moon, Who comforts those she sees not, who knows not What eyes are upward cast. As I had found A grain of gold upon a mountain side, And twing'd with avarice strain'd out my eyes To search its sullen entrails rich with ore, So at the view of sad Moneta's brow I ach'd to see what things the hollow brain Behind enwombed: what high tragedy In the dark secret chambers of her skull Was acting, that could give so dread a stress To her cold lips, and fill with such a light Her planetary eyes, and touch her voice With such a sorrow 'Shade of Memory!' Cried I, with act adorant at her feet, 'By all the gloom hung round thy fallen house, 'By this last temple, by the golden age, 'By great Apollo, thy dear Foster Child, 'And by thyself, forlorn divinity, 'The pale Omega of a withered race, 'Let me behold, according as thou saidst, 'What in thy brain so ferments to and fro!' No sooner had this conjuration pass'd My devout lips, than side by side we stood (Like a stunt bramble by a solemn pine) Deep in the shady sadness of a vale, Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star. Onward I look'd beneath the gloomy boughs, And saw, what first I thought an image huge, Like to the image pedestal'd so high In Saturn's temple. Then Moneta's voice Came brief upon mine ear 'So Saturn sat When he had lost his realms ' whereon there grew A power within me of enormous ken To see as a god sees, and take the depth Of things as nimbly as the outward eye Can size and shape pervade. The lofty theme At those few words hung vast before my mind, With half unravel'd web. I set myself Upon an eagle's watch, that I might see, And seeing ne'er forget. No stir of life Was in this shrouded vale, not so much air As in the zoning of a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell there did it rest. A stream went voiceless by, still deaden'd more By reason of the fallen divinity Spreading more shade; the Naiad 'mid her reeds Press'd her cold finger closer to her lips. Along the margin sand large footmarks went No farther than to where old Saturn's feet Had rested, and there slept, how long a sleep! Degraded, cold, upon the sodden ground His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were clos'd, While his bow'd head seem'd listening to the Earth, His ancient mother, for some comfort yet. It seem'd no force could wake him from his place; But there came one who with a kindred hand Touch'd his wide shoulders after bending low With reverence, though to one who knew it not. Then came the griev'd voice of Mnemosyne, And griev'd I hearken'd. 'That divinity 'Whom thou saw'st step from yon forlornest wood, 'And with slow pace approach our fallen King, 'Is Thea, softest natur'd of our brood.' I mark'd the Goddess in fair statuary Surpassing wan Moneta by the head, And in her sorrow nearer woman's tears. There was a listening fear in her regard, As if calamity had but begun; As if the vanward clouds of evil days Had spent their malice, and the sullen rear Was with its stored thunder labouring up. One hand she press'd upon that aching spot Where beats the human heart, as if just there, Though an immortal, she felt cruel pain; The other upon Saturn's bended neck She laid, and to the level of his hollow ear Leaning with parted lips, some words she spake In solemn tenor and deep organ tune; Some mourning words, which in our feeble tongue Would come in this like accenting; how frail To that large utterance of the early Gods! 'Saturn! look up and for what, poor lost King? 'I have no comfort for thee; no not one; 'I cannot cry, Wherefore thus sleepest thou? 'For Heaven is parted from thee, and the Earth 'Knows thee not, so afflicted, for a God; 'And Ocean too, with all its solemn noise, 'Has from thy sceptre pass'd, and all the air 'Is emptied of thine hoary majesty: 'Thy thunder, captious at the new command, 'Rumbles reluctant o'er our fallen house; 'And thy sharp lightning, in unpracticed hands, 'Scorches and burns our once serene domain. 'With such remorseless speed still come new woes, 'That unbelief has not a space to breathe. 'Saturn! sleep on: Me thoughtless, why should I 'Thus violate thy slumbrous solitude? 'Why should I ope thy melancholy eyes? 'Saturn, sleep on, while at thy feet I weep.' As when upon a tranced summer night Forests, branch charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a noise, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Swelling upon the silence; dying off; As if the ebbing air had but one wave; So came these words, and went; the while in tears She press'd her fair large forehead to the earth, Just where her fallen hair might spread in curls A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet. Long, long those two were postured motionless, Like sculpture builded up upon the grave Of their own power. A long awful time I look'd upon them: still they were the same; The frozen God still bending to the earth, And the sad Goddess weeping at his feet, Moneta silent. Without stay or prop But my own weak mortality, I bore The load of this eternal quietude, The unchanging gloom, and the three fixed shapes Ponderous upon my senses, a whole moon. For by my burning brain I measured sure Her silver seasons shedded on the night, And ever day by day methought I grew More gaunt and ghostly. Oftentimes I pray'd Intense, that Death would take me from the vale And all its burthens gasping with despair Of change, hour after hour I curs'd myself; Until old Saturn rais'd his faded eyes, And look'd around and saw his kingdom gone, And all the gloom and sorrow of the place, And that fair kneeling Goddess at his feet. As the moist scent of flowers, and grass, and leaves Fills forest dells with a pervading air, Known to the woodland nostril, so the words Of Saturn fill'd the mossy glooms around, Even to the hollows of time eaten oaks And to the windings of the foxes' hole, With sad low tones, while thus he spake, and sent Strange musings to the solitary Pan. 'Moan, brethren, moan; for we are swallow'd up 'And buried from all Godlike exercise 'Of influence benign on planets pale, 'And peaceful sway above man's harvesting, 'And all those acts which Deity supreme 'Doth ease its heart of love in. Moan and wail, 'Moan, brethren, moan; for lo, the rebel spheres 'Spin round, the stars their ancient courses keep, 'Clouds still with shadowy moisture haunt the earth, 'Still suck their fill of light from sun and moon, 'Still buds the tree, and still the sea shores murmur; 'There is no death in all the Universe, 'No smell of death there shall be death Moan, moan, 'Moan, Cybele, moan; for thy pernicious babes 'Have changed a God into a shaking Palsy. 'Moan, brethren, moan, for I have no strength left, 'Weak as the reed weak feeble as my voice 'O, O, the pain, the pain of feebleness. 'Moan, moan, for still I thaw or give me help; 'Throw down those imps, and give me victory. 'Let me hear other groans, and trumpets blown 'Of triumph calm, and hymns of festival 'From the gold peaks of Heaven's high piled clouds; 'Voices of soft proclaim, and silver stir 'Of strings in hollow shells; and let there be 'Beautiful things made new, for the surprise 'Of the sky children.' So he feebly ceas'd, With such a poor and sickly sounding pause, Methought I heard some old man of the earth Bewailing earthly loss; nor could my eyes And ears act with that pleasant unison of sense Which marries sweet sound with the grace of form, And dolorous accent from a tragic harp With large limb'd visions. More I scrutinized: Still fix'd he sat beneath the sable trees, Whose arms spread straggling in wild serpent forms, With leaves all hush'd; his awful presence there (Now all was silent) gave a deadly lie To what I erewhile heard only his lips Trembled amid the white curls of his beard. They told the truth, though, round, the snowy locks Hung nobly, as upon the face of heaven A mid day fleece of clouds. Thea arose, And stretched her white arm through the hollow dark, Pointing some whither: whereat he too rose Like a vast giant, seen by men at sea To grow pale from the waves at dull midnight. They melted from my sight into the woods; Ere I could turn, Moneta cried, 'These twain 'Are speeding to the families of grief, 'Where roof'd in by black rocks they waste, in pain 'And darkness, for no hope.' And she spake on, As ye may read who can unwearied pass Onward from the antechamber of this dream, Where even at the open doors awhile I must delay, and glean my memory Of her high phrase: perhaps no further dare. CANTO II 'Mortal, that thou may'st understand aright, 'I humanize my sayings to thine ear, 'Making comparisons of earthly things; 'Or thou might'st better listen to the wind, 'Whose language is to thee a barren noise, 'Though it blows legend laden through the trees. 'In melancholy realms big tears are shed, 'More sorrow like to this, and such like woe, 'Too huge for mortal tongue, or pen of scribe. 'The Titans fierce, self hid or prison bound, 'Groan for the old allegiance once more, 'Listening in their doom for Saturn's voice. 'But one of our whole eagle brood still keeps 'His sov'reignty, and rule, and majesty; 'Blazing Hyperion on his orbed fire 'Still sits, still snuffs the incense teeming up 'From man to the sun's God: yet unsecure, 'For as upon the earth dire prodigies 'Fright and perplex, so also shudders he: 'Nor at dog's howl or gloom bird's Even screech, 'Or the familiar visitings of one 'Upon the first toll of his passing bell: 'But horrors, portioned to a giant nerve, 'Make great Hyperion ache. His palace bright, 'Bastion'd with pyramids of glowing gold, 'And touch'd with shade of bronzed obelisks, 'Glares a blood red through all the thousand courts, 'Arches, and domes, and fiery galleries: 'And all its curtains of Aurorian clouds 'Flush angerly; when he would taste the wreaths 'Of incense breath'd aloft from sacred hills, 'Instead of sweets his ample palate takes 'Savour of poisonous brass and metals sick. 'Wherefore when harbour'd in the sleepy West, 'After the full completion of fair day, 'For rest divine upon exalted couch 'And slumber in the arms of melody, 'He paces through the pleasant hours of ease 'With strides colossal, on from hall to hall; 'While far within each aisle and deep recess 'His winged minions in close clusters stand 'Amaz'd, and full of fear; like anxious men, 'Who on a wide plain gather in sad troops, 'When earthquakes jar their battlements and towers. 'Even now, while Saturn, roused from icy trance, 'Goes step for step with Thea from yon woods, 'Hyperion, leaving twilight in the rear, 'Is sloping to the threshold of the West. 'Thither we tend.' Now in clear light I stood, Reliev'd from the dusk vale. Mnemosyne Was sitting on a square edg'd polish'd stone, That in its lucid depth reflected pure Her priestess garments. My quick eyes ran on From stately nave to nave, from vault to vault, Through bow'rs of fragrant and enwreathed light And diamond paved lustrous long arcades. Anon rush'd by the bright Hyperion; His flaming robes stream'd out beyond his heels, And gave a roar, as if of earthly fire, That scared away the meek ethereal hours And made their dove wings tremble. On he flared. THE END 1819

Tommy is in the big chair leading us on a journey of discovery that leads… nowhere. That's right, what do you get when you are forced to reckon the horrors of miscommunication? It's nothing good… that's what. The Mothman Prophecies, Dark Skies, and Midsommar are all on deck this week!And, because Tom's new character is so satisfying, here's the read-along version of his introduction!Hello boils and ghouls, CHOP of the morning to you! And welcome back to another chilling DEAD-isode of Sitting in The Dark! I'm your ghost host, Vomis Wesley Pest the Turd, but don't worry kiddies, I'm not alone. As they say, four DEADS are better than one! First up to BAT (the kind with wings) is The Podcast Daddy himself, BEAT FRIGHT, I mean Pete Wright! Want more good NOOSE? Then AXE-tra AXE-tra BLEED all about it, we're also joined by the DIE-Abolical genius Vile Olson, I mean Kyle Olson! And of course, the MORGUE the merrier, so let's also welcome SLAY DIE-ANTS-FLEE, I mean Ray DeLancy! OH! And it looks like my DEADER half is finished with his MOAN call, so I'll hand the microBONE back to him. Have a good podcast and pleasant SCREAMS!Film SundriesWatch the movies discussed:The Mothman Prophecies: Apple • Amazon • JustWatchDark Skies: Apple • Amazon • JustWatchMidsommar: Apple • Amazon • JustWatch (00:00) - Welcome to Sitting in the Dark (04:37) - Lost in Translation (11:40) - The Mothman Prophecies (29:27) - Mothman - Inside Mirror (31:16) - Mothman - IMG3190 (36:37) - Dark Skies (51:01) - A Cameo! (59:21) - Midsommar (01:00:51) - Midsommar - Flower Crown (01:01:27) - Midsommar - Bear Kissing (01:02:12) - Midsommar - Tapestry (01:03:31) - Midsommar - Darker Glass (01:12:01) - Midsommar - Sister in Trees (01:13:01) - Start your own podcast journey with the best host in the business. Try TRANSISTOR today!Want to upgrade your LETTERBOXD account? Use our PROMO CODE to get a DISCOUNT and help us out in the process!Find source material for The Next Reel's family of podcasts – and thousands of other great reads – at AUDIBLE! Get your free audiobook and 30-day free trial today.Join the conversation with movie lovers from around the world on The Next Reel's DISCORD channel!Here's where you can find us around the internet:The WebLetterboxdPeteRayTommyWe spend hours every week putting this show together for you, our dear listener, and it would sure mean a lot to us if you considered becoming a member. When you do, you get early access to shows, ad-free episodes, and a TON of bonus content. To those who already support the show, thank you. To those who don't yet: what are you waiting for?Become a Member here: $5 monthly or $55 annuallyWhat are some other ways you can support us and show your love? Glad you asked!You can buy TNR apparel, stickers, mugs and more from our MERCH PAGE.Or buy or rent movies we've discussed on the show from our WATCH PAGE.Or buy books, plays, etc. that was the source for movies we've discussed on the show from our ORIGINALS PAGE.

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Great to get the squad back together ahead of the official start of series 17 next week. Touching on all the usual hot topics, including Parky's weight loss, Netflix premiers, the state of public transport, Big Sam's cafe order, blue cards & VAR's big nose issue.

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This is Zack Fuss. Today we are breaking down the largest privately-owned software business in Europe, Visma. Visma is a software company with over 15,000 employees offering accounting, payroll, and HR software products for customers across the Nordic, Benelux, and Baltic regions. Founded in Oslo in 1996, Visma grew organically and via acquisition of 178 companies. We're joined by Nic Humphries, the Senior Partner and Executive Chairman of Hg Capital, which is one of the leading software investors in Europe. Nic is intimately familiar with Visma, given Hg owns over 50% of the business and has been invested for over 17 years. Hg initially invested as part of a take-private transaction in 2006 at just a $450 million valuation and based upon the latest recap completed in December, today, the business is valued at over $21 billion. As part of this conversation, we discussed the business history, growth, and recent leadership transition. Please enjoy this breakdown of Visma. For the full show notes, transcript, and links to the best content to learn more, check out the episode page here. ----- This episode is brought to you by Tegus, the modern research platform for leading investors. Tired of running your own expert calls to get up to speed on a company? Tegus lets you ramp faster and find answers to critical questions more efficiently than any alternative method. The gold standard for research, the Tegus platform delivers unmatched access to timely, qualitative insights through the largest and most differentiated expert call transcript database. With over 60,000 transcripts spanning 22,000 public and private companies, investors can accelerate their fundamental research process by discovering highly-differentiated and reliable insights that can't be found anywhere else in the market. As a listener, drive your next investment thesis forward with Tegus for free at tegus.co/patrick. ----- Business Breakdowns is a property of Colossus, LLC. For more episodes of Business Breakdowns, visit joincolossus.com/episodes. Stay up to date on all our podcasts by signing up to Colossus Weekly, our quick dive every Sunday highlighting the top business and investing concepts from our podcasts and the best of what we read that week. Sign up here. Follow us on Twitter: @JoinColossus | @patrick_oshag | @jspujji | @zbfuss | @ReustleMatt | @domcooke Editing and post-production work for this episode was provided by The Podcast Consultant (https://thepodcastconsultant.com). Show Notes (00:00:00) Welcome to Business Breakdowns (00:02:44) First question - Introducing Visma and its operations (00:10:51) Identifying Visma's unique attributes in the payroll sector (00:13:32) Assessing Visma's current scale and potential for growth (00:17:45) Considering the shift to a cloud-native approach (00:20:49) Reflecting on key lessons from past errors (00:23:19) Strategies for scaling the business effectively (00:28:15) Weighing cash reinvestment against shareholder distributions (00:31:39) Øystein Moan's influence within the company (00:33:06) Deciding the right time for an IPO (00:39:23) Analyzing the risks facing Visma (00:41:22) Exploring Visma's competitive advantages Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

and made sweet moan - #3683 (853 left) by chair house 240114.mp3and made sweet moan★突如思い立って、最近の10曲をひとつの動画にしてみました。映像はAIとかじゃなくて、先日旅行に行ったときに撮影した海の日の出の写真。伊豆の下田の外浦湾の写真。これが素朴で、音楽の素朴さと相まって、ちょっと感動的でした。10曲で25分の素敵な動画。ちょっと反省しました。まあ私はマルチメディアクリエータとしていろい..

Zack Snyder has made some good films. Rebel Moon: Part I. A Child of Fire is not one of them. Described as both the start of a new sci-fi franchise, and the byproduct of a failed Star Wars pitch, what Rebel Moon most resembles is amalgamation of scenes and themes from a long list of other familiar films. You haven't seen it? Here's a recap, Gamora, who is estranged from her evil dad, rounds up slightly less than seven samurai, to take on an evil galactic empire before being betrayed by Han Solo. The Regular Joes conduct a postmortem review examining how, with top-notch talent, excellent visual effects and clearly a healthy budget did this project still manage to go so wrong. And, moreover, with part II coming shortly, and a director's cut no one other than Barry will watch, is there anywhere to go with this franchise? There's also the usual random topics. Thanks for listening, and Happy New Year!

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This week Stormy talks little known facts about Plan B, how she handles being ghosted, Prenups, sexy decoys on maury, & MORE!!!JOIN THE SQUAD!!!!!www.patreon.com/ChocolateChipAndSipCheck out the website and become a sponsor or guest at: www.StormyPea.comFollow at:@ChocolateChipAndSip@StormyPeaThis show is part of the Spreaker Prime Network, if you are interested in advertising on this podcast, contact us at https://www.spreaker.com/show/5643448/advertisement

SUMMARY:Two-time Grammy nominee and acclaimed singer-songwriter Peter Case joins Songcraft to talk about his wide-ranging career.PART ONE:Scott and Paul chat about instruments that are nearly as famous as their players. PART TWO:Our in-depth interview with Peter CaseABOUT PETER CASE:Two-time Grammy nominee Peter Case made a name for himself in the pioneering California power pop trio The Nerves before going on to form The Plimsouls, which made a splash with the single “A Million Miles Away.” Launching a solo career with producer T Bone Burnett in the mid-1980s, Case went on to earn a reputation as a songwriter's songwriter with staples such as “Old Blue Car,” “Entella Hotel,” “Two Angels,” “Travellin' Light,” “Dream About You,” and “Beyond the Blues.” His songs have been recorded by The Go-Go's, Marshall Crenshaw, Goo Goo Dolls, John Prine, Robert Earl Keen, James McMurtry, Chris Smither, Robert Randolph, John Prine, Alejandro Escovedo, Joe Ely, Hayes Carll, Dave Alvin, and others. Peter's most recent album, Doctor Moan, is his first collection of original songs in seven years.  

This one got intimate!