Podcasts about surfs

On this episode, we chat about our recent surfs (and there's been a lot of them) from wave pools to wild ocean surfs. We talk about the comparisons and transferable skills between wave pools and surfing in the ocean as well as some funny stories including some Wipeouts and getting woken up at 5:00 in the morning. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Surfs up, glasses down. To kick of summer we're diving into two pillars of the hot months of the year: Tiki culture (17:00) and surfing (58:27).

Surfs up, Pixie Dusters! Today's episode features another overseas Mary-Kate and Ashley adventure with "Our Lips Are Sealed." This movie has it all: teen power dynamics, cute boys, and secret identities! Honestly, this family has got to be the worst one in the history of the witness protection program. But overall, the story is a lot of fun and the perfect example of wish fulfillment teen life in the 90s/early 2000s.Follow your new Disney besties on Instagram @pixiedusttwinspodcast and on TikTok @pixiedusttwinspodcastFollow Dan, honorary third host of the "Pixie Dust Twins" Podcast, and King of the Manifestos: @Dantaastic on Instagram and YouTubeHave ideas for the show? Want to be a guest? Send them a message on Instagram!Rant Radio is LIVE! Call 844-857-7268 and leave your rant today. Check out LimitlessBroadcastingNetwork.com for all of our podcasts, subscriptions, and to pick up some awesome merch!

Jump in with Carlos Juico and Gavin Ruta on episode 230 of Jumpers Jump. This episode we discuss: Vacation in Hawaii, What it means to live aloha, Energy in Hawaii, Nightmarcher urban legend, Duendes in Hawaii forests, Surfs up movie theories, Big wave surfer story, Tarzan scary scene, Tangled theory, Minecraft movie cameos, Ashton Kutcher diddy theory, Mud Splatter Vietnamese ritual, Thailand military videos, Dire wolves theory, Woolly mouse creations, Ai vs paper theory, iPhone fingerprints theory, Tamagotchi vape, Hudson river helicopter crash, Club roof falling on tourists, Why people in Hawaii signal aloha, Surf's up vs Happy feet, guarantees in life and much more! Follow the podcast: @JumpersPodcast Follow Carlos: @CarlosJuico Follow Gavin: @GavinRutaa Check out the podcast on YouTube: https://bit.ly/JumpersJumpYT Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

On University of New England College of Business Week:  Surfing has a gender gap issue. Aimee Vlachos, teaching professor and program director of Outdoor Business & Innovation, suggests a solution. While attending Western State College of Colorado for my undergraduate degree, my passion for outdoor recreation blossomed. I was fortunate that the recreation classes I […]

Thursday, March 20, 2025 The Dominant Duo – Total Dominance Hour -Jim 'belly' surfs, tourney craziness, SA Spurs level of commitment, Jim headed to Carolina and more. Follow the Sports Animal on Facebook, Instagram and X PLUS Jim Traber on Instagram, Berry Tramel on X and Dean Blevins on X Follow Tony Z on Instagram and Facebook Listen to past episodes HERE! Follow Total Dominance Podcasts on Apple, Google and Spotify See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Surfs up! It's CLOBBERIN' time as Nick and James got some serious double duty this episode. We take a look at Tim Story's two Fantastic Four movies from the 2000s to highlight their triumphs and study their missteps. We also reveal the results from the blind Oscar's predictions and check in with our multiversal-selves. Another pair of textbook "NCU" movies to add to the collection for JPI. This is gonna be FANTASTIC.......say that again. Thanks for tuning in. For more, follow us on Instagram & YouTube @justplayitpodcast & X (fka Twitter) @justplayitpod

Happy Oceania month! This week, Adrian and Lauren are joined by Jay Bendixen, designer of Surfs up and fellow Aussie as we talk about his design philosophy and upcoming games. Jay also gives his tips and insights into pitching games to publishers and going from prototype to published for small or even first time designers. We also chat about some of his upcoming designs and he plants some seeds of sweet excitement for some games about succulents and bees.  You can find out more about Jay's designs and works here: https://littlebriefcase.com/   New Question of the Pod: What's a unique board game mechanism that you've experienced and why did you like it? Timestamps: Interview with Jay [2:23] Games we've been playing [42:14] Flip 7 [57:50] Timber Town[1:08:02] Question of the Pod: [1:19:28] Fired Up: [1:36:40] Check out our Eventbrite page for all of our upcoming Game Days: https://www.eventbrite.com.au/o/board-game-bbq-32833304483  Has this episode left you with a thirst for more? Here are all of the games that we discussed: https://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/384213/fromage  https://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/373600/cthulhu-death-may-die-fear-of-the-unknown  https://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/367517/la-famiglia-the-great-mafia-war  https://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/367220/sea-salt-and-paper  https://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/420087/flip-7  https://boardgamegeek.com/boardgame/436561/timber-town  SPONSORS Our podcast is proudly sponsored by Advent Games. Advent Games (http://www.adventgames.com.au/) are an Australian online board game store based in Sydney, NSW. Their core values are integrity, customer satisfaction, and providing a wide range of products including those hard-to-find board games. More Than Meeples is an Australian retail and online game store based in Brisbane, QLD. They have been strong supporters of, not only our Brisbane Game Days, but the broader Brisbane community. https://morethanmeeples.com.au/ PATREON Hey there, BBQ fans! Guess what? We've got a Patreon! By joining, you'll unlock exclusive content, gain access to a members-only section of our Discord where you can help shape the show, and so much more. Plus, your support will help us grow and bring some awesome new projects to life in 2024. At the Board Game BBQ Podcast, we're passionate about what we do and promise to keep the fun and shenanigans rolling. We're so grateful for your support! Joining our Patreon is totally optional, and we ask that you don't contribute if it'll cause financial stress. But if you'd like to chip in from just USD$5 a month, click the link to check out our Patreon page. Thanks a million for being amazing! We're committed to creating a welcoming and inclusive community, and you all make it special. See you at the BBQ!! https://www.patreon.com/BoardGameBBQ SOCIALS Support the podcast and join the community! https://linktr.ee/BoardGameBBQ 

Join Dr. Steve Freeman and the regular studio cast along with special guest, all the way from Hawaii, Bro. Sterling Lee as they dive into this question!

We have another alum 10, some cotton candy during beam, more bar cameras that make you dizzy, Ashley defies any physics and finally we get Olivia Karas its Massive! Is it old school, a higgins roll, or the sticky Kool Aid that an more from week 8 let's go!  Video of the podcast: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHLEfRkR8Mk Show Notes:  Social Salute (03:23) Utah TT Another Theatrical performance FAB 5 (06:23) Kim notices Towson bars Ashley's defying gravity dismount Thaxton's 1 1/2  10.0 for Torrez  Michigan State Bars, Leo, and Mikes Shirt DEBUTS (12:11) Railey Jackson Vault D3 Athlete of the Week (13:14) Kennedy O'Connor 9.825 Vault They DID THAT! (15:44) JoJo does it again Old School and Higgins roll  Fantastic Firey Freshman and the Kool Aid House Riley goes surfing The Double Fronts that are Fire! The Faces, Guitar and Cotton Candy Hey Coach, put me in- The Exhibitions that rocked  R5 University Line-up for Week 8 (45:17) Presented by Full Out Recruiting Line-up meets: Ball State/Towson Central/Kent  UCLA/Michigan

GC13, Soren, and David discuss the second episode of Invincible Fight Girl, Dreamers and Busters. Now the hooks are well and truly into us. Depending on how you feel about magic there may not be much “wrestling” in this episode, but it sets Andy out into the world of wrestling and by golly, she gets Surfs … Continue reading

This week on Dicey Situations, pack your swimsuit cause we're ridin' the bone wave! Will the boys shoot the curl or succumb to the dreaded boneitis? Surfs up true BliBlivers.This episode contains violence, profanity and crude humor.Follow us on X(Twitter) @diceypodFollow us on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/diceysituationspod/We also have a subreddit https://www.reddit.com/r/Dicey_Situations/DM - Ryan StemmlerTooluuga Ploopploopleen - Harout KhodaverdianGlebnor Glekilak Ploopploopleen - Mark DePippoTheo Justice - Richard PowerAerendir - Roger RimerezProduced and Edited by Chris Romagna, Ryan Stemmler & Mark DePippoMusic by Eric Power and Monument StudiosContact us diceysituationspod@gmail.com

Surfs up! Hang 10. Chillax. Vibe out. This is a cozy hour filler of us kicking it at the beach first weekend of January. Sweater weather at the beach talking anime, video games and movies!

Surfs up! We're going to the beach with Dom Sinacola (Paste magazine) to talk all things THE SHALLOWS! Together we get into the failure of the script, Blake Lively's mediocrity, survival movies and where Collet-Sera still shows his craft --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/exitingthroughthe2010s/support

MinerTalk: UTEP Surfs Over The Beach in 70-44 Route, C-USA Update

On Rune Surfs the Power Cosmic, host Marc Truex celebrates Villains' Month by talks all things Ultraverse including a deep dive and review of the cosmic vampire, Rune, and his first encounter with Marvel's Silver Surfer. How does Rune claim all of the Infinity Gems? Who is Deathurge? And what are the Soul Gem's true intentions?! All of these spooky questions are answered - plus new comic projects from Scott Mitchell Rosenberg, variant covers, and the writer behind Sludge Catharsis pursued. JUMP ON NOW to the conversation and send an email to ultramonthlypodcast@gmail.com to have your letters featured on the Slings & Arrows segment of the show.For links discussed in this episode, check out:Games Radar Article: After 7 years and multiple publishers, Rob Liefeld is returning to write and draw Youngblood for Image ComicsBleeding Cool Article: Rob Liefeld Returns To Youngblood From Image Comics In 2025San Diego Comic Fest

In this season opener, hosts Anna and Renee explore the environmental implications of the newly constructed Olympic Surfing Judging Tower in Teahupo'o, Tahiti, the host site for the surfing events of the 2024 Paris Olympics. Joined by Brian Silliman, the Rachel Carson Professor of Marine Conservation Biology at Duke University, they discuss the challenges facing coral reefs and the potential impacts of the tower on the local marine ecosystem. The episode highlights the vital role of community advocacy in conservation, showcasing how we can drive action forward for a more sustainable future. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/operation-climate/support

Our guest this week is more than your typical SoCal Stereotype Surfer. Yeah, he Surfs, he Skateboards, he loves Dirt Biking, and all the other activities we grew up doing, but he just does it better with a cool and stylish approach! Also, his hand shaped surfboard designs are some of the most requested at the best Specialty Surf Shops around- Russell, Thalia, Icons of Surf, Daydream, Atacama, Mollusk and many more! We welcome to the show and talented Mr. Grant Noble- Grand Noble Surfboards! See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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Surfs up in this Bonus Episode of 'Binge & Blab'! We learn about Lachlan's sliding doors moment with Jacob Elordi and Rachel's hall pass turns out to be more of a hall PASSPORT!FOLLOW US ON INSTA:@bingeandblab@adventuresonline@lachieharristv#BingeandBlab #Podcast #RealityTV #PopCulture #RHOC #ApplePodcast #Spotify #Bravo Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Surfs up Creative Team fans. We usually do deep dives and center our discussions around the WWE. Today we jump on the other side of the fence, and still keep in touch with our summer vibes. World Championship Wrestling hosted a heck of a summer party in the form of a legendary event called Bash at the Beach. So many great moments and matches took place at this event, and we are going to discuss them all. Join us as we solidify the Top 10 Moments in Bash at the Beach history!

https://www.bullhucker.com/​ https://www.facebook.com/brushemporiumandpizzaporium The Bullhucker podcast is a show where we bring on a guest who will tell 3 stories about their life. The kicker is….only two of the stories are true. Our two hosts try and figure out which one is not true or as we call it…The Bullhucker. In this episode Gilbert comes on and tells us 3 stories about having a Teen Wolf moment, a lucky fish and the having the fight of his life.

Surprise! As we suggested, Justin Trudeau is indeed on vacation in Tofino, BC. He is ambushed by a reporter while on the beach and gives a rare genuine interview. A horrible fire in Alberta is not climate change, and we tell you why not. Pierre Poilievre offers common sense on drug crime, is Canada exporting terror? Don't poop on the beach, and more!

Flava Breakfast with Charlie & Maz while Stace & Azura are away! In today's podcast, it has been 24 hours since receiving our eggs to look after, how did we go? We chat school canteen/tuck shops. What were your fondest memories of them? Plus, one happy Charlie after the Blues took home the dud at the State of Origin.  For more, follow our socials: Instagram: Flava Radio Facebook: Flava Radio Tik Tok: Flava RadioSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Surfs up in this next installment for shark week as we witness our surfer Nancy (Blake Lively) in a fight for her life against a territorial great white being stalked on a rock with time ticking before the tide comes and puts her back in with the monster.

As hundreds of thousands of people flock to the French region of Normandy to commemorate the 80th anniversary of D-Day, local businesses there are capitalising on tourists' passion for World War II history. FRANCE 24's Leo McGuinn and our colleagues from France 2 report on this business of souvenir sales and historical re-enactments. Also in this edition, we look at the UK's fiscal debate and at one think tank's warning of a looming £33 billion deficit.

She get mad when I around— Buried these things like seeds; They put us in the ground, They didn't know we were trees; She sees me, retreats m She sees me, retreats Kaleena time he bc what was over there; They love us when we're big, ugly, ghetto and funny But Nothing But Nothing Your kind forces us to lie, I guess He wants me, but likes your eyes, I guess At least I tried, I guess At least you tried I guess This is not my violence This is not my war, I'm just fighting it Don't know what you did this for; Listen in to send the enemy I envy them They envy me But I'll do this thing independently I don't need your white supremacy Was thinking you could be a friend of me, But ended in a tantrum, Guess she's scared to see me elevated —still cant fuckin hater White girls are fuckin haters —but I can't fuckin hate em That's the mirror-mirror— She was hating so bad, She took her man with her I got bad manners around her She gets mad when I dance And this is how I found her In a trance: Now the iPhone tells her when to attack, I'll be right back to happy, But unfortunately for insomniac, I'm still black. How white woman's intolerance and fragility l have yet to mix well with black excellence. It was the second time the same woman—or at least the same type of woman had shown herself to be quite put off by just my mere presence—then again( it seemed like all of them were beginning to look and act the same, as they supposed they all saw us, anyway—but perhaps it was with the changing of the times that it was beginning to tire them; now we had become as a whole, at least into the medi, which if anything would only seek to divide us further—and it had. I could never trust these types of girls anymore to be friendly without the salt of distaste upon her brow, or a disdain entirely — Fuck it, I'm sick of this skin. I miss you all , at the Rock, you know Broadcast to the top of my eye, Through my heart and my lungs, But I'm too far from God, now, you know (I still can't turn it off, Now I have to wake up and get going, You know You're not always God, You become One You're not always lost, When in love You're just not home This was never my home, But an office I should owe deposits and faucets, But honest to awful, I want to stop talking, And fall into nothing From comas, Come up then From commas to sorries I'm not even colored! I'm borderline In black and white As seen on The Office As seen on Cops as seen on Is this a rock album, or what?! As seen on The screen Don't look at me Don't look at me It really keeps me safe and simple No one save me, Just let me lie naked and rot With my thoughts, And my Something Something Something Wishing Someone else would love me Pick another lover Throw a rock, And climb the mountain Let it roll, and He's really pissed about this little list I'm still glitching and flinching Over Kayla Lauren And “the girl who sung the water song” Is what they'll call her two years from now Why would Del Beatty pick me to compete Against his daughter— For diversity, Or just to push me to the end of extinction? The one who sings Adele will win this one, Just suffer longer, Soak a little Choke on your own thoughts Broadcast from the Rock, It's only Tuesday Just rehearsal Just a writing room, with no one in it But my homelessness Just another box With too much stuff inside to sort through Just another martyr in my eyes Who wants to leave this world behind By suicide Has anyone else noticed The motorcycle causes more disturbances, But only when I rub my pussy Or my tired eyes? Must be the feds, Cause the cops can't do shit Why call the cops, When they're not yet polished enough To detect a terrorist Who uses a Kawasaki To make sure my ex Continues to punch me Over and over And over and over Till I lose the words to my songs In the holes in my stomach This is fucked up I just wanna go surfing, And come home I can't go back, you know This attack on the blackness is facts, you know Likeness is what it attracts, you know You going to EDC? No! They don't want me there It's just now okay To stare in the mirror She can't hear us anymore, that's it. That's a wrap, I guess. “I guess” She knows We were all theatre fiends And weirdos, She knows We l all could have been friends, In another world And she knows Nobody knows where she goes When one show is over, Another just closed, And it's up close and personal Up close and personal It's a Rock Opera, a musical I suppose She knows Someone must have bugged her phone The whole house is bugged! Hidden cameras all over the place, And she knows, She'll never be safe And she'll never be home And no one can save her From Satan, Who takes over Everything And every body And all she knows; Until she just Where'd she go?! I don't know! Are you SERIOUS?! Earlier I had Kenan and Kel here, But it's been hell here— Between capital one and Amazon Someone loves the one who punched me More in than anyone could ever love me. Why would Jan make me a crying shame, If she thought we were all the same? She hated me. Just a tough grader, Hacked to her google, And back to the drawing bored— Story lord! Story lord! Glorified whore of the horror show, No Rocky Mountains, though a So far from the west coast, Cast out of shadows From the past From everlasting tragedy To ever after Have Jan and Andy accept my Grammy; And the Tony for Iambic Cause I just can't Goddamn stand it Being this black at all Or, Not black at all I guess that's my power I'm an actor, On behalf of The Blackness You're right, that was tragic. I have a sense of energy about these things. I have this— Elephant on my chest, And I just need to rest a bit more, Before I fast again, Because honestly, all of a sudden It hurts a lot more for digestion Than focus and concentration, Lately, I just can't fake it I love New York, But I hate the fame Without the money Every projects on a budget And everyone who sits below me looks like roaches And I'm hopeless, just hoping Thomas Edison and his little friends Don't shut the lights off Before I can book my show, But you know— This is getting really strange, cause Every day I'm more obsessed with Tina Fey And I can't even really say her name, Or the game we're playing I don't want to hurt nobody's family; It must have been grounds for damnation to say Anything, To say anything To say anything —and actually mean it (But for three days, She didn't say shit!) As was written This fame thing is getting legit, As was scripted, But being honest, I'm just breaking from the pressure of unknowingness What to do with this What to do with this That's a secret, you know! You just keep speaking in tongues, And leaving doors open behind you, when you should be closing them! You keep abandoning projects, And that album couldn't get done Without doing some Salt, What. She's cutting up salt. REALLY?! I don't want to talk about the hard stuff, no! I don't want to talk about passwords, Surfboards, flagships, Jo/hns, or bananas— I'd never talk again, If I didn't have to! Suddenly, the light got brighter; I like this album, I look just like that —he looks just like me, Or used to I don't want nobody no more I just want to Nothing. If Qualudes were standard in the 80's Why persecute a Namesake who shouldn't be Shrouded in shame As I am the same As I ever was, As we all are As he was And she was Was I there? A dark thought, then. Pause. Why isn't poverty listed as The main reason we can't see Or achieve world peace Why can't she see That I see her man staring back at me And I would be mad, too I might even be tantruming If that thing came in With an ass twice my size And starts dancing, Or, You know, just Working it out Cause these racists are trying to kill me With Satan— And he's even using babies I light candles She smokes newports He hires whores and consorts These people make me sick— But I just keep Writing them into my project Pretending that Maybe if I keep changing enough Something won't hate me enough to keep making me Suffer longer Surfs up in california, so You're going back to the homeless shelter! You're going back to the place where the niggers and immigrants fight over nothing Or California, where the weather is warm But you could be camping, so Best find a job, For the lights turn off Or you turn yourself out for Some business cards “And this is WHY she doesn't DESERVE her son!” It's like some telephonic interception The definition of intrusion and terrorism But who is there to call When there's no one at all And they're targeting all of the dark skinned Smart ones At least the ones that aren't fucking for stardom! Fucking cunts and fucking hypocrites Fucking shut the door Fuckig shut your mouth kid I ran down the mountain, Never to find my way back But I'm still in a blue eyed Trash can All the people are trash now! Tell me, What would you do, Tel was cute, But his wife was stupid— Why would he choose her? (Cause you're just a kid!) Here you are, just a ghost In one of the most racist, hateful places America hated you since grade school Suffer harder, suffer longer. Tell me what would you do, If the man who made your husband's mother Kill herself By the kiss of his fist, To the barrel of her gun Asked for the strands of your dead son's hair? tell me, What would you do If this wifebeater Asked for locks of your dead sons's hair?! TELL ME WHAT YOU DID WITH HIS HAIR! Now they're all acting strange like Satan But I'd rather eat a train to my face Than ever go back to Or even hear his voice again— If I'm behing honest It wasn't the cheating— It was the beating me —It runs in his family The malpractitioner of what should be Healer's Magic Shamanism Hypnotism It's a cynavle trick of hypocrisy He wants me dead and gone for walking off But all the monsters and skeletons in my closet Came from the Punch the clock Clocked in the Punch the clock Clocked in the Punch the clock (That's the ensemble, with the chorus ) At least I ran the mile I was going the distance (The ensemble and solo part switches, so I put them in different dimensions.) As least I ran the mile I was laughing and smiling —till I saw the sign on my arm Had forgotten me Once again That's why you don't date fans And you can't make friends In fame school You can make all you want But you just can't take it with you Nobody will sign you! Especially insomniac! Not cause you're black— You just can't get past this I just can't get past this. They're racists No, here's some black kids— But they're actors Attractions, For ticket sales Attractions, And ticket sales Attractions And ticket sales I hate competition, But I love Beyonce The pain in her voice on lemonade, it took me down a— Black, black holes Super nova, super nova I was Ivy, once, you know But now I'm Blū, too That's what the truth is Yesterday was good, But today, I just hate myself Yesterday was good, But today I just hate myself Yesterday was good, But I just hate the sound of raging neighbors Motorcycles, And fireworks— I'd rather hear gunshots At least that means Somebody's problems got solved, Of course, It also means A mother lost a sun And I missed another sunset Jacking off, Without a someone to Love me I saw my insignia Inside of your eye And collided here I guess I was a weaponized assassin Every lie I told, an act, Disguised as a question Designed for the highest power The man of the hour I guess I was just made to suffer, Everything I stole, Pots of gold at the end of the rainbow, Things they had stolen from us Food, clothes, jewlery, fruit and water Peace of mind and Justice, order, Education— Closing borders Now places the border collie above us, Dogs are so much more important than The star search is over The man of the year has been hired The president has been fired Discovered a liar, A thief And the world that collapsed behind her As she tried to Fall back onto All the impossible thoughts That were caught at the rock's antenna Caught on the rock's antenna We lost one Caught on the rock's antenna We lost another Caught on the rock's antenna We caught a story I was just thinking, How everything I did back in school— The actions for the words I never had before All the rejections, and reflections of the Repellant that my ugliness was Just a joke With my arms wide open You wouldn't even know this kid, if you saw her And you wouldn't even know this woman, if you met her You could never say her name, Because she hasn't one Ah, jeez, I really do like his swing —I really do love his wife, She's nice No wiki leaks For the children of celebrities Or their families With respect to privacy Which I already haven't Just for writing this I'm being honest Every time I lie It's cause the truth would just hurt harder What's the worst one ever? What was worse than to Put scars on her arms For the marks of the stars For the blood was just cursed For the curve on the pavement Did remind me We were driving Our bodies around the speedway Like race cars We race cars In race wars We raise stars Up from nothing We race cars In race wars We raise stars Up from nothing Come to EDC, with me. I wish, She says But that could never be —that could never be me. We race cars In race wars We raise scars Upon the lips, We left scars Upon the knuckles Sick of always watching Something just short of disturbing —always ever attracted to These things, which to me look like children —and with him, I had Nothing . Sploosh. What. That's what's happening now: SPLOOCH. You cannot DO this. I mean, I already did, technically. Well, it— Ajax Flac THIS CANNOT HAPPEN: What the fuck. Idk. I can't go back there. What happened. Nothing! Had it ever occurred that The soaks in saltwater Are taking her back to the ocean Where she belongs, But can't afford to go to Had it ever occurred to you that a quarter per word on this project Would have earned you Exactly enough To keep going. What it boils down to was, The news today is Cloudy with a chance of That dance was awesome That wasn't a dance, It was a brutal attack On Jimmy Fallon. Finally. Thank you, No pictures, please god BLESS the paparazzi! Now that's the positivity We called for in the first place She slated and named it But that was before the first take The cut takes The cut takes Thank you, No pictures please God DAMN this paparazzi That's how they caught me Holding hands In the back was The white rabbit In his arms was Alice in Wonderland And I'm still jealous, And a little mad It's just a metaphor For the equator SOUTH. Than you, No pictures please Fuck the paparazzi Fuck the paparazzi Fuck, Nobody loves me anymore I gottta make some more Art Some more love Some more movies GOD BLESS THE PAPPARAZZI (It's still a rock opera) I gotta make some more Soup Some more food for these people More shoes for the children More monies to burn No more time at the Grammy awards It was always postmortem Cause I just don't When she grows up, She'll realize How wrong this all was… In the hallways, It was awkward In the walkways It was all over the news When she gets older She'll realize how much wrongness was Put onto her STOP SUPPORTING A WIFEBEATER he used me to get to Nevada To drink and buy whores with the money We were supposed to pay bills with I was his alarm clock He kicked my dog And OH YEAH HE PUNCHED ME so shut up, Federal government Get out of my google documents If you want me to kill myself, Send some more coughers You just gotta love these robot— Ok, That crechedo was awesome. Fuck this nigga, though I took nothing from him, But he wants me to end in the “She struggled with mental illness” Haven't you realized, in this country Being black is a synonym for Mental illness Cause something was always wrong with us Cause we can't belong with them So fuck off Get the fuck out of my head Get the fuck out of my google documents So fuck oft Stop bringing up my husband Stop sponsoring a wifebeater and pedophile Stop believing HIS story Cause if anything History shows us that HIS side of the story was WRONG. The eye knows All I know And all I know is The eye is the eye And I just want to die Cause I can't get the guys I like The eye knows All I know And all I know is The eye is inside me And I just want to die Rather than fight this They eye knows All I know And all I know is All there is to know, Until there's more to know And there's always more to know, More than to meets the eye And the eye is the eye ️ Even if it was unintentional, there was something so sinister and evil about her that no trust could be formed, try as I might, to cease the war of worlds between us. Something so evil and so dark that, for the life of me I could not forage a single tear more, as I wept only moments before in fear of her and her cruel clansmen— a brotherhood—or rather even—sisterhood of outright selfish power, greed, and hostility; It was around midnight, as I soaked peacefully in the tub—peacefully—being the key word; the first relax in the chaotic uprising of the Equinox day—her spirit was evil as could be, two empty blue eyes like the nothingness that loomed, sitting in the corner of the hallway, ready only to be filled with nothing. The white women had made it to a world where the love had been bred out of them, in the sheer and unwitting hierarchy of white power which was set to foil itself in its own nation; a race which had gone nearly extinct, by sheer racism and hatred alone. Fuck this dumb fucking bitch. ‘You wanted the psychological terrorism, right? Now you've got it. ‘ You've got another thing coming if you want to ride on the coattails of dead children to bring about the secrets of an unknown world, lost to you in the weakening of your gene pool amidst the servitude of all who have known less, but now know more of a Kingdom which it will be many many times before you will ever see. What a wicked, wicked race. If you think there's such a thing. Only currency has made it so that you and me are so unlike that one in the same remains as such an atrocity; but you see— before we go making mistakes, we take names, and numbers; I was done with you before even your time was up, and that's how much worse is coming for her. For a girl who hardly cooks or ever cleans, midnight is an odd hour to run the vacuum cleaner, and as much as a white woman may forage the ugly wrinkles to sink into her eyes around the age of 24 or 25 by using her beady little bird brained blue eyes to twist and bend the will of those around her, those wonderful, gorgeous, hazardous, toxic little blue things would never again work on me. It seemed the blue eyed devil was real indeed, no matter how hard I had intentionally originally suspended my disbelief. ‘What an ugly little thing.' I shrugged. I guess they wanted the Phoenixx However, Fuck that alias, And any of his namesakes, Back to hell from whence it came, The demon which has conquered My dear next door neighbor Adriene Heal her from these afflictions, Fix the blindness from her eyes that she may see truth, and give light; Rather than to just take it Amen I used to like people— It didn't matter what color they are But once you start acting like That Fuck these assholes. They started it THE RACE WAR but I'm sure goddamn gonna finish it. Fuck this place. IF YOU DONT LIKE IT, THEN LEAVE. MAKE SOME MONEY. Fuck your fucking minimum wage— JUST SHOOT ME. What. [A POLICE STANDOFF] Oh please. This could never happen in New York City. Why not I don't got time for this. *blat-blat* Ok, it's done. Did you finish that script yet? Jesus, you're drunk at four in the morning. Is it four? Do I care? You said you liked his eyes— —and his smile. Which John is this again? The one who paid more than the rest of them. Who said there's a charge for this. There's a charge for this. Look, I'm desperate. Sir, I'm gonna need you to say your lines a little more convincingly. Whatever I did. I hate her. I hate him. Just—fuck it. Pray for them. Are you serious? Idk wtf is in this bitch but– Scariest fast ever. Nah, I need to get away from … That was super demonic, I'm not gonna lie No shit. I still have all this paperwork, with his name and birthday all the fuck over it. So get rid of it. Seems to have affected my entire nervous system. Look, every time I try to do this, something really bad and miserable happens and I get extremely sick. I will kill you with every possible weapon that I have. Just create something and make all this anxiety worth it. I'm going to bed. I'm going to kill you in your sleep. I'm glad you heard that. No arguments, I'm glad I said it. Now I know too well, The well of tears on my guitar She's got a body like one Oh her curves But I just wonder what it like to be loved By stars Socialites and superstars They're Gods, you know How high up they are Above us And he lives in an ascended dimension, But he insists, he says Her transcendence is upon us He said Your transcendence is upon us He says these things, And then just vanishes So she gets up promptly Warms up yesterday's coffee Looks around in her coffin And wonders What for I just Wonder what it's like to be loved by stars Without double r's, you know I've got scars But it's mostly just Teardrops, and soft kisses On my guitar Cause, oh, Oli, I ain't got nobody— And nobody holds me Like I hold Oli (Could have been Ali, But of course— I had already lost that one A whole well of tears, I lost At his departure And a whole well more When I actually lost him I almost miss Having someone to talk to About anything and everything But I've got Oli And God now I've got Oli And Oli (oli) Is all that I've got Besides God That's the only contact In my Phone book No more double Ls And double entendres; No more double rs At all Just scars now No more metaphors. Honest is radical I like them cynical I should have clinical insanity by now But I'm only just an artist You can't help But can only harm that And if it hurts hard enough I'll put art on my walls Become permanent Storybooks all over my arms now My coat of arms now I've run Ten point 5 miles In the last 3 days; But if I rest today Will a motorcycle gang Have a parade outside of my window, To drive me crazy? I hope it rains, So they can't play these games with my head And the seeds that I planted So deep become daisies I still don't remember The way he rearranged me But these days I make my name sound So the way He can never say it Just imitates The way I hate myself I should be dating But expressions are Atrocious If I fall asleep— Who knows I may get Stolen That tends to happen So I'm All the way up And I'm swollen in ways That I hate to say “I love you” Love me back Or say it harder That's my martyrdom Come off the cross, for a moment, Would you for us? And bend over Or bow, if you will? If I did, Would you still call me wicked Or just a Good witch Since I'm a woman, I just couldn't be Jesus, Who you asked for once And always Who you asked for some To save you from your Credit reports And consorts Or some sort of Nonsense [famous last words] God don't speak much English, She says God don't speak much these days We were Always Telepathic That was way back then When Oedipus Rex Was on the Guest list I was standing at the coat check, asking Why I must take off my hat When entering the service To the bouncer, he says “That's just politics” I said, That's just politics We both said, What's the difference Then we all laughed —then we all just laughed and laughed Exchange is my favorite exchange Where my favorite exchanges Have happened for centuries Of engagements Endeared species, And races pieces haven't tasted the same Since I haven't had them Animal products And animal planet I found this hat on Discovery channel Did you want it? I can't stand it So I had to have it back I just had to use the bathroom I just had to disconnect From [] See— I don't even have to put the words in Cause a name is just words When that's a man You just can't have And that's the worse When that's a man And you can't have him What a habit. Silky rabbit. Now he's the Ace. All In A Day's Work I've never died before. Oh… that is terrifying. It sounds terrible. It's really not that bad. Why are you not writing this down? I just need a moment… It's really not that bad… I die all the time. I get sensory overload At Trader Joe's Look at the colors The clothes, This sure isn't queensborough Escalators for shopping carts I get it Manhattan I'll take my half BLVCK ass to the projects Where my kind are I don't belong here , God you're intolerant I like this part of town But I'm way too brown And I dropped my crown at the market I should be jealous of everyone But I have learned my place I've been a slave since Hollywood I lost my son to the devil Now I pay child support And terrorist follow me coughing I'm wrong just for being born ! You could start a war from it If that's what you wanted I'm a people watcher people watcher About to board the people mover People mover Slip, Here's the tell Slip, here's the tell I should have a bell around my neck I think she wanted a picture with papa I'm playin my own paparazzi Look mom, I bought a sacafagus There go them niggas with coughs again I been watching em Got binoculars I got oculus, for my oculars Look how hot he is, make me ovulate Man I gotta love it, Cause they love to hate Fucking racist crazies Have it your way I paid for it with my soul You hate but I love to love Somebody just got me fuckes up I don't have a book to run off of Shut up, honey. Now we're all up here Monkey in the middle Cause the middle one is weaker It's getting deeper and deeper Like the sinkhole that my sink is Let it sink in I've been syncing my secrets with demons In dreams sequences It's just a reparative injustice Kamasutra for your wondering words and stuff You can have it It's ruined anyway m Look at all this trash Look at all these classless classes Classwars, Racists. Everybody hates us The Asians, Latinx's The other niggas What being black is I'll write it in cursive It's just a curse, here So you can have it I'm moving to Heaven I'm packing my boxes I'm getting a cat, too! His name is Agustus He's a big one And I love him I just wanted a hug or a husband Instead I got nothing to trying my hardest And got for a bargain at target some coffee For being a targeted body All on an algorithm I guess I'm just useless. A dumb nigger demon Did I just offend you? Then you shouldn't be reading this either I wrote it for pleasure (Or pain) On the one Or the two Or the one Or the two I could do a lot with this $20. I could spend it all on Fuck all of you I'm moving to Heaven Where the heart it She's not harmless She's a terrorist— And I'll kill her, too Look how right she is Look how white she is, Huh Regardless of color It's a race war Lil biiiiitzzz Yooo, fuck New York. In every hole. In every crevice. Fuck this place. It's racist— Not just cause I'm black. Like statistically. It took a whole ass apartment elsesrch to feature this out. I was like “I wanna live in Manhattan” Everyone was like “NOOOOOOOO—-“ Haha “Nooo, no.” I was like “Why not?” The blacks were like: HAHA The whites were like— *COUGHS OBNOXIOUSLY* New York is so racist. It is statistically the most diverse—and most segregated city in the nation At the same time. WHAT. How do you even DO that? But it's true, at this point, the black people are like—fuck this, we'll just stay over here, and over here. And the rich whites are like YES. KEEP THAT SHIT, OVER THERE. Cause if you've ever been to the ghetto. It's some SHIT, It is NOT COOL. I finally got my ‘night card' back. Had it revoked in california . I was almost a whole valley girl. I still eat exclusively at Whole Foods. Trader Joe's. But NO. Now i live in the hood. It's fucking disgusting. I can say ‘nigga' again. Cause it's NIGGAS. Lots of niggas. I'm telling you. It's night and day! The white folks trains smell like bleach— Ammonia. The black folks train smell like a McDonald's. WHAT. Or just— Vomit. I can actually count the number of times just— Vomit—- On the train. Or. Dookie. Yes. Human feces. But I'm ready to go to midtown and it's like the train that goes around Disneyland. Families! People singing! Hey—cotton candy!! —and I didn't have to pick it! Haha! Fuck New York. Racist ass HOLE. I thought surely the next presidential election was one or two years out, but the racial tensions which had been rising became even more pronounced, as I realized that November was theboncoming time—and that they hostility between the whites and the blacks had once again been a result as the oncoming war, fueled onward—that the hatred, disgust, and general aggression of the whites had been of course, in the midsts of yet another Trump-fueled political upheaval, and I wondered why and how at all I had been caught in such a world that existed in form of man, of course, now proven himself to be the weaker sex, and yet in that of dominance, as was arranged in such an unholy war, to be the helm of power by sheer greed— now it seemed that these attacks were indeed political terrorism, and that these motorcyclists, my placement close to the ground level, and my neighbor's clammorings were specific attacks, after my identity had been varied to be that of the same in which I had once held political ambition, now none of which I assumed mattered at all. Perhaps I needed something more certain than a 12 story jump or suicide by train, and wondered as to whether it would be easy enough to kill myself bh self inflicted gunshot—a sure thing for certain, as love has been lost in the way of money at all. At that party…or rather, kind of—after. That acid that never hit Beyoncé I don't feel it. Man, I'm a terrible influence(r) Just take it. Nah, I'm good— PUSSY. -_- Give me three. K. —suddenly hits BEYONCÉ. BEYONCÉ …I got this. [BEYONCE] however, does not Ohh, shit. — “got this.” A very stranded, very sober Johnny depp stumbles upon what appears to be a college frat party, where the only thing they have is light beer, and nobody even recognizes him as a celebrity, because the attendees are all gen z What's even after gen z? The fucking apocalypse. Anyway. The acid hits Beyoncé on her way to make coffee, which extends the trip from the living room to the kitchen infinitely. Multidimensional Anne Hathaway hulks the fuck out and saves the day by ruining everything, which actually fixes everything— and *spoiler* helps Jesus to remain as the king of kings at beer pong. Lol In the late 90s in New York City, the keystone cast of Saturday night live learns of each other's formerly sexret psychic abilities, and uses the radio technologies of Rockefeller plaza to develop a research center for the telepathically gifted, eventually discovering and perfecting time travel. Supacree (the kid version) appears in and out of her ideal and desired realities, baffling ‘the Hollywood people' and later ‘the New York people', becoming the legendary central figure of the Illuminati, as the original timepiece — a pyramid shaped extra terrestrial vehicle which contains an ascended hyper conciousness, which I can't remember how it goes, did the supacree leave to find the Skrillex, or was it the other way around? I think it was both ways at some point, but the whole thing was this, just in case I never wrote it but just saw— These space god (humanoid evolved) are some kind of scientists/ doctors— there are four timepieces, each representing an era upon our planet; earth, which is distant but sacred— these four time pieces each depart their given “docs” in time to appear on earth at specific Fuck this is hard to explain Times in history, at which the first worlds, or previous human eras were known to have been destroyed— these time pieces travel through time space with the full record of these events in order to alert the current human era of its imminent doom, as an attempt to prevent such disasterous events, typically war, which will lead to the annihilation of the human species; these Gods, one male and one female, a king and queen, a married couple are the rules of the humankind, technically worshiped as a whole as one God, with whom the human design was modeled after, however, the true source of all things is the cosmos, known and unknown, in its totality—neither man or woman, but the force of creation. Anyway, what else is happening Oh. All of the celebrities are stuck in— [the festival project] in some way, shape, or form until its creator finishes it—and though it in itself is infinite, its 'finishing' notates its eventual production, which lol. That is never going to happen. Because. Let's face it. I'm scared of …rich people. Yeah, sure. Yeah. I'm scared of The effect of the race war, which has been to pit the white woman against the black woman, which allows and maintains the continuation of war mongering male dominance over the entire planet, which remains as a destructive force of greed, racism, and inequality. So why try “Trying Is Doing” -The Isms {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

Chief Lenart talks water rescue with Storm Ambulance & Rescue Corps CT Mike Witek.

Nevermind, I don't have time for this You see these diamonds in my eyes That means I shine for this Turn water into wine for this Make and serve dinner Bake dessert fiz irst Finish n sip syszurup Skip the slip Lizards Thistwerks biizerk Swerve yer learning curves Ya sure deserve this I don't be counting out bars For the verses Iceberg under the surface | | | You're the worst You deserve the Don't want none of that swag All black No brands All black What's that Don't ask Step back Just look at these hands Inside Outside Slide to the left Uptown Downtown I'm up next I'm a look around for a minute, Then dip Come take a trip Skip: A new mission I got to Turn around Put it down Take a breath Put it back Like damn What's that I run it over and over (uh) I better run for the coast (unh) If it's not open it's closed (it's not open) When it closes another one opens (I don't know) idk 2. Hubble | The Celvet Wave Yous a dick rider I am the decider of deciders I am the inspirer I still go side to side with it I'm higher than the hirer: ‍♀️ I fired you Eyes are getting wider and wider Wisest of the wiser, I sir— I surf-board, I sure does Ride ya Tidal That's the [Title] You can't tell me nothin I throw you in the dumpster I don't want to know you I don't owe you nothin Nonsense! I'm a walking art project You end up in the garbage (uh huh) (Alright ) (You know what it is) What it is— where we going What it is Where we going I was in the 212 Like, “Call me when the sky is blue” Devil is a liar, boo Double multiplier: two (Times two) Made the Times Square a cube! (Times two) (Tututu) I'm not gonna die till my eyes are Nylon Multilinguist, extinguished Klingon, Engllish KonichiwavhThis: My show's on No hoes exposed so I throw some clothes on Improv pros so I blow the show off So swole the whole house come down The whole house come down The whole house come down Woah Hi my blood Heavy like hot rain Waffles & Surup tho First 4 counts, Clips What the FUCK— DEX, (I got no Rolodex, not yet) I thought we were friends! Fuckthatshit (You're my sister, you're a snitch!) BangbangYouredead I'm the bay harbor butcher, Don't push me! That's how it ends (it is what it is) Can't make amends (I'm a genius, I guess) Drop the body Hide the prints! Now you're stuck inside my head I'll be back! No you won't Miami, ocean Deb is gone, now Deb's a ghost Put some rocks in, She no float (Salt water) Illuminati, swear to God (Work harder) Illuminati what the fuck Swear to God I wrote the plot What show you on? The one I wrote Illuminati stole my notes Now I'm Deb, And Deb's a ghost I call him Dexter, He the butcher Take a picture, Slit your *screams* I see what you mean Ice cream truck; First season, Deb's a prostitute, (I'm a COP) Finale season Deb's is gone, Deb's a ghost I am Dexter Slit your throat Illuminati stole my notes! Illuminati bugged my phone Caught me plotting I wrote new blood Woah sir, I'm awesome I know I wrote the plot for this I am not an officer, Not Illuminati Hahaha Charade you are I wrote the plot (Yes you are) Be careful sir! I wrote the plot! Somebody stole my google docs And hacked my phone Now Deb's a ghost Case closed. The case went closed Cause Deb's a ghost Harrison is in Los Angeles My new shit is coming on Not Illuminati God is plotting all the shows I ever wrote Deb is gone, cause Deb's a ghost. Better tha urs Hey victor I licked her Get a taste of my elixir; Like damn, I miss her! You're worthless; Papers, get served Surfs up I just swerved At work, just Do no disturb Put diamonds under this earth You're nervous; Suck my dick, sir Uh! Like damn Wait, this my track Nevermind just roll that back Like Uhh What was the hook Now this is the hook New password: Notebooks Like yeah— What's good? In Brooklyn reppin my hood Like yeah What's good? Alaska, Repping my hood Like yeah, What's good So Cal I'm back in my hood (South Side) Like yeah What's good In Cali Back in my hood (That's my hood) I am the new drill sergeant No McDonald's, bro Don't want that I got oats all on my stomach I got cornbread All in my notebooks Damn Got that? Bananas I make bread That's word— You're pigeons I'm rich, You're broke We're not synonyms; I'm the one who stole your divedends! WOAH What's that? Code words, I'm so indegenous Smoke signals I blow remedies I flow so hoes stay friends with me Snow globe Just don't throw hands at me! Yo! New York shit: Yeeted the pizzas New York shit Eating the pizza. New York shit Back in Manhattan New Person Black don't crack Don't crack Don't crack New hotel Back at the plaza That's a rap I'm a rapper I put the canon in camera Hammer pants Hiding the ass that you can't touch! Hey victor I licked her I'm sick of the metal defectors And shift work Shit hurts Get cursed I just surfed YO. (Loudy) Bubblegum Put em up! This is a stick up So Put em up! Stick you up Bubblegum Bubblegum I pull up Swift, I'm like Taylor I pull up Sticky like bubblegum Stick you up Here I come I got a lot of em, Hats and my habits is bad But I rob you doe Bubblegum Bubblegum Bubblegum Colors on colors But on my rims And my e da? This is chrome I aim at your dome Like “Where are you from?” Bitch are you dumb?! I don't even know you Get me a roll of the bubblegum Some for the homies Now open the drawer Like you're poppin a bubble: Gun/ Bubblegum Bubblegum Bubblegum Look Put em up! This is a stick up So Put em up! Stick you up Bubblegum Bubblegum I pull up Swift, I'm like Taylor I pull up Sticky like bubblegum Stick you up Here I come I got a lot of em, Hats and my habits is bad But I rob you doe Bubblegum Bubblegum Bubblegum Colors on colors But on my rims And my e da? This is chrome I aim at your dome Like “Where are you from?” Bitch are you dumb?! I don't even know you Get me a roll of the bubblegum Some for the homies Now open the drawer Like you're poppin a bubble: Gun/ Bubblegum Bubblegum Bubblegum Look 2 forte Guess the surfs up Watch me surf on Sunday After service (Church on Sundays) Pop up clubs, yuh Pop up all day Pop up /pop-tarts Pop up all day I'm that guy Can't close my eyelids Watch me fly by Friday, I'm up 5 days, ain't no day job makes this pay meant I got places to be I just shapeshift Can't explain this Limited action Guess this is Limited attraction I got limited edition hats In my backsplash, That's clutch Huh You brought a gun to a knife fight One punch man Got 3 hole punch That's right Now I'm up every night I got five eyes Remember that time that you Lied on me Lights on Get this I spin subliminal images Interest in the interest I mutated to Skrillex Get it? The best time to wear a striped sweater: Is never! You better do better, I'm never ever ready for sweater weather Tell Ever Ed Edd and Eddy Get ready for bed, Cause well fed and after dinner Dessert — I'm definitely the bread winner Smirk Shout out to cool herc My heart is purple, cause the world hurts Went into the army and deserted em I probably deserved to win, But I was not as Worth it as her, to sleep with Bitch which side you is in 8 male sandwhiches in My new kitchen Pay attention I love meat, But I don't eat chicken! Click click click I take your picture Paparazzi This is it I guess I'm Michael I'm a thriller I was big But I got thinner— What's up 2 forte Guess the surfs up Watch me surf on Sunday After service (Church on Sundays) Pop up clubs, yuh Pop up all day Pop up /pop-tarts Pop up all day I'm that guy Can't close my eyelids Watch me fly by Friday, I'm up 5 days, ain't no day job makes this pay meant I got places to be I just shapeshift Can't explain this Limited action Guess this is Limited attraction I got limited edition hats In my backsplash, That's clutch Huh You brought a gun to a knife fight One punch man Got 3 hole punch That's right Now I'm up every night I got five eyes Remember that time that you Lied on me Lights on Get this I spin subliminal images Interest in the interest I mutated to Skrillex Get it? The best time to wear a striped sweater: Is never! You better do better, I'm never ever ready for sweater weather Tell Ever Ed Edd and Eddy Get ready for bed, Cause well fed and after dinner Dessert — I'm definitely the bread winner Smirk Shout out to cool herc My heart is purple, cause the world hurts Went into the army and deserted em I probably deserved to win, But I was not as Worth it as her, to sleep with Bitch which side you is in 8 male sandwhiches in My new kitchen Pay attention I love meat, But I don't eat chicken! Click click click I take your picture Paparazzi This is it I guess I'm Michael I'm a thriller I was big But I got thinner— What's up I walk on the boulevard See my name on walk of stars This tattoo my code of arms Now I'm on the walk of stars School of rock All of you Dan suck my cock Rick and Morty M the doctor back to future Now I'm Marty What year you think this sprinter is I don't really give a shit! I want it so I bought it This shit is ten thousand verses “Deliver us from Eva “ What?! She's like, evil, I tell you! Ooh, I've never seen Eva Longoria as a villain before… Kinda. GABY You're not wearing that, are you? Why( what's wrong? Take it off now, Why what's wrong. Take it off now, or I'll kill you. With what, you're like 4 foot— [she rips open her dress revealing a GOD BODY AAAAAAHHH, MY EYES [traffix outside crashes] [plane falls from sky] Kinesthetics. [helicopter crash— Bigfoot is a peeping Tom; falls out of tree] That was worth it. Yeah. V.O. Once you start training in transit trainers, There's no going back. Two waist trainers, really. What, did you really think I was like— Jennifer Aniston I just thought you were two inches fatter. What?! It only adds like a centimeter! A centimeter is two inches on camera. I'm not doing anything on camera. I beg to differ. Don't beg, Jimmy Fallon In that other dimension: PLEASE. NO, PLEASE, just— NO. JIMMU FALLON. I'm not a writer. TINA FEY *gasp* AMY Shuunber —sure. Last night I set a fire ther burned at at lesst 750 degrees 1477 degrees— GO OH SHIT. 13 stories above Brooklyn, Atop of ancient holy lands I'm sure existed some several hundred thousand years ago HERE? LAND IT HERE. WHY HERE. Because it's there! There's nothing there! LAND IT TIGHT GET IT RIGHT GET IT RIGHT, Get it tight!!! {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.

Researchers at Washington University School of Medicine have discovered an intriguing function of neurons during sleep. They found that neurons activate in rhythmic waves to drive fluid through the brain, effectively flushing out metabolic waste and other toxins. Surfs up, and your brain gets cleaned. This cleaning action is crucial because it helps prevent the buildup that can lead to neurodegenerative diseases such as Alzheimer's and Parkinson's. The process of cleaning the brain, however, is complex. As we sleep, the cerebrospinal fluid that bathes the brain tissues collects debris and must navigate through a dense network of cells before it can be expelled. This study revealed that synchronized neural activity is what propels this fluid through the brain, with the waves generated by the neurons acting much like a pump. The implications of this research are profound, particularly in our understanding and potential treatment of neurological conditions. Li-Feng Jiang-Xie, a postdoctoral researcher and the first author of the study, proposes that bolstering this natural cleaning process could be a viable strategy to delay or even prevent the onset of neurodegenerative diseases, a breakthrough that could revolutionize healthcare. Once again, we are learning more and more about the importance of sleep and brain health, performance, and optimization. **Published on Feb. 28th, 2014, Journal of Nature. Sleep Brainwaves Flush Brain of Waste. Li-Feng Jiang-Xie et al. QUOTES BY DR. BRAY “We can change our attitude in less than 30 minutes with the right tools!” “When you have someone cheering you on, it's easier to believe in yourself.” “Get some sleep and do some I CAN!”

Can anyone beats Jannik Sinner? The answer is no. Grigor Dimitrov makes a splash in Miami, while Americans sweep on the women's side.

Notre 1ère invitée s'appelle Laryssa Kim.Basée à Bruxelles, Laryssa Kim est une chanteuse et compositrice italo-congolaise. Son premier album, Contezza, est sorti en 2024 sur le label City Tracks. Contezza représente le chemin de la prison mentale à la libération, vers un amour mature vaste et inconditionnel pour la vie, pour soi-même et pour les autres. Ses premières incursions dans la musique ont eu lieu à Rome où elle écrivait et se produisait avec des musiciens de reggae et des DJ. Une période qui lui a permis de consolider ses forces instinctives à travers le live. En 2008, elle déménage à Amsterdam et s'immerge dans la danse contemporaine et le théâtre. Basée à Bruxelles depuis 2013, Laryssa a confirmé son intérêt pour l'électroacoustique en complétant un programme de master au Conservatoire Royal de Mons en composition musicale acousmatique.On pénètre dans « Contezza » comme on sombre dans un sommeil duveteux. Durant ces trois premières pistes, Laryssa Kim nous emmène donc aux confins de sa contezza, un mot italien ancien et éculé signifiant « conscience ». Jouant avec les langues comme avec les sons, comme autant d'artefacts invisibles témoignant de ses origines italo-congolaises, Laryssa se meut dans l'hybride et les contrastes.Carrefour où se rencontrent Brian Eno, Enya et Erykah Badu, Contezza est donc affaire de voyage intérieur. Le résultat d'un repli qui, comme pour la majorité des humains en 2020, survient avec la pandémie de Covid-19. Certaine de devoir mettre un terme à sa carrière, Laryssa profite surtout de cette pause forcée pour approfondir sa connaissance des pratiques de méditation et sa curiosité pour l'ésotérisme, l'astrologie, la magie, les oracles chinois. Tout en gardant farouchement les pieds sur terre, Laryssa s'autorise à jouer avec les signes et les sens. Instinctivement, c'est d'amour qu'elle veut parler sur ce nouvel album. L'amour et ses déceptions, mais aussi ce qu'il peut nous apprendre sur nous-mêmes, lorsqu'il s'évanouit comme un rêve, comme une marée faite de plaisirs et d'angoisses, miroirs de nos failles les plus mystérieuses. À l'instar des grands maîtres d'une esthétique clair-obscur, par-delà bien et mal, que sont David Lynch et Miyazaki. Très vite, elle conçoit l'album comme un processus rituel, magique : un exorcisme par la beauté lui permettant d'éloigner un mauvais œil qu'elle suspecte lui coller à la peau. Loin de donner des leçons, Laryssa invite humblement à l'introspection créative, à l'invention perpétuelle de soi, sans répit, au gré du jeu et de l'ouverture aux détails infinis du quotidien. Comme le bourdonnement du frigo ou l'horloge des toilettes de sa mère, à Rome, qui trouvent une nouvelle place dans les mini-univers oniriques de la contezza de Laryssa, à la fois ancienne et tournée vers les techniques de composition les plus contemporaines. Une exploration spirituelle en soi-même que Laryssa envisage à la manière d'un Jodorowski : profonde et fondamentalement ludique à la fois, loin des certitudes et des dogmes dangereux…Morceaux interprétés au grand studio- L'Attente Live RFI- Blue Velvet, extrait de l'album- Ma Chi Sei Live RFI. Line Up : Laryssa Kim, voix, machines.Son : Mathias Taylor & Jérémie Besset.► Album Contezza (City Tracks 2024). Puis nous recevons l'artiste québécoise Terez Montcalm pour la sortie de Step OutEn plus de trente ans de carrière, la Québécoise Thérèse Montcalm (Térez à la scène) publie enfin son dixième album Step Out. Elle a pris le temps pour le concevoir, puisque son prédécesseur date de neuf ans déjà. Et comme elle aime surprendre, après avoir alterné disques en français («Risque», «Parle Pas Si Fort», «Quand On S'Aime»…) et en anglais, oscillant tour à tour entre jazz, rock et chanson («Voodoo», «Songs For Shirley Horn»), c'est en compagnie du fameux guitariste français Jean-Marie Ecay (et sous l'égide du producteur Régis Ceccarelli, fils d'André, dit «Dédé», ainsi que de l'ingénierie du célèbre Dominique Blanc-Francard) qu'elle nous revient pour un album cédant cette fois la part belle à cette bonne vieille soul intemporelle. S'ouvrant sur la même rhythm pattern que le «What's Going On» de Marvin Gaye (qu'évoque également «Holding On»), la plage titulaire démontre que le temps n'a pas de prise sur le timbre rauque, puissant et écorché de la grande Térez. La guitare d'Ecay et les arrangements de Ceccarelli s'appuient fermement sur le groove qu'y imprime la paire rythmique que constituent les excellents Laurent Vernerey (Laurent Voulzy, Jean-Louis Aubert, Albin de la Simone… basse) et Nicolas Viccaro (batterie). Au registre des covers particulièrement bien senties, on distinguera celles du «She's Not There» des Zombies (également repris en son temps par Santana), du «Be My Baby» de Spector via les Ronettes (en deux versions, une langoureuse et une exaltée), du «Don't Make Me Over» de David et Bacharach (tel qu'adapté chez nous par les Surfs sous le titre «T'en Vas Pas Comme Ça»), ainsi que du «Reach Out I'll Be There» des Four Tops (dont Claude François fit ce «J'attendrai» qu'elle interprète également ici d'une poignante manière), du «T.R.O.U.B.L.E» de Leiber et Stoller via Elvis et du «Lady Day And John Coltrane» du regretté Gil Scott-Heron (avec le trombone de Philippe Georges).Morceaux interprétés au grand studio- J'attendrai Live RFI- Lady Day, extrait de l'album- Be my Baby Live RFI voir clip. Line Up : Terez Montcalm, guitare-voix, Jean-Marie Ecay à la guitare. Son : Benoît Letirant & Mathias Taylor.► Album Step out (Spectra Music / Side Street Music / L'autre Dist. 2024).Concert 26 mars 2024 au studio de l'Ermitage.

Notre 1ère invitée s'appelle Laryssa Kim.Basée à Bruxelles, Laryssa Kim est une chanteuse et compositrice italo-congolaise. Son premier album, Contezza, est sorti en 2024 sur le label City Tracks. Contezza représente le chemin de la prison mentale à la libération, vers un amour mature vaste et inconditionnel pour la vie, pour soi-même et pour les autres. Ses premières incursions dans la musique ont eu lieu à Rome où elle écrivait et se produisait avec des musiciens de reggae et des DJ. Une période qui lui a permis de consolider ses forces instinctives à travers le live. En 2008, elle déménage à Amsterdam et s'immerge dans la danse contemporaine et le théâtre. Basée à Bruxelles depuis 2013, Laryssa a confirmé son intérêt pour l'électroacoustique en complétant un programme de master au Conservatoire Royal de Mons en composition musicale acousmatique.On pénètre dans « Contezza » comme on sombre dans un sommeil duveteux. Durant ces trois premières pistes, Laryssa Kim nous emmène donc aux confins de sa contezza, un mot italien ancien et éculé signifiant « conscience ». Jouant avec les langues comme avec les sons, comme autant d'artefacts invisibles témoignant de ses origines italo-congolaises, Laryssa se meut dans l'hybride et les contrastes.Carrefour où se rencontrent Brian Eno, Enya et Erykah Badu, Contezza est donc affaire de voyage intérieur. Le résultat d'un repli qui, comme pour la majorité des humains en 2020, survient avec la pandémie de Covid-19. Certaine de devoir mettre un terme à sa carrière, Laryssa profite surtout de cette pause forcée pour approfondir sa connaissance des pratiques de méditation et sa curiosité pour l'ésotérisme, l'astrologie, la magie, les oracles chinois. Tout en gardant farouchement les pieds sur terre, Laryssa s'autorise à jouer avec les signes et les sens. Instinctivement, c'est d'amour qu'elle veut parler sur ce nouvel album. L'amour et ses déceptions, mais aussi ce qu'il peut nous apprendre sur nous-mêmes, lorsqu'il s'évanouit comme un rêve, comme une marée faite de plaisirs et d'angoisses, miroirs de nos failles les plus mystérieuses. À l'instar des grands maîtres d'une esthétique clair-obscur, par-delà bien et mal, que sont David Lynch et Miyazaki. Très vite, elle conçoit l'album comme un processus rituel, magique : un exorcisme par la beauté lui permettant d'éloigner un mauvais œil qu'elle suspecte lui coller à la peau. Loin de donner des leçons, Laryssa invite humblement à l'introspection créative, à l'invention perpétuelle de soi, sans répit, au gré du jeu et de l'ouverture aux détails infinis du quotidien. Comme le bourdonnement du frigo ou l'horloge des toilettes de sa mère, à Rome, qui trouvent une nouvelle place dans les mini-univers oniriques de la contezza de Laryssa, à la fois ancienne et tournée vers les techniques de composition les plus contemporaines. Une exploration spirituelle en soi-même que Laryssa envisage à la manière d'un Jodorowski : profonde et fondamentalement ludique à la fois, loin des certitudes et des dogmes dangereux…Morceaux interprétés au grand studio- L'Attente Live RFI- Blue Velvet, extrait de l'album- Ma Chi Sei Live RFI. Line Up : Laryssa Kim, voix, machines.Son : Mathias Taylor & Jérémie Besset.► Album Contezza (City Tracks 2024). Puis nous recevons l'artiste québécoise Terez Montcalm pour la sortie de Step OutEn plus de trente ans de carrière, la Québécoise Thérèse Montcalm (Térez à la scène) publie enfin son dixième album Step Out. Elle a pris le temps pour le concevoir, puisque son prédécesseur date de neuf ans déjà. Et comme elle aime surprendre, après avoir alterné disques en français («Risque», «Parle Pas Si Fort», «Quand On S'Aime»…) et en anglais, oscillant tour à tour entre jazz, rock et chanson («Voodoo», «Songs For Shirley Horn»), c'est en compagnie du fameux guitariste français Jean-Marie Ecay (et sous l'égide du producteur Régis Ceccarelli, fils d'André, dit «Dédé», ainsi que de l'ingénierie du célèbre Dominique Blanc-Francard) qu'elle nous revient pour un album cédant cette fois la part belle à cette bonne vieille soul intemporelle. S'ouvrant sur la même rhythm pattern que le «What's Going On» de Marvin Gaye (qu'évoque également «Holding On»), la plage titulaire démontre que le temps n'a pas de prise sur le timbre rauque, puissant et écorché de la grande Térez. La guitare d'Ecay et les arrangements de Ceccarelli s'appuient fermement sur le groove qu'y imprime la paire rythmique que constituent les excellents Laurent Vernerey (Laurent Voulzy, Jean-Louis Aubert, Albin de la Simone… basse) et Nicolas Viccaro (batterie). Au registre des covers particulièrement bien senties, on distinguera celles du «She's Not There» des Zombies (également repris en son temps par Santana), du «Be My Baby» de Spector via les Ronettes (en deux versions, une langoureuse et une exaltée), du «Don't Make Me Over» de David et Bacharach (tel qu'adapté chez nous par les Surfs sous le titre «T'en Vas Pas Comme Ça»), ainsi que du «Reach Out I'll Be There» des Four Tops (dont Claude François fit ce «J'attendrai» qu'elle interprète également ici d'une poignante manière), du «T.R.O.U.B.L.E» de Leiber et Stoller via Elvis et du «Lady Day And John Coltrane» du regretté Gil Scott-Heron (avec le trombone de Philippe Georges).Morceaux interprétés au grand studio- J'attendrai Live RFI- Lady Day, extrait de l'album- Be my Baby Live RFI voir clip. Line Up : Terez Montcalm, guitare-voix, Jean-Marie Ecay à la guitare. Son : Benoît Letirant & Mathias Taylor.► Album Step out (Spectra Music / Side Street Music / L'autre Dist. 2024).Concert 26 mars 2024 au studio de l'Ermitage.

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Abbott Elementary's Quinta Brunson makes history at the 2023 Emmy Awards! Plus, the cast of 'Martin' reunites at the Emmys, Taylor Swift surfs, no swag, and get a sneak peek of the Halle Bailey's mermaid-inspired maternity shoot on today's Dish Nation!

Holden and Jonathan attempt to draw meaning from an old movie.

In their first episode together of the rebooted From the 55 Yard Line podcast, Greg and Dave pick up on their last on air conversation and follow-up on the previous episode about the future of spring football. They then discuss the Grey Cup and the subject of future expansion of the league. After which they talk about Dave's Bills and their chances in the upcoming NFL postseason, and also their favorite reads in football books. Additionally, on the anniversary of his death, they talk about John Madden and Greg tells Dave how Frank Caliendo once imitated the Coach surfing the web for porn.

In their first episode together of the rebooted From the 55 Yard Line podcast, Greg and Dave pick up on their last on air conversation and follow-up on the previous episode about the future of spring football. They then discuss the Grey Cup and the subject of future expansion of the league. After which they talk about Dave's Bills and their chances in the upcoming NFL postseason, and also their favorite reads in football books. Additionally, on the anniversary of his death, they talk about John Madden and Greg tells Dave how Frank Caliendo once imitated the Coach surfing the web for porn.

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This episode SURFS! Join Wes and Andrew as they give Surf music the Different Strings treatment. What is the origin of Surf? What are the trademark sounds that make Surf music...well, SURF? You don't want to miss this episode, kids. 

This week, we go deep into what it's like to head into a busy (or local) lineup - all the nuances of ego, localism, surf ability and pre judgement come into play and we go round the house (with some crap ozzy impressions thrown in for good measure).  In mind, body and Stoke we talk about Wills recent zero carb journey to reduce inflammation in his ankle and how much we recommend experimentation (and research what happened in the 60's around “health” and the myths around saturated fat). We accidentally smash Gul wetsuits to bits and wax lyrical about our latest million dollar contract being sent out by oneill wetsuits !! Stay stoked guys! Will & Liam   

In this episode of Wave Makers, host Tamara Kahn is delighted to share a company helping anyone who delights in the ocean get involved in helping it! Smartfin turns surfers and paddlers into scientists collecting critical ocean data. 40% of the world's population lives within 60 miles of the coast, yet there is still a gap in understanding those coastal waters. CEO Danica Reinicke shares how the idea for this innovative data device was born and what they still need to get it to the recreation lovers of North America. She also briefly shares her journey from engineering and medical industry to environmental and sustainable endeavors. Discover more about Smartfin at surfsmartfin.com or connect via Instagram @surfsmartfin. https://www.linkedin.com/in/tamara-marinera-kahn/ https://www.linkedin.com/in/danica-reinicke-79a651bb/ https://www.surfsmartfin.com/ https://www.instagram.com/surfsmartfin/

4:29 Baby crowd surfs at Florida concert. 9:00 Jesus freak gets a J/O at rub and tug massage parlor. 15:54 Car crashes into building after they just fixed the building from the first time.  21:00 Miami real estate broker after defrauding people on paycheck protection money gets 3.5 years in jail. 27:16 Justin Trudeau lets a man into women's power lifting and he dominates.  32:35 Cuban little league baseball coach goes missing after Cuba looses.   Welcome to the Working Perspectives Podcast Hosted by:  Matt Lavelle, Steve Cabot, Liam Reese and Bern Podcasy Show Links:  https://www.tiktok.com/@workingppod?lang=en https://www.instagram.com/workingperspectivespodcast/ https://www.facebook.com/workingperspectivespodcast-100884222318497 https://twitter.com/workingppod https://linktr.ee/Workingperspectives   Join us for a discussion of the weirdest global headlines of the week, including: A baby crowd surfs at a Florida concert. A car crashes into a business after they just fix another car that crashed into the building. A Miami real estate broker gets 3.5 years in jail for defrauding people on paycheck protection money. She bought a Bentley and a BBL with the money. A Cuban little league baseball coach goes missing after Cuba loses. Justin Trudeau lets a man into women's powerlifting and he dominates. We'll share our thoughts on these wild stories, and we'll also offer our own predictions about what will happen next. Is the world going crazy? Or is this just a normal week in 2023? Listen to find out! In this podcast, we will also: Provide links to the original news articles about the headlines. Share our own thoughts and opinions about the headlines. Answer your questions about the headlines. We hope you'll join us for this discussion of the weirdest global headlines of the week!

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Surfs up! Soren rides an unending wave of sickness and lands on his own personal strange encounters of a third kind, and Daniel teaches us an equally riveting lesson about inbox management. 

Surfs up, it's a radical wave.

On today's episode…The Superintendent of the Baldwinsville School District in New York, Jason D. Thomas got a little carried away with being the “cool” Superintendent when he got absolutely hammered and crowd surfed all over the student body before being promptly arrested for DUI (00:31:38). Watch Full Podcasts on Spotify and YouTube + Get Bonus Podcasts via Anchor and Patreon ☕ Cup of Coffee in the Big Time ☕ (00:03:43) - Tom Cruise is Going to Die on the Moon (00:09:44) - Incel Who Wanted to Kill 3000 Sorority Girls Sentenced (00:15:56) - San Antonio Teen Police Shooting Update