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A good teacher makes a bad decision to help a student pass. by kotochaos. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.  Chapter One: First Time Morgan Klein stared, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, when Chris dropped his pants. To say she was impressed would be an understatement. A smile crawled slowly onto her face as she took in his limp manhood-boyhood, really-and found him larger than her husband at her husband's proudest moment. More impressive was the fact that Chris wasn't even hard yet, though he swelled rapidly under her gaze, growing to an even more impressive size when finished. She could hardly believe it when she took him in hand and found that her fingers could not meet around him.This was Morgan's third year teaching. She was a secondary English teacher and had, the year before, tutored Chris after school. Chris was a tall, brooding sort. He came from a broken home with a single mom in their struggling rural community. His mother did what she could, but she was uneducated herself and, between three jobs, hardly had time to help Chris at all. When he had moved on from eleventh grade, his mother had personally told Morgan's principal that Morgan was her savior. Since then, Morgan has taken a vested interest in Chris' development. Moving into twelfth grade when he should have been ready for graduation, Chris began struggling again. Morgan had been patient at first, but she saw her success quickly withering into failure. Desperate to make a turnaround, she had agreed to a deal which she never thought she would have agreed to before. In her desperation, she had agreed to give Chris an orgasm for a good grade, and Chris eagerly accepted. That was how he ended up fully erect in her face, his massive dick throbbing and leaking in her hand. Chris' penis was nothing like any she had ever seen before. It was something out of a practical joke or a legend. Not only was he thick, but he was monstrously long, too, and his crown was shiny red and dribbling precum as he pulsed and throbbed in her palm. Clearly aroused, she was surprised that he hadn't exploded all over her already. Despite her better judgement, she was flattered at his arousal. Chris stammered as Morgan stared down his shaft. She looked him in the eyes, and he looked away, blushing. “Y-you, Mrs. Klein, you don't have to.” Morgan smiled. Staring down this length, she wondered how he could be brave enough to suggest it but frightened when it happened. His bravado drained the moment he gave her the paper, but she was glad to see that he hadn't deflated at all once after his pants were opened. A lesser man might grow limp with anxiety, but Chris' nerves only seemed to make him harder. “No, Chris, a promise is a promise,” she said, stroking him slowly. She met his gaze again, and her smile broadened as she saw his cheeks growing red. “You got the grade, so you'll get your reward for it. I just wasn't expecting, um, it to be such a LARGE task.” She moved her hand to his root and held him at the base so that she could appreciate his full length. Morgan was a small woman, with small hands, and Chris looked only more impressive by comparison. Despite his length and girth, his pubic hair was sparse and thin, possibly due to his age, she didn't know. She felt silly to be in this situation at all, let alone contemplating the logistics of hair growth in teens. In her second year of teaching, she had been instructed to pick a student and make them her cause. Now, holding Chris hard in her hands, she feels even better about her choice. She held him in both hands and stroked him idly, gathering his precum and smearing it along his shaft. Not a virgin, Morgan has always been pretty and enjoyed male attention. She had never been with someone like Chris, though. Despite his youth, Chris was tall and fit. He still held the A in his hand, clutched tightly and slightly crumpled as she stroked him. He was embarrassed, but he was also throbbing and, measuring at least twelve inches in length and twice her husband' girth, he was more man than anyone she had ever met. Thumbing his crown, Morgan chuckled. Chris moaned in her grasp and, smiling at him, she said, “Someone's excited.” She didn't know who she was talking about, though. Her nipples were erect and chaffing her bra, while her pussy was wetting her panties in her arousal. Chris met her gaze and watched breathlessly as she stroked him with her tiny hands. “Sorry,” he choked, and Morgan laughed again. “Don't be sorry,” she said, and she licked her lips staring down his length. “This is all actually very flattering.” Leaning forward in her chair, she breathed along his cockhead and laughed as he throbbed again. He was steel hard, and she was sure he wouldn't last much longer. A hand job would likely be enough but, stroking him, she knew he wanted more. “Now then, I seem to remember that you had asked for a blowjob in exchange for an A.” Chris nodded, his eyes widening as her wet lips approached his manhood. Morgan licked her lips again and stroked him, gathering precum to his cockhead. Glancing down at him, she chewed her bottom lip. She had never been with a man as large as Chris before, and she was curious to see how well he would fit in her mouth. Though a tiny woman, she was excited to try, and thinking about the size difference between Chris and her husband only made her more excited. “Well, lucky you got an A, then.” Parting her lips, Morgan sucked Chris inside. Her jaw ached to accommodate him as she struggled around his girth. Lips tight, though, she took him to the edge of her throat and gagged briefly before meeting his gaze. Chris watched her in awed silence, his dick painfully hard and his balls tight. He had suggested a blowjob as a joke, and he had felt both guilty and afraid as soon as he said it. When she agreed, he had assumed that was a joke, too, all the way up until she had him in her mouth. Morgan, too, is awed in her own way. Despite being a boy by her estimation, Chris was hung like a man. Fully erect and swelling fatter, he was not only larger than her husband, but he had a more pronounced flavor as well. His precum was thicker than her husband's semen, and the taste of it was robust as it spread across her mouth. Closing her eyes, she focused on the way Chris filled her mouth, and as she bobbed her head on him, she grew drunk on his taste. She mewled, sucking him deep and stroking him with both her hands and her lips. With his flavor in her throat and on her tongue, she became tuned into Chris. His presence surrounded her and filled her. She could smell him suddenly, her nostrils burning with his boyish musk. His youth did nothing to counteract her arousal. In fact, that knowledge that he was still so young only served to arouse her further. She whimpered around him and, hearing this, Chris stiffened in response. Finally, his youth betrayed him. Body tight, muscles flexing, Chris quickened and came hard. Morgan had only just started when his thick semen filled her mouth. Her cheeks ballooned. She swallowed on instinct to keep from choking, but his sperm stuck to her throat. Sitting back to cough, she took the rest across her face. Chris stood still, his dick throbbing as he unloaded the thickest load of his life onto his favorite teacher. Chris' dick was easily twice the size of her husband's. His orgasm, by her estimation, was many times more than that and also many times thicker. He covered her in hot, sticky jelly that burned itself into her flesh. He marked her as his woman, as his slut, as his scalding seed cascaded across her face and torso. Morgan rode it out, her hair catching the semen and clinging to her cheeks. She breathed through it, shivering through her own climax as she smacked her lips. Chris' semen remained thick in her mouth and in her throat, and she could feel it warming her belly. Looking up, she met his gaze and held it as Chris pants and whined like the child he is. In all her life, she has never had a man taste so good. Her husband, in particular, could compete. Chris may have been a boy in many ways, but Morgan had come to recognize that he was a man where it counted most. Coming down from his orgasm, Chris panted. “Oh my God, Mrs. Klein.” Morgan, smiling, sucked him back into her mouth and bobbed her head on him. Chris' hands twitched. He thought to stop her, but he was too drunk on her to fight it. “That felt so good,” he whined. “My hands never felt that good.” Grinning, Morgan flourished her tongue, licking around his glans before holding him with her hands and kissing her way down his hard shaft. Even after the thickest, richest orgasm of either of their lives, he remained erect. She attributed it to his youth, though she found herself flattered by both his resilience and his continued interest. Stroking him idly, she licked his crown. “And that's just the beginning, Chris. Get another A, and we'll see what else I can give you.” She punctuated the statement with a wink. Throbbing in her grip, Chris groaned. “Oh, God!” Morgan laughed in response. That night at home, Morgan tried to have sex with her husband but could not find the willpower to follow through. Comparing him to Chris, she felt both disappointed and defeated. Not only did he fail to measure up to Chris, but his body was softer and his hair thinning. Still young, still fit, and having the interest of one both younger and more impressive than her husband, she found satisfaction in her fingers instead. She masturbated in the shower, teasing and tickling herself to a small climax equal to but less satisfying than the one Chris brought her with a facial. Rinsing herself afterward, she teased her small, pink nipples and later smiled at herself in the mirror. What she was doing was wrong, but it helped Chris and would last until he graduated. That is what she told herself, at least, but deep down she knew that this was only the beginning. Good intentions push a teacher to make another mistake. Chapter Two: Double Take Morgan woke up horny the next day. She woke up imagining Chris' fat cock throbbing and pulsing, and she remembered the hot musk of it as he shot across her face and her nose. She came home sticky with his semen and fingered herself in the shower, her husband was hardly a thought in her head as she did it. She fingered herself again in the morning, reaching a quiet but empty orgasm beside her sleeping husband before her alarm went off. He woke up oblivious, and she woke up angry. She remained horny as she dressed, and she eyed her pert body as well, imagining Chris there with her, equally naked. They would complement each other, Chris' big body looking even bigger beside Morgan's own petite frame. Every part of him was built to break her, but she looked young and could likely pass as his girlfriend in the right context. It flattered her that a man like Chris would show interest in her, and then she reminded herself that Chris was not a man but a boy with a man-sized cock, which did nothing to reduce her pride. The morning passed slowly and empty. She spied Chris passing in the halls but could hardly get him to look her in the eyes. That afternoon for tutoring he was quiet, unwilling or unable to speak to her at length. Morgan, meanwhile, kept hoping he had hidden another A from her and thought to just ask him to let her suck his dick again. She needed to come, and she knew her husband couldn't do it. A week passed and nothing. Thoughts and memories of Chris' dick floated in and out of her head. She tried again to fuck her husband but couldn't. He smelled wrong, and she ended up jerking him off to a meager and disappointing climax. By the next Tuesday, she resented her husband and increasingly looked to Chris for relief. Chris, meanwhile, remained the perfect gentleman. Sometimes, she noticed that he was hard, and though it brought a smile to her face, she wasn't brave enough to act on it. His grades weren't improving, and she didn't want to reward bad behavior. So, she just stared and waited for him to ask for help, and he didn't ask for help because of his embarrassment and his arousal. She had always thought he might have a crush on her, but she had never realized how intense his crush was. Tuesday, however, was too much. They passed in the hall and Morgan noted, with some amusement, that Chris developed a sudden limp. Recognizing her own arousal, she realized the truth–she would have to be the one to end this cold war. So, when tutoring started, she approached his desk and stopped beside him. Seated, he was almost as tall as she was standing. She found his pants tented, and she smiled. He looked at her, his eyes lingering on her small bosom before meeting her gaze. She smiled, and he stammered. “Uh–Um–Mrs. Klein?” Morgan shushed him with one dainty finger to his lips. “Shh,” she said, smiling. “You seem to be having a hard time focusing,” she said, leaning over onto his desk and giving him a glimpse of her breasts down her blouse. “Let me help you.” She ended the statement by cupping his swollen manhood through his pants. Chris gasped. “B-But I haven't gotten another A yet.” Hardly listening, Morgan undid his pants with one hand and pulled his hard dick out. He jumped into view, his dick erupting from the open fly of his boxers. Already long and rigid, he seemed massive compared to her husband, and she cooed as she took him in her hand. After days of fantasy, it felt good to hold the real thing again. “Oh! Do you see that, Chris? You're so big and hard right now, there's no way you can focus on what you're reading. At this rate, you'd be lucky to even get an F.” Taking him in both hands, she stroked him slowly. “Oh, you poor thing. It must hurt to be so big and hard all the time.” Pouting, she looked him in the eyes and found him staring at her breasts. “Is this what I do to you, Chris? Do I make it hard for you to learn?” Gasping and whining, Chris shook his head. His long hair danced as he did. “No, Mrs. Klein. No! You help me!” Morgan smiled. Reaching into his underwear, she cupped his balls and marveled at their weight and size. “That is sweet, Chris, but you don't have to lie.” She purred and held him by his root, staring in awe at his full length. Despite his size, he remained a quiet, mewling teen in the hands of a woman far more experienced. The age difference only helped to arouse her more, and her tiny hands around his dick made him appear bigger by comparison. Groaning, she stroked his full length with both hands. “No, the best thing I can do for you now is help you come. Then and only then can we get any real work done.” She made eye contact with Chris and was happy to find him speechless. Her entire life, she has been a good girl who made the right decision whenever faced with a challenge. Holding Chris now and measuring him against her forearm, she felt like this is the first bad decision of her life, and she was glad that she waited for the right one. Purring, she stroked him from base to crown, holding him as if she was tugging him toward her. “Mm, Chris, I made you this hard. So, I have to be the one who takes on the heavy, heavy burden of helping you find relief.” After that, Morgan lost herself in him. She stared at his shaft and reversed her grip, holding him with both hands and stroking him vigorously. Her husband was a tall man and very slender, and though he was not the only man she had ever been with, he was the one she had chosen to marry. To that point, she had been satisfied with him. Though she had been with bigger men, they had never been large enough to adequately outclass him. Chris, however, outclassed all of them. She had attempted to find pleasure and comfort in her fingers and in her husband for days and found each unworthy. Chris, however, has her wet at a glance. Holding him, stroking him, she could not help but imagine the way that he could and would fill her if given the chance. A facial had given her one of the best orgasms of her life. She knew on instinct that opening her legs to him would give her so much more. Staring at his huge dick as her hands glided across him, watching his swollen red crown leak precum, Morgan whined in her arousal. “Darn it, Chris, I can't believe how stinking big you are!” Gasping in her grasp, Chris whined, “I'm sorry!” Morgan stopped stroking him long enough to look him in the eyes and was hurt to find him anxious. His dick was steel hard, throbbing in her tiny hands, and his interest was obvious, but it was animal interest and little more. Chris was still a child, Morgan remembered, too young to understand her praise or to separate it from insult. She was treating him like a well-endowed stud, experienced and virile, and he could be that someday. Today, however, he was only a eighteen-year-old boy with a mammoth hard-on and a horny teacher. Stroking him more slowly, Morgan swallowed her arousal and put on a smile for him. Chris' big dick was confusing for her. It filled her with lust, but that lust was her burden and not his. He was still a boy, and she was his instructor. It was her job to keep him safe and to teach him the truth. Smiling gently, she whispered to him, “No, Chris. You don't need to apologize. You should never have to apologize for having a big dick.” She giggled, watching him thrust and whine as she stroked him slowly from crown to root. “When I tell you that your dick is big, I am complimenting you. Few men are this size, and I think yours is long, and thick, and gorgeous. So, whenever you're horny, whenever you're distract, bring your big, beautiful dick to me, and I promise to take care of it. Chris gasped, thrusting into her hands, leaking precum all over her fingers. "A-anytime?” Smiling at him again, seeing the hope and the shock in his eyes, Morgan squeezed his dick in open affection. Holding him, stroking him, it is easy to imagine him as a man, but looking him in the eyes reveals that he is only a boy with a man-sized cock that required man-sized attention. The girls at school wouldn't have his best interests at heart, and so Morgan resigned herself to taking care of him instead. “Anytime,” she purred. “Even without an A?” She giggled. “Even without an A.” Licking her lips a second time, she turned her attention back to the swollen, throbbing dick in her hands. She could tell he was getting close and could tell from the way he moved and the way he swelled in her hands. Chris could feel it, too, and seemed to be breathing through his arousal, desperate to keep himself together. Morgan found his efforts cute, but she also wanted to see him explode. Kissing his crown, she whispered, “So, what can I do to help you finish, Chris? What do you need from me? What do you want?” Panting like a dog, Chris barked, “Tits! I want to see your tits!” Smiling, Morgan stroked him with one hand while using her other hand to cup one of her breasts. Her hard nipple dug into her palm as she touched herself. “These little things?” Chris whined and nodded. His dick throbbed, producing even more thick, rich precum to spread across her palm. “Yes,” he panted. “Yes. I want to see them. I want to come on them.” “You want to come on them,” Morgan echoed, laughing. “My, my, you are bold, aren't you?” Releasing her breasts, she put a finger to his mouth as he opened it to apologize. He stared down at her, cross-eyed, around her finger. “Don't,” she said, holding his dick firmly in hand as precum wetted her skin. “Don't apologize, Chris. Women like it when a man knows what he wants, and with a big dick like yours, you have a lot of bargaining power. As for my tits.” Reaching down with her free hand, Morgan lifted her bra and blouse up smoothly over her slender stomach and small, plump breasts. Her nipples, more red than pink in color, stood fully erect and sensitive in the open air. Plucking one, Morgan looked down to regard her breasts before looking him in the eyes and finding him staring. “I can accommodate that request, but you'll have to help me out from here.” Guiding him, she turned him to face her instead of the desk and then moved his hand to hold her blouse up as she kneeled to hold hid dick to her breasts. She returned to stroking him, smearing his precum along his shaft with her palms. The mess spilled onto her chest, gathering in the valley between them. Morgan smiled up at him, and he stared back, jaw hanging, eyes wide and unblinking. She laughed in response. “Now, go ahead and come, Chris. Cover me in all your thick, sticky semen. Unload your big, teenage balls into your favorite teacher's bosom.” Morgan made sure to smile as she fed him the dirty talk, and she felt him quicken immediately. Holding him to her chest, she stroked him to his approaching orgasm and all the way to the end. She could feel his semen swell his shaft, surging and spraying, and she had her own orgasm before his semen even touched her. The feel of his hot seed spreading across her body, though, only amplified it. Like sexual alchemy, it transformed a small, buzzing orgasm into a hurricane of pleasure. By the end both were breathless and panting in climax. Chris' semen had gathered across her breasts and her collar bone, soiling her blouse and possibly ruining it. Morgan didn't care, however. She continued to stroke him before pulling him into her mouth on instinct to clean him. The taste of him elicited a long moan from her as she bobbed her head on him dutifully, both grateful for the orgasm he gave her and the one she received across her torso. Comparing him against her husband again only made her more grateful. When finished, she sat back to display the semen she had collected across her chest to him, and she saw his dick twitch before swelling gradually back to life. Taking hold of him again, Morgan stroked him idly. “Now, now, Chris,” she said, chuckling affectionately as he hardened in her hand. “I won't help you a second time today, no matter how distracted you get.” Taking hold of him by the root, she stared at his dick in awe. “At least, not if you don't earn it.” Eying his cock, she gave it a quick kiss before standing. “We don't have much time before your mother gets here, and I need to get cleaned up.” Watching her move, Chris stammered. Mrs. Klein was a tiny thing, not skinny but slender. She kept fit with rigid exercise, and it showed in the subtle way her body flexed as she moved. Breathless, he stammered, “O-Okay.” Morgan lowered her blouse, pulling it down over her cum-soaked breasts and showing off the stains he left in the fabric. She was partway across the classroom, her bare feet stepping lightly across the glossy tiles, before he called to her. Turning, she stared back at him and his hard dick with equal want. “Yes?” Chris, feeling suddenly self-conscious, looked away. “Tha, Thanks.” Morgan smiled. Eyes fixed on his dick, she said, “You're welcome, and put that big thing away before someone sees it and asks questions.” Chris, looking down at his dick, scrambled. “Yes, ma'am!” Morgan laughed from the doorway. “I'll be back soon, and then we can brush up on some key terms before you go home. Okay?” Chris gave a rushed affirmative as Morgan ducked out into the hall. She hurried to the teacher's lounge bathroom to rinse off but hesitated at the sink when she got there. Wearing his semen was oddly comforting and staring at her reflection made her feel somehow more confident in herself. Already a supremely confident woman, she realized that the pride she felt was in having Chris' interest to begin with. Rinsing herself, she watched the way the water molded her blouse to her figure and thought silently how it will be even harder to keep Chris focused. To be continued in a 10 part series, on Literotica by kotochaos, for Literotica [All characters in this story, are over the age of 18 years.]

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Slumber's Interlude. By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on, ‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. 'Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided. 'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.' 'You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again. 'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice. 'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly. Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire. 'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm. 'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring. As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again. 'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear. 'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat. 'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly. 'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks. 'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.' 'Is it really a curse?' asked Emily. 'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask. 'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed. 'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking. 'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside. 'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move. 'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed. 'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident. 'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently. 'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond. 'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last. 'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard. 'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him. Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him. 'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs. In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow. She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already? Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently. 'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her. 'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured. 'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.' 'Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?' 'I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands. 'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.' 'I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.' 'That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream. For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good. When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows. 'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling. 'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing. Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch. 'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her. 'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously. 'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily. 'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.' 'Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.' 'Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.' 'I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast. 'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth. 'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below. 'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her. 'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.' 'Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still. 'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?' 'Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically. 'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.' With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears. 'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue. 'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit. 'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ' 'Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?' 'Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate. 'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?' 'Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.' 'Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful. 'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider. 'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her. 'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close. This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath. 'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered. 'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?' 'Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined. His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making. Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head. 'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam. 'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth. 'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, ' Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls. Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy. 'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last. 'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly. 'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.' 'Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin. 'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.' 'That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his. 'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again. 'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.' Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard. Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench. 'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ' 'Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.' 'Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.' Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement. 'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid. 'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity. 'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him. 'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.' 'Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case. At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle. With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within. 'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes. 'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.' Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row. 'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure. Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal. 'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock. 'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much. Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead. 'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection. 'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.' 'Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.' By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Slumber's Interlude. By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on, ‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. 'Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided. 'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.' 'You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again. 'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice. 'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly. Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire. 'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm. 'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring. As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again. 'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear. 'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat. 'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly. 'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks. 'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.' 'Is it really a curse?' asked Emily. 'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask. 'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed. 'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking. 'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside. 'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move. 'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed. 'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident. 'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently. 'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond. 'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last. 'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard. 'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him. Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him. 'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs. In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow. She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already? Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently. 'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her. 'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured. 'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.' 'Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?' 'I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands. 'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.' 'I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.' 'That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream. For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good. When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows. 'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling. 'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing. Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch. 'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her. 'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously. 'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily. 'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.' 'Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.' 'Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.' 'I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast. 'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth. 'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below. 'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her. 'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.' 'Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still. 'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?' 'Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically. 'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.' With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears. 'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue. 'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit. 'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ' 'Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?' 'Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate. 'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?' 'Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.' 'Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful. 'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider. 'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her. 'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close. This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath. 'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered. 'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?' 'Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined. His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making. Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head. 'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam. 'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth. 'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, ' Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls. Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy. 'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last. 'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly. 'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.' 'Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin. 'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.' 'That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his. 'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again. 'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.' Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard. Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench. 'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ' 'Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.' 'Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.' Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement. 'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid. 'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity. 'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him. 'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.' 'Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case. At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle. With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within. 'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes. 'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.' Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row. 'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure. Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal. 'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock. 'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much. Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead. 'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection. 'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.' 'Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.' By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Throbbing head, nausea, dizziness, disturbed vision – just some of the disabling symptoms that can strike during a migraine attack. This neurological condition is far more common than you might think, affecting more people than diabetes, epilepsy and asthma combined.While medications, to help relieve the symptoms of migraine, have been around for some time, they haven't worked for everyone. And what happens in the brain during a migraine attack was, until recently, poorly understood.Peter Goadsby is Professor of Neurology at King's College London's Institute of Psychiatry, Psychology & Neuroscience and is a true pioneer in the field of migraine.Over the course of his career, he has unravelled what happens in the brain during a migraine attack and his insights are already benefiting patients - in the form of new medications that can not only treat a migraine, but also prevent it from occurring.Peter shares this year's Brain Prize, the world's largest prize for brain research, with three other internationally renowned scientists in the field.

Even savvy dentists tend to find a challenge in boosting their reimbursements by correctly coding procedures as medical claims instead of dental ones.During the next live edition of Talk Ten Tuesdays, Jeff Holt will report on the benefits of this strategy, including common pitfalls that make dentists want to pull their hair out. You'll discover that the benefits of having top-notch coders and cutting-edge tech is like finding the Holy Grail.Also part of the broadcast will be these instantly recognizable panelists, who will report more news during their segments:• Social Determinants of Health: Tiffany Ferguson, CEO for Phoenix Medical Management, Inc., will report on the news that is happening at the intersection of medical record auditing and the SDoH.• The Coding Report: Christine Geiger, Assistant Vice President of Acute and Post-Acute Coding Services for First Class Solutions, will report on the latest coding news.• News Desk: Timothy Powell, ICD10monitor national correspondent and regulatory expert, will anchor the Talk Ten Tuesdays News Desk.• TalkBack: Erica Remer, MD, founder and president of Erica Remer, MD, Inc., and Talk Ten Tuesdays co-host, will report on a subject that has caught her attention.Tune in to Talk Ten Tuesdays live on LinkedIn, or sign up below to join our email list for exclusive access to our live streaming platform.

In this installment of Critical Hit - A Major Spoilers Podcast: Never stick your hand into a white witch... Character sheets and battle map images for this episode are available at Patreon.com/MajorSpoilers Show your thanks to Major Spoilers for this episode by becoming a Major Spoilers Patron at Patreon.com/MajorSpoilers. It will help ensure Critical Hit continues far into the future! Join our Discord server and chat with fellow Spoilerites! (https://discord.gg/jWF9BbF) Contact us at podcast@majorspoilers.com A big Thank You goes out to everyone who downloads, subscribes, listens, and supports this show. We really appreciate you taking the time to listen to our ramblings each week. Tell your friends about the podcast, get them to subscribe and, be sure to visit the Major Spoilers site for more.

In this installment of Critical Hit - A Major Spoilers Podcast: Never stick your hand into a white witch... Character sheets and battle map images for this episode are available at Patreon.com/MajorSpoilers Show your thanks to Major Spoilers for this episode by becoming a Major Spoilers Patron at Patreon.com/MajorSpoilers. It will help ensure Critical Hit continues far into the future! Join our Discord server and chat with fellow Spoilerites! (https://discord.gg/jWF9BbF) Contact us at podcast@majorspoilers.com A big Thank You goes out to everyone who downloads, subscribes, listens, and supports this show. We really appreciate you taking the time to listen to our ramblings each week. Tell your friends about the podcast, get them to subscribe and, be sure to visit the Major Spoilers site for more.

The guys talk Oregon Trail with Sauce revealing his past battles with scurvy, Hawk has the news featuring a story about a possible sequel

The guys talk Oregon Trail with Sauce revealing his past battles with scurvy, Hawk has the news featuring a story about a possible sequel

The guys talk Oregon Trail with Sauce revealing his past battles with scurvy, Hawk has the news featuring a story about a possible sequel

Crossing the Baltic Sea from Tallinn to Helsinki aboard a large ferry, the deep pulsing of the ferry's engines mingles with light rain on the canopy overhead, and the faint piping of the music that can be heard much more loudly throughout the interior of the ferry. Recorded by Cities and Memory. 

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Ruby Sparks (2012) is up next on our Unlikeable Protagonists Month and wow is the guy in this unlikeable. Consent issues aside, the biggest crime he commits against humanity is being a terrible author. How dare you make us listen to terrible prose. We shall not stand for this. We have a lot of fun chats about men written by women and women written by men in this one, so you're in for a treat. Join us next week as we watch American Psycho (2000)

Grab your flying parakeet and ready yourself for some enlightenment under the shade of an oddly throbbing tree on this week's episode! We're finishing out a prompt from long term Patron DiploRaptor where we introduce Monster Hunters, Elden Ring inspired "good guys" and some good old fashioned Luddites to the continent of the giant's corpse.    And: do you have opinions about Worldbuild With Us? We'd love to hear them in our listener survey: https://forms.gle/r4H644UZACyp8mW6A   Do you have a setting you'd like us to build? Send us your worldbuilding prompt! https://forms.gle/F4SNMH3k7ea5fr1F8 And if you're feeling particularly generous, you can support us on Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/worldbuildwithus Chat with us on our Discord server: https://discord.gg/SRFhWV3 Subscribe to our YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/@worldbuildwithus Email us your suggestions: WorldbuildWithUs@gmail.com Follow us on Twitter: @LetsWorldBuild    Intro theme: "Half Mystery" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0  Outro Theme: "Study and Relax" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0

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Woah, did Star Wars just get its hotness back? On S1.E6: Teach/Corrupt there is much to discuss. We do our best to stay on topic but it is incredibly hard to do so when you can cut the tension with a throbbing saber. We dominate the easter eggs and tie up lore bits back to legends continuity to try and connect all the dots. Take a deep dive with us and try not to get Papa Palpitations or you might need to wear the Cortosis body condom. Turn up your headphones, dial back your sensibilities, and join the wretched hive of scum and villainy as we take the low road to resistance on Season Five, Episode Five of Force Insensitive!Send Email/Voicemail: mailto:forceinsensitive@gmail.comDirect Voice Message: https://www.speakpipe.com/ForceInsensitiveStart your own podcast: https://www.buzzsprout.com/?referrer_id=386Use our Amazon link: http://amzn.to/2CTdZzKFB Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/ForceInsensitive/Twitter: http://twitter.com/ForceNSensitiveFacebook: http://facebook.com/ForceInsensitiveInstagram: http://instagram.com/ForceInsensitive

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We are back! After a disappointingly short Season 3, your favorite podcast has returned with some new voices, but the same mission; get Jeff Goldblum on the podcast. Talking points: Casting the new Austin, Audio Erotica, Jeff's new cartoon, Nick Cage, Power Rangers. Outro music by the one and only Rory Lynch.

Today's episode the vampires Camilla & Quinn continue their journey on investigating the S.A.V.E. envoys. This episode falls in the timeline as the current case (Skin Spider). We are an actual play tabletop RPG campy horror podcast using the Chill 3rd edition ruleset! The setting is based in the modern day Chicago world land! If you liked today's episode let us know on Twitter. Even better, leave us a review on Apple Podcasts or Spotify and tell a friend about the show!    Join our Patreon to support the show! We added a new $2.50 tier for anyone who just wants to support a little, it also gives you partial access to our Patreon Discord. For $5 a month you get full access to our exclusive Patron Discord, ad-free episodes, and access to a secret monthly podcast called Talking Grim where a couple of the cast members get together and talk about the show, or do drafts, or tier lists, or whatever the Patron's want! For $10 you also get access to a monthly blooper episode! Remember to stay spooped out there! Your cast members are: Nort as the Chill Master & The Madame Anna as The Second Rank Carpathian Vampire Camilla Robert as The Third Rank Carpathian Vampire Quinn Grim Encounters theme song produced and created by Anna. Music and Ambient tracks created and produced by Tim over at TabletopAudio.com Any others can be found in the source document below. Tim's Twitter: @TabletopAudio Tim's Patreon: Tabletop Audio Character Art Done by: ḺטՊϊп Sound Effect & Music Sources Google Doc: Here We are partner's with Dubby! Get your delicious jitter less energy in numerous flavors by clicking this link and using code GRIMENCOUNTERS at checkout! We are a part of The Encounter Co. network! Check out all the other awesome shows on the network! Check it out here! Check out the show's Obsidian Portal! Nort has added pictures and bio's for most of the NPCs. Follow us on Twitter @GrimEncounters  Follow us on TikTok @grim_encounters Nort's Twitter @NortSauwce Anna's Twitter @AnnaNortSauwce Robert's Twitter @QuietSpider22 Robert's Twitch Quiet Spider Nort and Anna have a new podcast called Reading isn't for Kids! The pair review and discuss children's chapter books as well as graphic novels. Check it out here! Nort has another podcast called So, You Finally Watched with his friend Matthew! They take turns watching & reviewing movies that one of the hosts hasn't seen! Come check it out! Nort has anothernother podcast called Mid-Evil Midwest where magic and monsters begin to invade a small town in West Michigan and our group of monster hunters who have set out to stop them. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Christmas Passions: Part 3Slumber's Interlude.By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on,‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. ‘Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided.'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.''You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again.'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice.'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly.Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire.'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm.'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring.As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again.'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear.'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat.'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly.'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks.'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.''Is it really a curse?' asked Emily.'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask.'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed.'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking.'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside.'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move.'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed.'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident.'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently.'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond.'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last.'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard.'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him.Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him.'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs.In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow.She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already?Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently.'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her.'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured.'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.''Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?''I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands.'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.''I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.''That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream.For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good.When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows.'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling.'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing.Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch.'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her.'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously.'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily.'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.''Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.''Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.''I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast.'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth.'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below.'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her.'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.''Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still.'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?''Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically.'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.'With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears.'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue.'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit.'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ''Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?''Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate.'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?''Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.''Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful.'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider.'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her.'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close.This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath.'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered.'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?''Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined.His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making.Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head.'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam.'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth.'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, 'Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls.Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy.'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last.'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly.'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.''Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin.'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.''That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his.'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again.'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.'Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench.'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ''Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.''Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.'Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement.'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid.'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity.'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him.'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.''Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case.At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle.With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within.'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes.'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.'Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row.'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure.Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal.'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock.'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much.Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead.'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection.'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.''Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.'By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

Christmas Passions: Part 3Slumber's Interlude.By FenellaAshworth. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Emily was suffocating. Her lungs felt as though they were on fire. The snow was piling in on top of her and there was simply no escape from the wrecked car in which she was trapped. With arms and legs flailing in all directions to no avail, she screamed on and on and on,‘Emily!' She heard his voice above her own gasps. He sounded calm, strong, reliable and infinitely dependable. ‘Emily!' he repeated, a little louder, his hands gripping her shoulders. 'Wake up, Sweetheart. You're having a nightmare.'In shock, she snapped open her eyes, only to find herself in bed and gazing directly into Sam's handsome face. Having been woken from his slumber by her cries, Sam had swiftly dashed across the corridor to provide comfort. With immense relief that she wasn't actually trapped inside a wrecked car, Emily dropped her head back down onto the pillow as her galloping heart rate slowly subsided.'Thank you,' she sighed at length. 'I'm not sure what happened there.''You had a nightmare. It's perfectly natural after your accident,' soothed Sam. Now that she was out of imminent danger, Emily was able to take a proper look at the man who had materialised in her dimly lit room. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt, she was drawn to his muscled, hairy legs and, quite literally, 'just out of bed' hair; a look which he pulled off to perfection. She had never seen a man look so desirable; so completely out of her league. Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes, simply enjoying the feel of his fingers which continued to comfortingly stroke her bare shoulders. Daringly, she lifted her eyes to his, only to observe that intense gaze once again.'May I hold you?' he asked in a gruff voice.'Yes,' she nodded, surprised by her immediate reflex response, which had escaped before her astonished brain had a chance to fully process the implications of his question. Within seconds, Sam had closed the bedroom door, flicked the lights back off and slipped under the bedcovers beside her. Sliding across to the centre of the bed, he manoeuvred a disbelieving Emily onto her side before wrapping his strong arms around her, spooning tenderly.Wearing only a thin, silk camisole, Emily lay there in frozen disbelief, unsure of what to say or do. One thing she did know though; there wasn't a snowflake's chance in hell of her falling asleep again now. As she took a deep calming breath, the delicious scent of him filled her lungs and made her spine tighten with desire.'Good night, Emily,' he murmured, gently stroking his fingertips across her forearm.'Good night, Sam,' she croaked into the darkness, her eyes wide and staring.As they lay there, Emily listened to his slow, methodical breathing, super-aware of his presence and each and every touch point of their bodies. She could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused; her pussy had begun rhythmically clenching with each stroke of his hand. After a while, he spoke once again.'Can't sleep?' he murmured into her ear.'No,' she croaked from deep within her dry throat.'You're probably still stressed out from the crash,' he said kindly.'Um, maybe,' she sighed, wiggling her hips backwards to snuggle closer to his body. Through her thin, silk nightdress, she was surprised to feel his thick erection, now nestling between her ass cheeks.'I'm sorry,' he groaned quietly. 'It's the unavoidable curse of being a man.''Is it really a curse?' asked Emily.'Yeah, sometimes,' admitted Sam, a smile clearly apparent in his voice. 'You don't get much leeway to be subtle. If my cock were a person,' he continued, gently shaking his head. 'It would basically be wearing a fluorescent jacket, holding a loud hailer and shouting “I think you're stunning and I wanna fuck you all night”.' A long silence followed this pronouncement. Eventually, Emily finally built up the courage to voice the question she'd been bursting to ask.'And is that also your opinion?' she breathed.'Can I plead the fifth amendment?' he asked, only half joking.'If I knew what that involved,' smiled Emily. 'But I don't, so you'd best just answer.' Another long silence followed, during which time the house creaked and groaned from the influence of the snowstorm taking place outside.'Yeah, I think you're stunning,' he eventually admitted, in an undertone. Emily lay stationary in his arms, biting her lower lip, not daring to move.'And the other part?' she whispered, her heart rate ramping up with every second that passed.'You mean do I want to fuck you all night long?' he queried, sounding increasingly confident.'Uh-huh,' groaned Emily, nodding gently.'I'd substitute the word “fuck” with “make love”, but, yeah, of course,' he sighed. 'More than anything. What man wouldn't? Sorry,' he added, when she failed to respond.'You know, men and women aren't that different,' said Emily at last.'Is that right?' sighed Sam, now achingly hard.'Yeah,' smiled Emily, wrapping her fingers around his hand and guiding it gently onto her breast. 'Women's bodies just use slightly more subtle signals.' Groaning with deep contentment, Sam allowed his thumb to glide up and over her silk-covered, erect nipple before circling gently. His actions immediately elicited a deep moan from Emily, who subconsciously rocked her hips back against him.Sam stroked one hand tenderly across her flat stomach, whilst the other attended to her throbbing nipples. When he progressed to placing his thumb and index finger around each nub, squeezing and pulling away gently, Emily groaned loudly. Arching her back, she pushed her head into Sam's shoulder, exposing her tender neck to him.'You are incredibly sexy, Miss Jones,' he muttered, starting to kiss teasingly from Emily's ear lobe down to her collar bone. 'I'm in heaven, just being here with you like this.' Unable to respond, Emily simply sighed, allowing her spare hand to trail behind her to caress Sam's rock-hard thighs.In all honesty, Emily felt almost inebriated; overwhelmed by his pure sensuality and the continuous movement of his hands. It was crazy but, although their lips hadn't even touched yet, it already felt as though they were making love. It was amazing how his smallest touch encouraged tiny impulses of pleasure to radiate out across her body. Utterly relaxed, Emily allowed him to set the pace. And his pace was slow. Seriously slow.She had never experienced anything on this level before; a man who had all the time in the world to pleasure her, happy to delay his own gratification for the sake of her enjoyment. As time passed, Emily felt herself surrender to him completely. Eventually, wordlessly, Sam encouraged her to turn in his arms and face him. As she shuffled around, she realised how swollen her pussy had become; arousal had literally started to pool on the bed sheet below. How was it possible to be this turned on already?Through the darkness, Emily could sense Sam's face moving closer to hers. As his hand moved up to cup her cheek, she felt his warm breath floating into her mouth, which she opened slightly in willing anticipation. She was, therefore surprised, that the first touch she experienced was from his teeth, encompassing her top lip and tugging gently.'Uh,' she groaned, from the sensation of having her mouth trapped by his. He held her there for a long moment, before running his soft tongue across her imprisoned lip, causing a moan to resonate deep within Emily's throat. As automatically as breathing, her hand migrated to the back of Sam's head and clung onto his hair. A reciprocal groan sprang from him, as he loosened his hold, only to sink his teeth into her bottom lip and repeat. Eventually Sam released her.'I must have been very good all year, to have you as my Christmas present,' he murmured.'You have been,' she panted. 'Your aunt's already informed me that you're a good boy.''Did she?' he smirked, allowing his slowly circling hands to migrate across Emily's lower back and teasingly skim her bottom. 'What other lies did she tell you?''I think the words she used were faithful and trustworthy,' gasped Emily, in response to his wickedly exploring hands.'Ah, well, that's true. But if you're looking for somebody who's good, I'm afraid I'm destined to disappoint you.''I just want you,' sighed Emily, surprised to feel brave enough to share her innermost desires. 'I honestly don't care much about anything else.''That's a relief,' growled Sam. 'Because tonight, I hope “good” will be the very last adjective you'll choose to describe me.' Dropping his mouth down onto hers, this time, he allowed his full, soft lips to mold themselves to Emily's, before they embarked on the most exquisite kiss she had ever experienced. When their soft, velvet tongues finally grazed against each other, Emily groaned throatily, unable to prevent herself from naturally lifting her uppermost leg to wrap around his waist. With no panties on, she felt a thrill as the coarse texture of his cotton T-shirt brushed against her wet, throbbing pussy lips. This man was out of this world; the whole day simply had to be a dream.For Emily, the time she spent with Sam was an education in itself; she had never before been with a man who paid her so much time, care and attention. His hands never once stopped caressing her back, head and shoulders, yet he was in no rush to progress, seemingly happy to kiss, just for the sake of kissing. God, she'd forgotten how much she enjoyed such intimacy. With a heightened sense of self, the experience of simply being alive had never felt so good.When they eventually drew apart, Emily slowly opened her eyes, surprised to see the room dimly illuminated. Without them being aware, the snowstorm had now quietened, producing occasional breaks in the cloud that allowed moonlight to infiltrate through. As a result, the bright light bounced across the pristine white surfaces outside and crept in through the windows.'Look at me,' directed Sam, as he held her close against him. Slowly raising her chin, Emily locked onto his eyes which were twinkling back at her, lines fanning out from the corners, providing a giveaway sign that he was smiling.'You are so beautiful, Emily,' he murmured before leaning forwards to plant the lightest of kisses on her lips. His words were spoken with such genuine affection that she feared her heart would explode with longing.Gradually kissing and nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, he eased her arms through the straps of her camisole, leaving her feeling vulnerable yet wanton. With the silk garment still covering her breasts, Sam danced his talented lips and tongue across her chest, planting butterfly kisses, whilst purposefully avoiding where she most wanted him to concentrate his obvious talents. Emily's hands naturally migrated to the back of his head. With her fingers buried in his thick, silky hair, she did her best to guide him towards her throbbing nipples. Aware of her arousal starting to stream from her body, she was painfully desperate for his touch.'No,' she groaned as, having felt his tongue skip lightly beneath her camisole to venture over the very edge of her areola, he drifted away once more. Immediately, Sam lifted his head away from her.'You need me to stop?' he asked seriously.'I need you to stop teasing me,' complained Emily.'Well, that's never going to happen,' he sighed. 'But if you need to sleep, I can stop.''Sleep?' she asked incredulously, her body buzzing with sexual tension. 'You're kidding me, right? I've never felt this turned on.''Um, good,' he sighed with satisfaction, slowly pulling away Emily's clothing to reveal her aching breasts. 'You aren't alone.''I want you inside me,' she gasped, as he directed her nipple between his teeth and began to lightly clamp it. Feeling him sucking her sensitive skin deeper into his mouth, before adding his teasing tongue, Emily threw her head back and cried out. Releasing her, he made his way across to her other breast.'Believe me, you will have me inside you. But until then, I'm a very patient man and I'm not going anywhere,' he growled, before pulling her other nipple into his warm mouth.'Fuck!' cried out Emily in disbelief, as an electrical impulse seemed to travel straight from his mouth to her core. She was so wet now, it was getting ridiculous. She could feel her arousal running across her exposed thigh, over her ass and sticking to the bed sheets below.'But what about your pleasure?' she panted, when his gifted mouth finally released her.'You don't think being here with you, like this, is giving me the biggest thrill ever?' he smiled. Creeping further down the bed to kiss her abdomen, he pulled her bunched-up camisole completely away, to leave her naked and entirely vulnerable to his will. 'God, I just want to touch you all night long.''Oh, please!' she cried as Sam hovered his mouth over her tummy before starting to inch lower still.'If I allow my tongue to explore you here,' he murmured, the impact of his breath bouncing over her thighs and making Emily feel faint with longing. 'Am I going to discover another one of your subtle signals that confirms you want the same as me?''Yes!' she yelped, as Sam shifted slightly, making Emily anticipate his touch before it actually happened. 'I've never wanted anything, or anyone, more than I want you right now,' she panted frantically.'Um, good to know,' he murmured, encouraging a groaning Emily to open her legs wide to him, by lightly leaning his slightly stubbled face against her soft, inner thighs. 'And just to be clear,' he added, hovering just millimetres above her puffy, exposed pussy. 'The feeling is entirely mutual.'With a caress so light, Emily wasn't initially sure if he was touching her at all, Sam began to explore. Using a combination of his fingers and tongue, he teased, stroked and experimented, softly but very, very deliberately. Whenever Sam found a location that caused a particularly appealing reaction, he paused for a beat, sampling with uncontained delight. Emily was singularly aware of her trembling mouth and heavy thighs, as blood pounded around her body. Her spine stiffened when his tongue ceased its long strokes along the length of her swollen lips, to be replaced by a darting, circling flirtation around her clit. Held in a state of extended bliss, she was unable to hear her own soft cries echoing around the room due to the loud, heavy pulse that now filled her ears.'Please, please,' she groaned, as his teasing became almost unbearable. Sam paused to respond to her appeal. He had been using his thumbs to tease her lips open further, enabling him to probe her more deeply with his tongue.'Please what?' he asked impishly, blowing a fine trail of breath over her hardened clit.'Please let me come,' she begged, hands tightly gripping the sheets. 'Please, ''Tell me how you want to come,' he growled. 'What do you need?''Your fingers inside me,' she said quickly, the words falling out of her mouth in desperation. It was so unlike her to be issuing instructions in this way, particularly with somebody she barely knew, but he'd simply made her feel so desperate.'Just one?' he suggested, circling his index finger gently around her deep pool of arousal, before ever so slowly allowing it to slide into her warm, tight body. 'Or more?''Oh God!' she groaned, her pelvis grinding against the bed. 'More.''Um, yeah. I think more too,' he breathed, slowly retracting his single finger, before allowing it to return, this time coupled with his thicker middle finger. He was astonished at how easily they slipped into her tightly clenched pussy; she was so incredibly turned on, it was delightful.'And what about my mouth?' he murmured, ignoring Emily crying out in reaction to the sensation of being stretched wider.'Awgh,' she groaned, unable to find the words to respond, as his fingers moved inside her.'With my lips sweetly trapping your clit, you think?' he grinned. 'Yeah, I'm inclined to agree.' Commencing a continuous, demanding rhythm, Sam began to rock his fingers deep into Emily as he dropped his mouth down. He provided the perfect pressure, clamping his lips around her throbbing nub and working his nimble tongue around her pleasure centre. With great joy, Sam felt Emily shudder around him and he knew she was close.This is the moment thought Emily to herself, as her entire being ramped up towards her inevitable first orgasm. If I ever have a near-death experience again, this is the memory I want to flash before my eyes to remind me that I've truly lived. Moving her hips consistently against his powerful, unforgiving fingers and insistent mouth, Emily quickly surrendered all remaining self-control and crashed headlong into an extraordinarily powerful orgasm which seemed to have no end. When she eventually scaled back down to earth, she was left weak, dizzy and shaking, yet frantic for more. She swallowed hard, in an attempt to lubricate her dry throat, sore from the cries she'd been forced to expel. Retracting from her gently, Sam shuffled upwards and simply held her in his arms, allowing her to smell her own arousal on his breath.'That sounded pretty nice,' he murmured at last, once her breathing had recovered.'Jeez,' sighed Emily through clenched teeth. 'Do you have any idea how much I want you?''Show me,' he grinned and with a giggle, Emily willingly accepted his challenge. Sliding the T-shirt away from his flat stomach and up over his head, Emily ran her hands over Sam's warm skin, enjoying the amazing feel of his taut, muscled body beneath her soft fingertips. But she needed to feel closer; as close as it is possible for two people to ever be. Emily had never yearned for another person like she did for Sam; they felt like two halves of the same whole and she couldn't wait to be joined.His chest felt so strong and masculine as she ran her face against him, inhaling deeply. God, he smelt fantastic. Allowing her mouth to drop to his skin, she gently grazed her teeth, first against one nipple and then the other, relishing the groans coming from deep within his throat. Gaining confidence, her hands moved further down to his taut abdomen, circling teasingly with softly stroking fingers. Emily's mouth followed swiftly behind, kissing along Sam's torso; licking, tasting, nibbling and generally wallowing in the pleasurable sighs and groans he was making.Unable to help herself, her hands drifted further down Sam's incredible physique, fingers dipping under the waistband of his shorts and pushing them away. As his cock sprang up to greet her, she could sense herself salivating, so anxious for a taste. Lifting him gently, she wrapped her lips around his warm cock, lapping her tongue over the thick head.'Uh, Please, Emily,' groaned Sam.'Mum?' she murmured, unwilling to remove her mouth.'Turn around,' he requested. 'I need to taste you again. Please, 'Without removing him from her mouth, Emily managed to shuffle herself around until her pussy was held dripping over his face. With a groan of pleasure, his arms wrapped around her ass as he pulled her downwards and his talented tongue got to work once more. A deep moan rose from Emily's throat as her grip on his shaft tightened and she took more of his cock into her mouth, her spare hand sliding around to cup and massage his balls.Drowning in the pleasure of their mutual, intimate touch, Emily and Sam moved softly against each other, pushing the other ever-closer towards climax. Emily's mouth and hands played with Sam incessantly, until he couldn't imagine any more blood entering his cock; it would literally be impossible to be harder. In turn, Sam repaid the favour, holding Emily on the precipice of ecstasy, tongue softly probing, fingers everywhere. Emily felt an unexpected wave of power as she held a groaning, shaking Sam hovering on the edge of his own release, by simply swiping her tongue across his throbbing head every few seconds. In turn, he held her clit between his teeth, maintaining a pressure that made arousal flow effortlessly from her pussy.'I need you to fuck me. I need you right now,' demanded a panting Emily, releasing him at last.'Talk to me about contraception,' he murmured, breathing rapidly.'Oh crap!' she groaned. 'I'm not on the pill.''Okay, give me a sec,' he muttered. Pulling himself up from the bed, he dashed naked, out of the door and across the landing. He swiftly returned with a box of condoms and a broad grin.'My hero!' giggled Emily as he collapsed back down on the bed beside her. 'But how about we don't use them until right towards the end?' she suggested. 'I really want to feel you, without anything separating us.''That's naughty, young lady,' reprimanded Sam, pulling her soft figure against his.'I know, and I'm afraid I don't care,' she explained, kissing him tenderly. It was some time before they came up for air again.'You do understand that I'm going to screw you senseless, don't you?' Sam grinned, pushing her masterfully back onto the bed and settling between her knees, which she automatically wrapped around him. 'I just need you to be prepared for that.'Laying his torso down over hers, Sam guided the thick head of his cock into her deep pool of arousal. Emily whimpered quietly into his mouth; it was one of the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.Allowing a trembling Emily time to get used to every single inch of him, Sam proceeded very gradually, sliding inside slowly and fluently, able to feel every muscle within her body clench.'Oh, you beautiful, beautiful girl,' he groaned, the head of his cock pushed part way into her tightly clamped pussy. 'Oh, God! You're heaven, ''Please, don't tease me,' she begged, eager for more. 'I need all of you.''Have you never heard of the concept of delayed gratification?' he murmured. Sam could feel his cock grow wetter and wetter as he moved another inch inside, allowing a gasping Emily to become familiar with his considerable girth. 'Don't worry. I'll soon be fucking you, the way you need to be fucked. But, right now, I'm enjoying taking my time.'Emily tried to rock her hips in order to gain more of him, but to no avail. Chuckling, Sam lifted her wrists above her head, holding them within one of his large hands, to prevent further movement.'I'm obviously going to have to persuade you around to my way of thinking,' he sighed as, without any sense of urgency, he continued to barely move inside her. 'Close your eyes,' he instructed and, after a moment's hesitation, Emily did as she was bid.'Why?' she croaked, aware she was starting to be stretched to capacity.'Because I'll soon be buried completely inside you,' he whispered, dropping his spare hand to squeeze one of her superb nipples. Emily gasped in response to his touch. It sent an electric current directly to her very core, forcing her to clamp even more tightly around him.'My cock is slightly thicker at the base,' he continued, groaning in response to her reactions. 'And I want to know if you can feel that, once I've bottomed out.''Fuck!' groaned Emily, her pussy contracting around him, partly from his words and partly because he had now moved to biting the soft skin of her exposed throat; a serious erogenous zone in her case.At last, fuller than she'd ever known, Emily felt the sensation of Sam's pubic bone pushing hard against her, and she knew she'd taken all of him. He moaned long and low as Emily's internal walls constricted, forcing his cock to respond with a quick swell. With a curl of his hips, he increased the pressure yet further, firmly trapping her swollen, wet clit between their gently rocking bodies. Struggling against his hold, Emily responded by hitching her legs up slightly higher around his hips, deepening the angle.With a long, pleasurable groan, Sam dropped his mouth to Emily's and sampled her, whilst simultaneously rocking his hips gently, allowing the sensation between them to build. Utterly in control, he gradually pulled out of her, his long shaft being tightly gripped as it slid within her pussy. Sam found her overwhelmingly arousing; impossibly soaked, as she was, and beginning to shake in advance of her building climax. Reversing the direction, he started to push his cock slowly back into her wanton form, whilst also offering up his tongue. Emily groaned at the sensation of the simultaneous dual entry. Releasing her hands, he gently cradled Emily's head as he sank into her sensuality, happy to drown in their deep kiss. As though by reflex, Emily's hands moved behind him, nails digging into his firm ass, pulling him deeper. However, instead of taking her action as an opportunity to ramp things up, he simply continued to rock gently within.'Fuck me,' she demanded, gazing directly into his soft eyes.'Oh, don't worry, I will,' he growled. 'Once I've finished making love to you.'Burying himself deep inside her once more, Sam held Emily close. Despite trying to break free and grind against him, she found her movements controlled by his strong, muscular body and was instead forced to simply lay there and allow him to govern the pace. Slowly, she became aware of a wave starting to build inside her. As her pussy tightened and repeatedly clenched, so Sam's cock began to swell and throb. Sensing an oncoming orgasm, he tried to distract himself by giving one, two, three sharp thrusts in a row.'Oh God!' cried Emily, clamping down hard, her face contorted with pleasure.Taking a deep breath, Sam concentrated on composing himself. He wanted to watch Emily fall into the abyss and utterly lose control around him. He wanted to drive her through her pleasure. He wanted that so, so much. But to achieve any of that, he needed to hold it together. Rolling his hips forwards, he commenced a slow, relentless set of thrusts, guaranteed to help him achieve his goal.'Oh! Yes!' groaned Emily, her hips starting to twist as her hands grabbed randomly at his arms and shoulders. At first she matched Sam, but quickly they lost rhythm as he began to pound her, one solid stroke at a time, building into a slow crescendo. Heaving a mouthful of oxygen deep into her lungs, Emily found herself bracing in preparation. And then the first wave hit, as her pussy repeatedly pulsed and spasmed around Sam's thick, insistent cock.'Fuck,' groaned Sam, as the sensation of being gripping so tightly almost proved too much.Trying his best to maintain focus on Emily, Sam felt his heart soar at the sight of her in the throes of ecstasy, floating effortlessly from one orgasm to the next. But control wasn't something he could maintain forever. Throbbing so powerfully it was almost painful, he felt himself begin to lose timing as pure animal instinct took over. Subconsciously holding his breath, Sam began to twist and drive furiously into a spasming Emily with repeated sharp thrusts, giving her everything he had. Just before the inevitable, he purposefully pulled out of her open, willing body and submitted to the fury of his own climax. Groaning with relief, he sent streams of come exploding across her warm, soft skin before dropping his lips to kiss her gently on the forehead.'Oh shit! Thank you! I forgot about that, ' gasped Emily, grateful that at least one of them had the foresight to consider their protection.'No problem,' croaked Sam, breathing heavily as his shaky arms gave way and he collapsed onto the bed beside her. 'Sorry about the mess.''Um,' she groaned, stretching luxuriously as she rubbed his hot seed into her skin. 'I am certainly not complaining. You can literally do that any time.'By FenellaAshworth for Literotica.

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Hey everyone, it's JD here with Pete and Tim, and we've got an exciting episode for you as we explore the Tragically Hip's 1994 album, Day for Night. This record holds a special place in my heart, and I can't wait to share my memories with Pete and Tim. Listen in as we discuss the album's unique nuances.As we examine the tracks on Day for Night, we also dive into the powerful lyricism of songs like Greasy Jungle and Nautical Disaster, uncovering the stories behind them. Our discussion also touches on the impact of the album's intro song, Grace, Too, setting the tone for the record and leaving a lasting impression on listeners.Join us as we reminisce about the days of midnight album releases and the significance of this record in the Tragically Hip's discography. Through our conversation, Pete and Tim share their first experiences with the band's music. So, whether you're a longtime fan or discovering the Tragically Hip for the first time, this episode is sure to be a nostalgic and enlightening journey through the world of Canadian rock history.0:00:00 - Speaker 1Hey, it's JD here and I'm with Pete and Tim and we have a really big announcement we want to make. Are you strapped in Good? Mark your calendars for Friday, september 1st, as long-sliced brewery brings to you getting hip to the hip on evening for the Downey Wend Jack Fund. 0:00:22 - Speaker 2Join us at the Rec Room in Toronto for a night of music, unity and making a meaningful impact. This event is dedicated to honoring the legacy of the tragically hip, while supporting the Downey Wend Jack Fund. 0:00:32 - Speaker 3Immerse yourself in a powerful tribute performance by 50 Mission, celebrating timeless classics that have shaped Canadian rock history. We'll also wrap up the podcast in a memorable way by doing our finale live that evening, but it doesn't stop there. 0:00:48 - Speaker 1This event is all about making a difference. So we've got a silent auction with prizes. you've got to see, from Blue Jays tickets to tragically hip ephemera to kitchen appliances. If you're looking for something cool, chances are you'll find it at our silent auction. 0:01:05 - Speaker 2All proceeds for the evening will go directly to the Downey Wend Jack Fund supporting healing, reconciliation and positive changes for Indigenous communities. 0:01:13 - Speaker 3Tickets are on sale June 1st and can be picked up by visiting gettinghippetothehipcom and clicking on finale. 0:01:21 - Speaker 1By attending Getting Hip to the Hip, you're not only enjoying a night of incredible music and comedy, but also contributing to a brighter future. Join a community of like-minded individuals who believe in the power of music and unity. 0:01:35 - Speaker 2Tickets are only $40, so mark your calendars and visit our webpage to secure your spot at this unforgettable event to celebrate the hip with fellow hip fans. 0:01:45 - Speaker 3Getting Hip to the Hip. An evening for the Downey Wend Jack Fund promises to be an experience that leaves a lasting impact. Please join us at the Rec Room in Toronto on September 1st and be part of something truly meaningful. We'd love to see you there. 0:02:11 - Speaker 1It's nearly 10.30 pm on September 23rd 1994. I'm on the 106 bus riding from York University to Wilson Station. during my first year at the institution, i was on a mission to pick up the latest effort by my favourite band, the highly anticipated Day for Night. Since mid-summer of 1993, i'd been going bananas over the song Nautical Disaster, first introduced to me during my 19th birthday. It was at another roadside attraction, and as the band launched into New Orleans as Syncon they jammed through the now classic cut in spectacular fashion. However, it wasn't until the Kumbaya Festival early in September of that same year that I finally heard the track on tape. My friend Heather had come home from university having recorded the festival on DHS. We quickly dubbed the video to cassette and now I was off to the races From there. it took until Canada Day of 1994 before I heard anything else from the record. The hip played the gig with a chip on their shoulder, as many of the fans had acted brorish and disrespectful towards many of the opening acts, including Daniel and Locke. The set was heavily peppered with songs from Day for Night and I liked what I heard. As I got off the subway and approached HMV, it was nearing midnight. The new album would be in my hands soon and I could listen without the distraction of frapples throwing bottles towards the stage. From the first notes of Grace II, this one felt different, especially after the slick polish of fully completely or the bar blues of the prior two records. This was a band hitting its stride and understanding exactly where it fit into the fabric of the rock and roll paradigm. But that was then. Today I'm tasked with taking Pete and Tim into my memories and hoping to goodness this one sticks the landing for them. We'll soon find out on this episode of Getting Hip to the Hip. Long Sliced Brewery Presents Getting Hip to the Hip. Hey, it's JD here and welcome to Getting Hip to the Hip, a Tragically Hip podcast where we go through the discography of the hip with two folks who have never heard of the band before. So, while they're having their first experience listening to the music, you can revisit yours. Send me an email, jd, at GettingHipToTheHipcom, with your first experience with the Tragically Hip. It would be great to hear those, as we listen to Pete and Tim, describe theirs. Speaking of Pete and Tim, they are most certainly ready to be released from their protective hatches. I will push the button now and they are there. They are on their platforms. they're they're levitating platforms. How are you doing, fellas? 0:05:22 - Speaker 2Hey guys, Oh sorry. 0:05:26 - Speaker 1He nodded his head. 0:05:29 - Speaker 2I nodded my head for all you out there in radio land. 0:05:32 - Speaker 3That's my favorite aspect of podcasts. 0:05:35 - Speaker 1He loves theater of the mind. Sorry about that. Yeah, that's great. What's new? 0:05:42 - Speaker 2Oh man, it's new. Back in the saddle, man, you know. back to work today, like I said, struggling with a little bit of jet lag, but other than that, i mean I, i how much time we got JD. I could. Could tell you a lot of what's going on, but I don't know. Put you guys to sleep, tim. What's going on with you man? 0:06:08 - Speaker 3Oh, just cranking on. the week getting started here And last week was, to be honest, kind of rough, so I'm hoping this week's good. That's. that's what I'm counting on. 0:06:18 - Speaker 1Fingers across for you, fellas, both of you, to avail yourself from the. Jag, the Jag lat the jet lag and for you to feel better this week. 0:06:29 - Speaker 2Did you try to? did you try to call me a jackoff right now? 0:06:33 - Speaker 1Is that what you're trying to call me? No, i said jet lag, but I said it wrong. Jag lift, jag off. Yeah, i'm all right, i can't complain. We've got a new puppy dog and she's pretty awesome So far. She's having a nap on the bed right now. She spent the morning in her crate, so you know, we've been letting her run free this afternoon, or I have been letting her run free this afternoon. So, yeah, that's really irrespective of nothing. But Who named her? I did. 0:07:09 - Speaker 2Nice. 0:07:10 - Speaker 1Yeah, yeah, that's my last naming job that I get to do, though. 0:07:15 - Speaker 2I gotta ask you, michael Keaton, george Clooney, val Kilmer, christian Bale, robert Pattinson- I guess I'm a bailperson at this point. I would have. I would have also. The judges would have also accepted Adam West Michael. 0:07:34 - Speaker 1Keaton. Oh, adam West, yeah, sure, sure, yeah. 0:07:39 - Speaker 2Michael Keaton. Michael Keaton was great, but yeah, christian Bale was. Those movies were so amazing. 0:07:43 - Speaker 1Oh, it was Batmania, just Batmania, when Keaton and Tim Burton put that whole thing together. 0:07:52 - Speaker 2Oh yeah, Tim, were you a fan. 0:07:54 - Speaker 3No opinion. 0:07:55 - Speaker 2Okay, you're fleeting the fifth on this one. 0:07:59 - Speaker 1Yeah, no opinion, okay. So we're here today to talk about the fourth long play from the Tragically HIP, their fifth output at this point. This came out in 1994, to be exact, it came out the third week of my first year of university and they did a midnight album release. So, like all the record stores were open, they would be open all day and then they would close at nine and then they would reopen at midnight so they could sell the record, because it was the next day, it was Tuesday, so it was like Monday night at midnight you would go and get the record before anybody else. 0:08:42 - Speaker 2I remember that Tower used to do that too. 0:08:44 - Speaker 1Right, it was a cool fad and it's just. 0:08:48 - Speaker 2you know it's got like It was Tuesday you said right, That's right. 0:08:51 - Speaker 1Records always came out on Tuesdays. 0:08:53 - Speaker 2And there's a reason for that, and somebody told me the reason. I can't remember, but there was a reason. There's a distinct reason why that was the case, right. 0:09:01 - Speaker 1Okay. Well, if you out there know what it is, use social and let us know. Or shoot us an email at JD, pete or Tim at getting hip to the hipcom. This record means a lot to me. So you know, i'm not going to. I'm not going to beat around the bush this time. Or I am going to no, i'm not going to beat around the bush this time, i'm going to lay it all out right now and say I fucking love this record. So you know, let that not impact your scores. But there may be some arguments because it's just got the, it's got the crisscross of hitting a sweet spot for me with my favorite band at the time and coming out temporarily at just the right time you know to to build a culture around. you know it was produced by the hip with assistance from Howard and Freakin I believe it's Mark Howard and Mark Freakin. Freakin I want to say sound guy for the hip You can listen to fully and completely to get the all, the, all, the detailed information. We always went through that stuff in a big way on that show And this is not what this one's about. This is an addendum. So the label was MCA. This is again another MCA release for the hip Looks in at a record 59 minutes 26 seconds, you know, just a almost an hour. Singles It had six singles. Grace, two was a single, it was the first. One came out right before the record dropped. Greasy jungle was the second one. Nautical disaster was the third one. So hard done by then scared, and then thugs, and I believe that thugs was almost, you know, a full year after the record came out. So this one had legs. All music rated this record a 3.5 or part of me a three out of five, much lower than fully completely, which was the record before this, which got a 4.5 out of five. So a three. Very interesting, very, very interesting, grace. Start off the top with your initial thoughts on this record, mr Leiden. 0:11:32 - Speaker 3I felt it was long, you know, and realize pretty quickly that we were getting some extra songs. What else about it? I did notice some recording kind of changes or uplifts as far as production value goes, which is cool. What else about it? There are some certain songs on there which I absolutely dug. I ended up listening to the first half of the album several times I want to say struggled through to get through the whole album in a sitting, but I just kept finding myself starting over at certain points. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. So we can talk about that more. 0:12:16 - Speaker 1I mean, it's definitely a long record, And could I edit this record? Sure, i could. I'm not going to ever say which songs I would potentially edit out, because they're all my babies and I just couldn't say it, but I secretly know which ones I'd get rid of. Tim, you have been looking for an album. You've been searching for an album throughout this podcast. You know you've talked about Pizza with the Works, you've talked about Mishmash's and collections of songs produced together to round out an album, but it seems to me as though you are seeking not necessarily a concept, but a conceit, and I would have thought that paid off with fully, completely. It didn't. So how about this record? I? 0:13:06 - Speaker 3don't think I'm quite there yet, but I'm close. Okay, i was expecting this album to be maybe more, maybe more concise, since they were driving and had more control, i don't know. I think that just the fact that it was a couple songs longer in the cadence of all the songs and really looking at where their place and all those things that I like to do, you know, it checked a lot of boxes for me, but I didn't. I didn't finish listening to it in a take and go oh yeah, now I'm here. Pretty close though, but I'm pretty close, jd, tell us, tell us, you know, when it came out at 12.01, were you in line buying it, or when did you listen to it? Like, what do you recall from your first listen to this album and how you felt and why it's your fave? 0:14:00 - Speaker 1Well, again, it's got that crossroads right of like culture and time and place And they were my favorite band so it was like so exciting to be in Toronto and buying it right away, because before I would have had to buy it the next day, there had been some concerts leading up to the release of this record where they had dribbled some breadcrumbs of what this record was going to entail And it was so cool to hear it And, more importantly for me, after the very slick sounding fully, completely, i love the. Well, you guys both know that I'm into lo-fi music and this isn't necessarily lo-fi, but this sounds much more self-produced, right Like. It sounds like it's recorded by people who are making their first record in a good way, in a really good way, like it's so fresh sounding after what. The last group of records that we heard were more slick and polished and that sort of bar rock thing. I've always said. This was the record where the Tragically Hip revealed that it hasn't been beer that's been fueling them all these years. It's weed, like they're a total weed band, and this record was the first one that reminded me of that. The rest of the records are sort of beer Okay okay, you know. Yeah, i've had 30 years to gestate on that, though, so bear that in mind. Now Pete has blood pouring out of his mouth right now. He's chewing his tongue off. You know He's dying to jump in here. What does he have to say about all this hullabaloo? 0:15:43 - Speaker 2Well, real quick. You mentioned that this was three out of five, and fully and completely was 4.5 out of five. Who's the company? 0:15:55 - Speaker 1I always use all music. I always use all music, all music, yeah. 0:15:59 - Speaker 2Yeah, they got their heads up their asses, because I don't even remotely see how this is less on the point scale than fully and completely, because I thought this record was fucking awesome. I agree that I felt the same way. That kind of Tim felt that it was a bit lengthy. I felt myself starting at a number of times and struggling a little bit to get through some ladder parts. There's certainly some areas where they could trim the fat, if you will. I'm not going to say which ones they are, but it was like for a band that's producing their first. It's their first go at producing a record themselves. It's kind of like it's just a little too much. It's like going out on a great first date, dinner's great, movie's great go back to the house. Sex is great. Oh, first date That your date's like hey, do you ever want to have kids? You know, it's like. It's like totally could've just done without saying that and the night would've been perfect. Like they just say that, they just ask that. Like on their way out It's like, oh, okay, doesn't mean you're not going to go out with them again, but it's, you know, i love it. I love it. 0:17:30 - Speaker 3I'll leave it there for now to let you say You know, i'll just quickly add on that very you know, very similar token that I had with it. I'm curious to hear the next albums And then to again look back at specific albums to see how I feel about them, because this is probably one. You know you are so excited. You know there's a trilogy of movies coming out on something that you love And you see the first one and you're like God, i hope the next two movies are just as good. Maybe the next one is pretty good or better, and you're like, oh shit, this is going to be great. You know, it's kind of I'm leaning towards that. I'm excited to revisit some of these to see how I feel in a couple of months. Hopefully I won't be like dude, i'm done you guys. No, that's not going to be the case. But yeah, i'm anxious to revisit the future for sure, because this is probably one of those albums. 0:18:30 - Speaker 1Yeah, yeah, i'll be interested to see that too. Maybe again we will have like a 10 year reunion. Pete mentioned that in the last episode. You know we should go back 10 years. Oh, we might. So who knows, maybe we will revisit this on whatever platform the kids are listening to in the future. I'm sure they'll be nuclear powered or something OK. So here's something new An intro song that doesn't just like open with a kick to your ass. It opens in a much different way. It still manages to kick your ass, but in a much different way. It doesn't have like a lick off the top like little bones or courage for human clenin, you know. It just doesn't have or blow a high dough. It doesn't have that same sort of whoop in the butt. It's a taste of like this is what you're going to get. I think You know it's a little bit of like setting the table. It's because you're listening to it and you're like whoa, this isn't the hip that I left behind a year and a half ago. 0:20:08 - Speaker 6Come on, just let's go. She kind of bit her left Geez, I don't know. But I can guarantee That we're now not gonna do. I'm told no proof That we're not gonna do. That's what I'm here for. I come from downtown. I'm already familiar. I'm with the low and weaks of our nation. That's what I'm here for. 0:21:46 - Speaker 7The secret rules of engagement are hard to endure. 0:21:57 - Speaker 6When the appearance of conflict again surrender means the appearance of force. Uncle, uncle, i can guarantee, i can guarantee There'll be no knock on the door. I can guarantee. I'm total proud. That's what I'm prepared for. Yeah, i've come from downtown. I'm ready for you. I'm ready to scale. And it's frustration. I'm ready to scale. And it's frustration. I'm ready to scale. And it's frustration. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. 0:25:07 - Speaker 7No, no, no, no, no, no. Thank you, music lovers. On behalf of our crew the finest crew in the business, ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of Robbie Gordy, johnny Paul, mr Jim Bryson on Keys, us musicians and the crew and everybody here tonight, we want to thank you. Thank you, music lovers. Thank you and Merci beaucoup. Summer on. Summer on take care of each other, drive the speed limit, wear a life jacket. 0:26:24 - Speaker 2Summer on you mentioned setting the table and I agree. And it's saying that it's a different band. That's like the one of the first things that wrote down. I feel like to be honest with you. I like this song so much. I feel like kind of it's just stupid even talking about it like it's such an honestly, it's a fucking banger. And I think I had sent to you guys in the group text like the SNL performance of this song. Yeah, it's just, it's jaw-dropping. Yeah, it's. It's the line about just. I looked at the phrasing, i looked at the lyrics and the way he did he wrote the lyrics and it's just so cool. Sorry, i wish I could articulate it better, but the rules of engagement are hard to endorse. Yeah, like is this I read a little bit online that it was you know about like a man propositioning a prostitute or a young girl. But I'm also like, is this a song about war? is this like an anti-war line that he's throwing in there? is it a double and tongue girl? I don't know, but I don't know. I could say a million things about this song, but I'll hand it over to to mr Leiden. 0:27:54 - Speaker 3I'm. I'm pretty much in the same boat. I heard this song and I immediately thought this is a stellar hip song. I can't wait to hear the rest of the album. But instead of like really going to the rest of the album, i immediately found the first live version I could find on a Google search, because I thought this song is, is gotta be, you know, quintessential live hip song and that's that's kind of where I went and I ended up finding the, the Woodstock 99. If you guys haven't watched any of the documentary about Woodstock 99, please do. It was a just the demise of Western North America, usa culture right there. But anyways, this recording, this video recording of the band at Woodstock 99, is so good, like chills on my arms, like Goose Pimples, it was just fucking amazing. This, this song. You know, i was basically like okay, that's, that's my single. Should I listen to the rest of the album? I'm pretty happy right now didn't they do. 0:29:12 - Speaker 2What did they do? a 94 and a 99, or did they just do 99 just? 0:29:19 - Speaker 3I think the documentary it's a 99 one, where they set everything on fire and tore down all the stages and rated the food trucks and 99 all those things. And then, you know, with this song in particular, i was anxious to hear the band doing their own thing without, you know, managers or producers looming over them. And there were a couple different things I heard, which are even more so on certain songs. But the drums sounded a little different, a little bigger. Maybe the bass was a little bit more engaged with drumming. And there's there's been some times when the bass is kind of funky feeling, just like really in it there was some kind of I don't know, pete, you might know, but there was some echo, really echoey guitar effects. 0:30:12 - Speaker 2I got, i got that written which were pretty cool. 0:30:15 - Speaker 3Yeah, it was kind of the song just hit all the boxes had kind of this transcendental gonna take you on a journey. You know, i liked it so much I was like I don't even care what it's about, this is just a great listen yeah. 0:30:32 - Speaker 1Tim you talking about. You know the drums being bigger and you know the production just sounding. You know bigger and you know with with some of the guitar effects a lot of it has to do with. They went back to New Orleans but this time they went to that Daniel Inwas studio and the Kingsway studio, which is just a big old house and you know they would do stuff like bedsheets over the stairwells and you know, just like like home studio tricker, but on a bigger, bolder scale, because this house has so many nooks and crannies that you can get different sounds of the different spaces. And they took advantage of that, which is very different from the, the path they took on the record prior. 0:31:22 - Speaker 2Okay, daredevil so daredevil this, the skipping start that they did. Yeah, i feel like that was. So this was. What year was this? again? GD 94, 94. So I feel like I mean that was the height of like CDs like were where literally everybody had a CD player, wasn't like the early days. So I feel like maybe it was a. It was a joke to to make people think their CD was skipped, because if you ever bought a CD and you were unfortunate to buy a scratch CD that was brand new and it skipped, you were fucking pissed. Oh yeah, so that was cool, that was unique. This song certainly does sound way better in the car. I don't know if it's just specifically my car, because I have a pretty good sounds. 0:32:26 - Speaker 3It's the premium audio system. Is that what you guys kept saying? 0:32:30 - Speaker 6premium audio. 0:32:31 - Speaker 3I think we're at a point for an acronym for pass sound system everybody everybody listening. 0:32:37 - Speaker 1How about a? 0:32:38 - Speaker 3t-shirt yeah, if I get, if I get through this. 0:32:41 - Speaker 1Okay, these guys only a ride in Pete's car, the big that dooby or there should be a bingo card where the you know, every time you hear Pete say premium audio sound system, you tick the box, or and then there's of course the free square, and then, if you hear me say so, there's that geez, we're going to Malaga. 0:33:15 - Speaker 3There's this guy there with this premium audio system and he gives people rides. 0:33:22 - Speaker 2I'm just saying that because I'm due you're doing yeah, for sure $25 a song I'm good I think that'd be cool. I think a job this no, this song. Tim mentioned something about the, this bass. You were JD, you were talking about the, the studio and all the trickery. But yeah, this is the first one where I write down the like the guitar solos, for example. They seem way less defined on this record, and I don't mean it in a bad way, i mean it in a way that and then there was a really cool oscillation effect maybe a little more jam. 0:34:13 - Speaker 3I don't know if you know, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, i think the flavor is kind of gelled together more the oscillation effect. 0:34:24 - Speaker 2If you've ever heard the the song real emotional trash on the album, real emotional trash yeah, that Steve Malkomis song I know this came before that, but whatever he's using on that guitar solo is exactly the same effect they're using on their level because that oscillation of the guitar is just. It's so cool. I wish I was cool enough to know what it was to ever be able to use myself, because it's fucking rad. Anyway, i dug this song a lot. I really liked it. 0:34:59 - Speaker 1What do you think? what do you think they're damn? 0:35:03 - Speaker 3I did too. I think, yeah, i love the drummer just counting it off at the beginning. That that made it feel like maybe more home recording type scenario. This song, this song, like I was wishing I was in a bar, just like sitting at the bar pull-up and just I felt like I could be watching the band, you know. But it was like the barkeep and the kitchen people and I don't know. This, this one, this one kind of took me in a different direction than than many. After the one minute mark maybe this is kind of what you're talking about, pete like with the guitar and drums it gets kind of heavier or more layer layered. It felt like locomotive, like this train's just really going story wise, i mean, that's probably a podcast itself to talk about Annie Edison Taylor and going over the falls aspect of this one I love. The line in the real wonder of the world is that we don't jump to. Yes, you know, that's. That to me is like it delivers something inspiring. The song is like get out and get after it. Step out, you know, jump off that cliff, you have 50% chance of surviving if you survive. It's gonna be awesome and if you die, it'll be awesome. You know, this sounds really. It really is really cool. 0:36:40 - Speaker 1Where do we go next? we hit track three, and that's greasy jungle. Take it, tim greasy jungle. 0:36:48 - Speaker 3This one, the snares really snappy. I felt like this is where you're kind of hearing different recording, maybe aspects. When I say snappy snare, it's like tuned tighter. Maybe you know there's lots of film references here in this song which we've gotten before. There's congas, like. There's some hand drumming at some point in the song, i believe, which is. I was just like kind of tuned into the drums on this one. Obviously that's a background effect, but a new layer. There's a definitely a new crash cymbal, like there was some new drum gear right on this album. There's a new crash cymbal that's really bright. That's always kind of gets my attention. I didn't realize first few listens that it was like dirty streets, metropolis, correlation with greasy jungle. I didn't know what the heck it was about. You know I didn't for a song three. I always like hope that this is the one that's gonna get maybe somebody around the bases at bat. You know that they're gonna push, push it through and this one didn't do it as much for me. I was more kind of like okay, what's, what's next with. 0:38:21 - Speaker 1This one didn't grab me so much one of the cool little Gord Downey stories is the lyric that you're just talking about metropolis noir. It sounds so elegant and mysterious at the same time. But metropolis noir is a name he saw on a bag of coffee, it's. It's like French roasts, but in French it wasn't French roasts, it was a dark roast or something, or Italian roast. 0:39:00 - Speaker 3Dark roasts. Dark roasts, italian roasts. 0:39:02 - Speaker 1I forget which one it was, but it translated, because everything in Canada has to have a French label and a Canadian label. It translated to matropolis noir. So that's just one of those little things he stuck in his notebook. and then he's writing this greasy jungle, matropolis noir. And all of a sudden you've got this setting and then it takes you on that little story for funeral home sandwiches and coffee. Oh delicious Yeah. 0:39:33 - Speaker 3Yeah, i think that I also read that it maybe referenced a diner that he worked at that had the same name. Oh really, did you guys know that? Yeah, yeah, greasy jungle. Greasy jungle Sounds like a good diner though. 0:39:48 - Speaker 2Yeah, jd, you said French roasts, and it's funny because I always think I don't remember the name of the comedian, but in France they just call it roast, just like Tim and I's definition of Canadian bacon is actually just bacon for you right, JD, No I can't remember the comedian who did that bit, but, tim, i couldn't disagree with you more on this one. However, i will tell you. 0:40:25 - Speaker 1Tim, you're ignorant slut. 0:40:30 - Speaker 3Yes. 0:40:31 - Speaker 2I'm done. I sort of felt like that the first time I heard it And the more I. This was one where I kept digging Actually I didn't really have to do much work, but just the more I listened to it the more I was like okay, i get it. I get why this was a single. This is a banger on the phrasing on it. The vocal phrasing absolute A. Plus another great car song on the solos, super experimental, like again. It's cool, because it's not. Most of the guitar on this record is not like this. It's not a producer going. 0:41:11 - Speaker 1Okay, boys, let's lay down the solo. This is where we're going to put the solo here. Give me 32 bars, let's go. 0:41:18 - Speaker 232 bars, yeah, like it just it's so cool and it's not like that. And this song is the first although not as much, because there's another one we'll bring up and I'm sure you guys know which one it is But this is the first song where I really hear that the influence this band had on a Linus Morrisette. Oh wow, Oh yeah, There's another song on this record that we'll get to. That is clearly. It's clearly. She was sitting in her room listening to this record prior to recording Jagged Little Pill, like which I can't remember what year that came out. 0:42:04 - Speaker 1What year did that come out? It came out, i want to say the summer of 95 was when the was when she broke, when she exploded. 0:42:13 - Speaker 3Yeah, is she a fan? Is she a fan? 0:42:16 - Speaker 2She's a great musician and she's Canadian, so I would be hard pressed to think she's not. At least, i didn't mind. Oh yeah, she's Canadian. Yeah, you fuck her, stick together. So I saw her live in 2018 in LA and she just, i mean, fucking blew the roof off the place. Oh man, it was, it was, it was insane. 0:42:40 - Speaker 1Anyway, my wife had tickets to the 25th anniversary tour of Jagged Little Pill and it got canceled due to COVID. So, yeah, total drag. Yeah, yeah, okay, yeah, i'm, i'm on your side there, pete. As far as Greasy Jungle goes, next one is a cool thing that I don't know if this is something that pre-existed. You know, i don't know if somebody had taken a photograph and of a dog, you know, with its teeth bared, and wondered aloud if it had been yawning or snarling. Because, like, since that time, i've seen so many photos that I say that line in my head. You know, there's so many photos that they're captured and we feel something right away, but then you have to sort of open your mind and go well, wait a minute, maybe that feeling that I'm feeling isn't the right feeling. You know, it was just the way the photo was captured. It could have been yawning or snarling, and that sort of kicks us off. 0:44:08 - Speaker 5The cops go into the crowd under a glaring platter of light and the music's just so loud and the tourists take their t-shirts off and a bus load of kids and gifts to the finger Afternoon, when the sidewalk's hot and the shadows too chilly to linger. 0:44:50 - Speaker 6Both we're in the escuchians and at the bar, and people are helming Downtown. Never, ever been. 0:45:06 - Speaker 5Now just wait for me, I'm gonna resurface. 0:45:17 - Speaker 6I take a look at this photo girl. I don't know how clearly it's taken away. 0:45:28 - Speaker 5I'm gonna get out of here. I never saw it. The picture is never clear. 0:45:41 - Speaker 6I'm gonna make a decision. I mean an incarceration, i mean so much. One night in El Paso, the cops fall into the crowd Under a throbbing bladder of light And the music is just so loud And the tourists turn their TVs off. The box is apart with the sound of a linger Night time when the shadows come And you tilt to the tips of your fingers. But that's the way it goes in our region. I'm so strong, i'm making a chance Downtown, never ever been. Now just wait for you to resurface. Take a look at this photograph. How clearly it's taken away. He could have been the artist, not an artist. This picture is never clear. I'm so good at this photo, girl. How clearly it's taken away. I'm gonna get out of here. 0:47:48 - Speaker 5I'm in a slumber. The story is never clear. Walks right into a Mardi Gras parade. We're touring the south at the bottom of the beard. 0:48:28 - Speaker 2Yonnie and Snarling I first listened to. This record was my favorite song And that was, with my, everything I love about Grace too, it starts out very mad season. I don't know if you know that band. 0:48:52 - Speaker 1Yeah, that was the supergroup right. 0:48:54 - Speaker 2Yeah, that was the supergroup of Pearl Jam and Alice in Chains And that record. When did that record come out? Did it come out in 1993? Maybe, so they were active in 1994 to 1996, So maybe it's the same time, I don't know. Anyway, it starts out like the first and it builds. I don't know. I just loved it. I could say so much about the instrumentation, But lyrically, I don't know if you've got a line on exactly what it's about JD, But there's some historical references in there And talking about El Paso, he brings up the Mexican US border there. I'm pretty sure that runs through the 100th Meridian, Oh wow now, i know that. I could be wrong, but it just kind of feels like it's going, like Cordoni's really going in. He's a big fan of these historical references. I don't know, i dug it. What's saying you, tim? 0:50:11 - Speaker 3I dug it. I think when I first heard it started up I was thinking Okay, here's the spooky, sinister Pipps song of the album Which we often get. You know, if any song that I hear I hear a reference about El Paso or the Rio Grande, it's usually something heavy. It's not about going tubing and fishing and having fun. So yeah, there's a line in there about the cops go into the crowd Throbbing bladder of light. You know, i'd love that phrase, throbbing bladder of light. The music is so loud nighttime when the shadows cough Like this. Lyrically, the song's loaded, it's just it's really really big. I just, you know, somebody beat up and throw it in the river. This is an early song there's a moody guitar ending, i think throughout the song. The bass to me I'm always kind of honing in. It's funny because Pete's on guitar and I'm on bass and drums, which is cool, but the bass is a little punchier, like it's tuned up or I don't know. This one had definitely some home, you know, if they recorded it in the house. I'm just gonna call it home production because it's basically what it was, even if it was like Super Pro Studio, like there's some little things in there that I heard for sure. It's an interesting song. It's pretty cool It was. It's kind of an early song to me. I stuck with it a few times. 0:51:58 - Speaker 1Cool. What's next? It's number five. We're at five. Fire in the hole. 0:52:07 - Speaker 3Yeah, let's fire. Fire in the hole is fucking cool. And I say that because I heard kind of this 90s grungy punk influence with this one, even though it's not like super fast or anything. But then when I started reading into it, you know, because I figured it had something to do with fascism and Nazis And I don't know. There's something you know angry here. There's some different ties to Sonic Youth's Youth, sonic Youth's Youth Against Fascism song. It's very I don't want to say very similar, but there's definitely some things shared. You know, that was a time for me. It was a time of really getting into, like crunchy guitars, a little bit more experimentation, faster rhythms. You know this song, for a hip song maybe, is like a little bit tougher. It's a little bit tougher. And I also just thought you know by its own name and chorus that this one is probably ruckus live. It's probably just fun and, you know, fist in the air. 0:53:30 - Speaker 2Yeah, i agree, i agree, this is a banger for sure. The guitar work on it I definitely. I mean it's weird, i don't know because I'm not the biggest Guns N' Roses fan, but you know, slash's Les Paul guitar tone is pretty distinct, you know, when you hear it, and the guitar tone on this song that he's playing some lines sounds, i mean, identical. It doesn't sound like Guns N' Roses, of course the song doesn't, but that guitar tone just was so reminiscent of that And it kind of made me think, okay, so they're like trying to, they're trying to shed some older skin from the previous records, but you know, it's sort of like you can take the. You know, take the what out of the what, but you can't take the what out of the what. They still got it in their roots. You know what I mean. 0:54:35 - Speaker 1Yeah. 0:54:38 - Speaker 2So that's definitely there. And then, yeah, this is one like the obviously Grace too. I mean that's sort of like the flagship of this record. But this is another song where you're like, okay, gord's found his voice. He's really, you know, If the band is his recliner, like whenever he gets up, you can see his ass imprint. It is always there. He's found his voice. The chair is sunk. It's sunk in. Does that make sense What I'm trying to say? Yeah, he's. Yeah, he's been in that chair so long now for a number of records that it's just comforts Like he's found it. 0:55:29 - Speaker 1He knows where he's at. He's in the groove. He's in the groove Like he's absolutely. And to me, guys, isn't this the heaviest that we've ever heard them. Or is there something on Foley that might be? No, i think you're right, i do. 0:55:46 - Speaker 3I think it's up there. I think it's up there. 0:55:48 - Speaker 1Yeah, because you were saying fast and I was thinking to my head, I was like yeah, it is fast. It's fast and heavy, Like this is a great song alive. 0:55:54 - Speaker 2This is like Foo Fighters, Fast Like I was like whoa. 0:55:59 - Speaker 1Yeah, because it's still, it's still. 0:56:05 - Speaker 3It's interesting. You went to guns and roses. I don't know why I didn't go there Like I. Just I didn't hear that reference, but I want to go back. 0:56:14 - Speaker 2Just the guitar, just the guitar time. 0:56:17 - Speaker 3Yeah, yeah, yeah. 0:56:19 - Speaker 2For me oftentimes that doesn't mean something positive, Just yeah you know, outside of them anybody else I hear sounding like remotely like guns and roses. You just kind of go, eh you know. But I think it was just weird that Tom was there because coming up the hip I feel were such a that was. That was what most bands were sounding like back then. 0:56:49 - Speaker 3I don't know. Yeah, maybe 50 mission cap or something. Oh yeah, yeah, this one, you know. 0:56:56 - Speaker 1Yeah, you might be right, You might be and you might be so hard done by. 0:57:00 - Speaker 2So hard done by. To be honest with you, this is probably my least favorite of the of the record. Hey, we're in the break. Yeah, i just didn't. Yeah, i thought it was, i thought it was a cool chorus, but I just I kept thinking about, like, what would I say about the song? And it's just, you know, maybe in the 10 year reunion by then I'll have something. but this song, sorry, i wish I had I had more for it, but I really just don't. 0:57:42 - Speaker 3I'm with you a bit. I heard Allison Chains right away And I don't think it's like it's not like 100% Allison Chains. That's who I thought of And I'm starting to hear, you know, and occasional references to bands that we're doing well during this time And I'm not a big Allison Chains fan by any means, but it's. you know, there's still some lyric nuggets in here I love. you'll have to wait a minute. It's an en somatic Like. that to me is kind of a phrase of if you want, you know, beauty in life, it's not going to come to you right away. You got to, you got to deal. The ending is kind of rough. You know the yeah, i'm with you, pete. The ending is kind of rough. The snare is too snappy. The snare is like so snappy that it's like that's how you tune a snare for fucking punk rock songs with a high beat per minute. You know it just didn't. it just didn't. 0:58:45 - Speaker 1It's funny that you say that, because the original, like the demo version of this song is totally up tempo. Well so it's. It's a completely different song Me I. I think this is, i think it's fine, i think it's harkens back to like, like it could be on up to here, it could be on road apples. To me it's got that sleazy, not quite stone Z vibe. So I was really surprised to hear you say Alison chains, because I'm I'm going more of like the roots. You know, okay, that's, that's my vibe of John, but but that's, you know, this one, that's just how it was for sure. 0:59:30 - Speaker 3More filler had a rough ending and I was kind of glad it was like, okay, what's next? You want to? you want to add something, pete. 0:59:37 - Speaker 2Oh, all I was going to say was You know, that'd be cool if it was. I mean, maybe it is cool live. And I just just to comment that I always hate when you hear a band play a live version of a song and it's just fucking killer And that's the first way you hear it. And then you hear the studio version and it just absolutely blows. 0:59:59 - Speaker 3So yeah, i'm, i'm with you, I'm with you. Maybe this is that? 1:00:03 - Speaker 2But to answer your question, JD, what's next is not cool. I've actually heard JD sing this song. 1:00:12 - Speaker 1Oh, that's right, I did it. I did it for a, i did it for a hip podcast, like I do a pod list, just like I do for medium alchemists And I sang it. Is that that was right? Yeah, yeah. 1:00:27 - Speaker 3I dug it, I thought it. I thought it was what's, what's that pod JD had that he took off. It was like JD sings in the shower, Was it that one? 1:00:36 - Speaker 2That's what I wanted. Jd sings in the shower. There was a. There was a. There was a video version of the podcast too, but that was yeah that was that, the lovely fans. No, i remember hearing this and the first time you sent it to me I think I was already living in Malaga. But great tune, i, you know this, and JD, you, you, you explained to me what this song was about and I've since forgotten because my brain doesn't work anymore at my age, but I did get. I think the reason why we started talking about it in the first place was because we I mentioned to you the another great Canadian singer, gordon Lightfoot's Right, ricky Deven, if it's Gerald. And so you, you brought this song up and that's kind of how it came into my, my atmosphere, my airspace if you will. 1:01:44 - Speaker 1Well, those are forever linked for me, because the first time I saw this song played live Gordon, he introduced it live as a Canadian musician, would be complete without a song about a nautical disaster. 1:02:04 - Speaker 5This song is called nautical disaster. These are the Dh과a stations for brokers. 1:02:36 - Speaker 6NotOf cybersecurity. This is Darryl, i don't wanna sweat. Ha. What's wrong? What's going on? Can't tell yourself I'm a foreign team. He said hang on, just stop, shut your big mouth and gotta do what you feel is real. He got no peace and false gods Got no Sunni, my baby. She won't know me when I'm thinking about music. I'm a foreign team. Keep it going, man. 1:04:11 - Speaker 7Let's keep the wagon wheel going. Alright, i had this dream where I relished the fray And the screaming filled my head all day. I felt as though I'd been spinned here, Settled in into the pocket. 1:04:44 - Speaker 6In a lighthouse on some rocky socket Of the coast of France, dear One afternoon. Four thousand men died in the water Here And five hundred more repression, matthew, is parasite's life In your blood. Now I'm in a lifeboat Designed for ten. Ten on me. Anything that's systematic Would get you hated. It's not a deal, nor a test, Nor a love of something stated. The selection was quick, the crew was in order And those left in the water Got kicked off the padlock And we headed home. 1:06:24 - Speaker 7And in the dream and when the phone rings, we're doing alright. 1:06:30 - Speaker 6I set it out there Those days and nights, but only a fool would complain. Anyway, susan, if you'd like A conversation To say myself, in my memory Is those fingertips Scratching on my heart, and I'm in a lifeboat Designed for ten. Ten on me. 1:07:41 - Speaker 7Anything that's systematic Would get you hated. It's not a deal, nor a test, nor a love of something stated, no matter how hard it is. You see how hard it is, it's real hard. 1:08:27 - Speaker 5There's a lifeboat Hanging on a wire Sucking up to someone, just a stoke of fire. 1:08:35 - Speaker 7Picking up the highlights of the scenery, saw some little clouds. 1:08:50 - Speaker 5They looked a little like me. I had my hands in the river, my feet back up from banks, looked up to the Lord above, said he'd call me thanks. Some times I feel so good I've got to scream. Said 40 baby, i know exactly what you mean, he said. He said I swear to God. He said Now, now. 1:09:27 - Speaker 6Now, okay, my memory Was my dear watch's river that I nailed. If near or leave a sink in there, then I don't wanna swear Swag, swag, swag, swag. 1:10:42 - Speaker 1Swag, swag, and then they launch into New Orleans' sinking. Oh my gosh, and you're sorta like what? What's going on? And then, in the middle of New Orleans' sinking, is this brand new song, fully fleshed out, not a? 1:11:00 - Speaker 3good one. You know, i read about this And it's fucking holy crap. 1:11:07 - Speaker 1It is a tornado Like it is, so destructive. 1:11:14 - Speaker 3And you know, there's not many bands Who perform live that do Extremely intentional things like that For the audience. There's not many bands that do that Doing something like that, mixing in a new song in the middle of a song People know And then did they circle back? 1:11:31 - Speaker 1Yeah, They finished, then they finished all of these things. 1:11:34 - Speaker 3That's just insane to me. I just love, i just love, love, love that. I just love that. If any, if any songwriters are out there, do that for me. When I come here you live, mix me in a new one. It's a treat, right? Yeah, because it's the opposite of going to a show And hearing a band play Like their album. You know, i've walked out of shows Because it's just boring as fuck. You know, i'll say this about In 18. I believe it was built to spill. Oh my gosh, it was like I could have just put on One of their records and sat at home. So, yeah, to be able to split in another song And keep going and mix it up And do all these things that are so creative And have the confidence to do that, and phew. 1:12:30 - Speaker 2The only thing I'll say in defensive built to spill Is there's always. 1:12:34 - Speaker 3Oh, everybody defends. Built to spill. 1:12:36 - Speaker 2No, no, i'm only saying it live I've never seen them live. Only because they always have a new line up. It's only a singer They do. They do. So if I'm a guy sitting in And part of the band this time around, the only thing I know is the record, because that's probably how they play together, which that's uh. Yeah, my buddy's seen them live And he kind of had the same feeling as you did. 1:13:01 - Speaker 1Same feeling as you did, i'm just starting to get into built. 1:13:04 - Speaker 3Yeah, sorry, bds fans. There you have it. There's another fan that wants to punch me in the gut. Not a cool disaster, i think it's fucking cool. Like my sentiment right away was like Here's the epic storytelling TH song. Here The drums it was like beating. Like we're charging into war Lifeboat designed for ten and ten. Only You know. There's just all these Great metaphors in there for like I don't know. 1:13:34 - Speaker 1Oh, i love the line about getting The remaining people in the water Getting kicked off at Antler. Oh man, i don't know why. Yeah, and this song, there's no structure, there's no verse, there's no chorus, it's just literally Like you said, tim, it's like a story. 1:13:51 - Speaker 3Yeah yeah, i don't know who the Susan reference is. I didn't look too much into that part, like, towards the end there's something about Susan Which I don't know why. With this band, whenever they mention a woman I'm always like. 1:14:03 - Speaker 1She's Evelyn's sister. 1:14:04 - Speaker 3Because it's often something grim. But you know this song there's. There's lots of data in there. This could be a rabbit hole song. It wasn't so much for me, just because I thought it was awesome. 1:14:19 - Speaker 1You're right, it is awesome. It's fucking awesome. Maybe I'm out and we're actually more song for the band. Where do we go next? Um Thugs? 1:14:28 - Speaker 2This is gonna sound really strange, but first of all, i love the chorus on this song. That's fantastic. I really dug this song a lot. It's ironic that it's called thugs and the baseline is a slowed-down version of Grandmaster flashes a message yes or yes? 1:14:54 - Speaker 3Whoa, I didn't go that deep, but I knew it was something like I. I felt there was something go out on in this song And I didn't know what I was you know, i didn't know what it was, but Uh, you keep going it's a deep, deep. 1:15:09 - Speaker 2There's clearly a deep admiration for Grandmaster flash Going on here and The. this the we reference to JD. You mentioned that this is the song where, or this is the record where, you realized they're actually a wee band out of your band. 1:15:30 - Speaker 1Um, yeah, it sort of. It sort of happened at the same time to me as well, no, but you know, there's the reference about All roll or rolling. I'll do the details, you do the roll and I'll do the details. I'm sorry about that. That's all right. 1:15:48 - Speaker 2Yeah, that's, that's kind of where. That's kind of Where I thought on that, the Again the chorus awesome, uh, there's. He keeps doing this high, are you know? it doesn't a couple times and on the record but he does like a high-pitched whoo And this song, that's really cool. And The spacey reverb Guitar is just like. I couldn't think of the song that it reminded me of or the artist, but it's, there's so much reverb on this on that guitar, it's like It's insane. 1:16:26 - Speaker 1Love it, love love, love this one. Yes, it's, yeah, you can swim in it Well said. Yeah, yeah. Where are you on thugs? 1:16:34 - Speaker 3You know I I Felt it was a little bit filler. You know I I didn't get a whole lot from this one I when I Started looking into kind of the movie references or what they get up trying to figure out When I was trying to figure out. You know any details About this song that could make me get into it more? I read and I've read this before, the quote from gourd, that if that's what you think it's about, then that's what it's about Sure, which made me think for this song. Okay, if it's. You know if I think gourd would tell me hey man, if you, if you don't dig this song, then maybe you should try Inevitability of death. You know, if you want to get heavier, then go here. If you don't, you don't get heavy with thugs and let's give you a song about struggling with cancer, which is, i think, inevitability of death. You know, there's what I enjoyed about this song is they mix it up a little bit. You know there's a Chorus singing without drums. You know they're starting to do little creative things on this album That I think help make it stand out and keep my interests more. That's kind of what I, yeah, that's kind of what I've noticed. But then you know, i think everybody probably knows anybody, or sorry, anyone knows someone is diet of cancer and maybe that's what this is about about and living life. You know, trying to Do everything to your fullest. I'm not sure about this. The song was, it was a good jam, it was it was. 1:18:17 - Speaker 1You know what you're not. You're not Far off the track. I don't think, though, when, when you say that about cancer but that would be just so terribly ironic you know Writing a song about that and then succumbing to that illness. You know all those. 1:18:38 - Speaker 3Yeah, exactly. 1:18:40 - Speaker 1Because it came on suddenly. It wasn't something he battled with for very long. It came on suddenly and he was gone, wow, other than a other than a cross-canada tour. But well, you just think, puffy lips, glistening skin, yeah, everything comes rushing in. That could be like reference to, like the chemotherapy you know, like rushing into your body. You know We don't go to hell, just yeah. I love the. I also just love the word play. I thought you'd be the death of inevitability to death just a little bit. I thought you'd be the inevitability of death to death just a little bit like. I love how it's inverted Mm-hmm, very cool, very cool. 1:19:21 - Speaker 2And he makes it work it's crazy that you say like puffy lips and glistening skin. I'm thinking of a. I'm thinking of like Scarlett Johansson and in a bikini like that's who. I'm like. That's right where I went when I heard that. That's so. I'm not even joking. 1:19:43 - Speaker 1That's like what I thought say, could have been yonder somebody somebody just came from LA, i think. 1:19:51 - Speaker 2It's been any time with Scarlett, though The I dig this song It's. It's not one of my favorites, but this was the song that Clearly did the one I mentioned earlier that that Alanis drew a lot of The word play and the way he phrases it is It's. It's exactly what she does in the song. You ought to know like it's. It's 100%. You can't Can't deny it. I'm sure if you had a gun to read she'd say yes, of course It's worth it. She's got the inspiration on. I. 1:20:33 - Speaker 1Don't think it would go that far, just just for the record. No, yeah, if you were interviewing her you would probably, i probably, i probably just ask her. 1:20:39 - Speaker 2Yeah, she seems like a nice person. 1:20:43 - Speaker 3Let's, let's, let's have her guest on the next one. 1:20:45 - Speaker 1He's gonna you have. You have that up, jady Yeah. 1:20:47 - Speaker 3Yeah. 1:20:48 - Speaker 1Yeah, I like the bass that. 1:20:49 - Speaker 2I think the chords are a little bit more. I think the chords are a little bit monotonous. The line if you go to hell, i'll still remember you, that's just. That's a really fucking cool line. But The bass starts to shine at the end, which is cool because because the chords are so I guess I've been honest the bass really isn't doing much, but then it does something that that only Tim Hates is more than I do. It's just faith. 1:21:27 - Speaker 3You know, i will say some of the hip, some of the hips, fadeouts are better than others. Okay, they've had they've had some oh dare I tragic fadeouts oh. I use that because I hate fade out so much. 1:21:47 - Speaker 2Jady, can you, can you You edit this in? can you, can you do that? 1:21:55 - Speaker 3That's funny. You mentioned that cuz a couple weeks ago, jd. I said to JD you know, sometimes I just want to add in a sound effect, like You know, and he's like you do not do that on my podcast, i hate sound effects, because I'm even thinking. 1:22:14 - Speaker 1You know, when you were talking earlier, you were talking about The bass being slowed down from Grandmaster Flash, like, oh, i could intercut. I could intercut like the Grandmaster Flash song so people could hear it. 1:22:27 - Speaker 2But then it's like It's so noticeable man, i mean it's it's so noticeable. It's exact same bass line, but anyway. 1:22:37 - Speaker 1Next song, though. So then we slow it down with scared. 1:22:41 - Speaker 3This that's so scared for me is it's like a. I instantly went to. This song would be an amazing concert concert closer. You know it's. It comes on, you know the night's finishing, it might be the what else? songs. You close your eyes at some point and just listen and get in deep. You know it's, there's, it's layered and story from I don't know Russia and the Germans and Stalin and Trying to make culture and art disappeared and like housekeepers and all these different things. It's like it's. It's. It's a sad kind of beautiful song that It's a little bit of a usual makeup for them with this kind of section of the album, but I thought it was, you know, on that note, kind of dark and lovely overall. 1:23:37 - Speaker 1What do you think, sir? 1:23:39 - Speaker 2I wasn't. I thought this was kind of like just a token. If you will token slow tune like It didn't do it for me, like When it comes to like softer hip songs, like it didn't give me the same Warm, fuzzy feeling is like fiddler's green did. 1:24:02 - Speaker 1Sure, okay, yeah, i mean, fiddler's green is a knockout pie. It is, but my god scared. I love this song really good. 1:24:10 - Speaker 2Maybe it's just positioning on the record, i don't know. I've got a Spend some more time with it and in this was actually one song. There's a couple of tunes. I didn't Get to hear the car, yeah, towards the end, because my car rides weren't as long and they started the record. I would put the first song on when I got in the car, so if I wasn't driving for a long time, obviously the song story the other record didn't didn't didn't make it in the in the car, but there was something really weird on this song. There was a Spacey sort of keyboard sound that kept going off. You know I'm talking about. 1:24:54 - Speaker 3I know, now I don't really yeah, the only thing that certainly stood out to me was the use of acoustic guitars. There's, you know that's. That was a little unusual. I don't remember keyboards. 1:25:05 - Speaker 2There's some sort of keyboard effect going on in there. That is Like the only thing I can equate it to is like you know the. It's like an oscillated version of. You know the sound of the, the metal hitting the, the track on the song. It's a sound of the men working on the chain game. Yeah, it's like it. It's like an echoey, delayed, oscillated, real subtle Vert Sample of that or something, something similar to that, and it's done with the keyboards and said it's on the song 100%. 1:25:46 - Speaker 1Huh, i've got to listen with these headphones. 1:25:49 - Speaker 2But yeah it's. It was a cool song. I dug it and I kind of wish I had more of a feeling the way you guys do about it. But you know it's okay there just hope for you. 1:25:59 - Speaker 1There's hope for you, peter. From there we go to an inch an hour, and this song always impressed me, because the math works out an In an hour today the same way, an inch an hour to feed a day, to moan tonight in this most professional way. 1:26:57 - Speaker 5There's this fucking band. You gotta see they used to care about living shit. I see no profit in talk. No food in town, no rock and roll, no bestiality. 1:27:10 - Speaker 6Makes me feel the same way. An inch an hour to feed a day, to moan tonight with their little mouth to say But our health is best with the people in the space. No stuff of town, no feed you through, no salt on the tev. It works through Making lots and moogs. 1:27:49 - Speaker 5Tonight I'm gonna win and make this gift heart. I want you to see your breath in the spring side. Heart, coffee colors, ice and feeling. First part Sound. The rushing water in the dark Makes me feel the same way. 1:28:06 - Speaker 6An inch an hour to feed a day, to moan tonight with their little mouth to say But our health is best with the people in the space. I mean our health is best with the people in the space. You see, i don't know me. I don't know me at all, i don't know myself. 1:28:47 - Speaker 1I don't know myself. I don't know myself. What did you think of this? 1:29:06 - Speaker 2one. I love the. I don't know if I paid attention to it in the other records, or I'm just hearing this now, or this is the first time they're really doing it, but I feel like the guitar is falling the vocal line, or the vocal line is falling the guitar a little bit more, which is cool, like the melody of what Gord's singing. I thought it was a fucking banger. Again, this is another one where he's like yelping. I can only say yelping because he's not screaming but he's saying oh, oh, like really multiple times during the song. Anyway, i love it. I thought this song would probably be a really good opener. I don't know if they ever opened with it, but Definitely thought it would be a good opener. 1:30:07 - Speaker 3I think this one I was anticipating, without even knowing it, after listening to Scared. Scared was like this epic kind of novel, three-part novel to get through And when an inch and hour came on in the car, within seconds was turning it way up Like. This is one that I kind of needed. With the placement in the album, it truly so. I read that it's potentially, or possibly, if it's about a fan who wrote a fan letter to the band. Supposedly this guy claims to come home at the end of his night shift every day. He would go buy some beer and sit on the stoop of his apartment And just crank tragically hip and drink beers. And he was thumbing through one of their albums and saw an address to write letters into

Hey everyone, it's JD here with Pete and Tim, and we've got an exciting episode for you as we explore the Tragically Hip's 1994 album, Day for Night. This record holds a special place in my heart, and I can't wait to share my memories with Pete and Tim. Listen in as we discuss the album's unique nuances.As we examine the tracks on Day for Night, we also dive into the powerful lyricism of songs like Greasy Jungle and Nautical Disaster, uncovering the stories behind them. Our discussion also touches on the impact of the album's intro song, Grace, Too, setting the tone for the record and leaving a lasting impression on listeners.Join us as we reminisce about the days of midnight album releases and the significance of this record in the Tragically Hip's discography. Through our conversation, Pete and Tim share their first experiences with the band's music. So, whether you're a longtime fan or discovering the Tragically Hip for the first time, this episode is sure to be a nostalgic and enlightening journey through the world of Canadian rock history.0:00:00 - Speaker 1Hey, it's JD here and I'm with Pete and Tim and we have a really big announcement we want to make. Are you strapped in Good? Mark your calendars for Friday, september 1st, as long-sliced brewery brings to you getting hip to the hip on evening for the Downey Wend Jack Fund. 0:00:22 - Speaker 2Join us at the Rec Room in Toronto for a night of music, unity and making a meaningful impact. This event is dedicated to honoring the legacy of the tragically hip, while supporting the Downey Wend Jack Fund. 0:00:32 - Speaker 3Immerse yourself in a powerful tribute performance by 50 Mission, celebrating timeless classics that have shaped Canadian rock history. We'll also wrap up the podcast in a memorable way by doing our finale live that evening, but it doesn't stop there. 0:00:48 - Speaker 1This event is all about making a difference. So we've got a silent auction with prizes. you've got to see, from Blue Jays tickets to tragically hip ephemera to kitchen appliances. If you're looking for something cool, chances are you'll find it at our silent auction. 0:01:05 - Speaker 2All proceeds for the evening will go directly to the Downey Wend Jack Fund supporting healing, reconciliation and positive changes for Indigenous communities. 0:01:13 - Speaker 3Tickets are on sale June 1st and can be picked up by visiting gettinghippetothehipcom and clicking on finale. 0:01:21 - Speaker 1By attending Getting Hip to the Hip, you're not only enjoying a night of incredible music and comedy, but also contributing to a brighter future. Join a community of like-minded individuals who believe in the power of music and unity. 0:01:35 - Speaker 2Tickets are only $40, so mark your calendars and visit our webpage to secure your spot at this unforgettable event to celebrate the hip with fellow hip fans. 0:01:45 - Speaker 3Getting Hip to the Hip. An evening for the Downey Wend Jack Fund promises to be an experience that leaves a lasting impact. Please join us at the Rec Room in Toronto on September 1st and be part of something truly meaningful. We'd love to see you there. 0:02:11 - Speaker 1It's nearly 10.30 pm on September 23rd 1994. I'm on the 106 bus riding from York University to Wilson Station. during my first year at the institution, i was on a mission to pick up the latest effort by my favourite band, the highly anticipated Day for Night. Since mid-summer of 1993, i'd been going bananas over the song Nautical Disaster, first introduced to me during my 19th birthday. It was at another roadside attraction, and as the band launched into New Orleans as Syncon they jammed through the now classic cut in spectacular fashion. However, it wasn't until the Kumbaya Festival early in September of that same year that I finally heard the track on tape. My friend Heather had come home from university having recorded the festival on DHS. We quickly dubbed the video to cassette and now I was off to the races From there. it took until Canada Day of 1994 before I heard anything else from the record. The hip played the gig with a chip on their shoulder, as many of the fans had acted brorish and disrespectful towards many of the opening acts, including Daniel and Locke. The set was heavily peppered with songs from Day for Night and I liked what I heard. As I got off the subway and approached HMV, it was nearing midnight. The new album would be in my hands soon and I could listen without the distraction of frapples throwing bottles towards the stage. From the first notes of Grace II, this one felt different, especially after the slick polish of fully completely or the bar blues of the prior two records. This was a band hitting its stride and understanding exactly where it fit into the fabric of the rock and roll paradigm. But that was then. Today I'm tasked with taking Pete and Tim into my memories and hoping to goodness this one sticks the landing for them. We'll soon find out on this episode of Getting Hip to the Hip. Long Sliced Brewery Presents Getting Hip to the Hip. Hey, it's JD here and welcome to Getting Hip to the Hip, a Tragically Hip podcast where we go through the discography of the hip with two folks who have never heard of the band before. So, while they're having their first experience listening to the music, you can revisit yours. Send me an email, jd, at GettingHipToTheHipcom, with your first experience with the Tragically Hip. It would be great to hear those, as we listen to Pete and Tim, describe theirs. Speaking of Pete and Tim, they are most certainly ready to be released from their protective hatches. I will push the button now and they are there. They are on their platforms. they're they're levitating platforms. How are you doing, fellas? 0:05:22 - Speaker 2Hey guys, Oh sorry. 0:05:26 - Speaker 1He nodded his head. 0:05:29 - Speaker 2I nodded my head for all you out there in radio land. 0:05:32 - Speaker 3That's my favorite aspect of podcasts. 0:05:35 - Speaker 1He loves theater of the mind. Sorry about that. Yeah, that's great. What's new? 0:05:42 - Speaker 2Oh man, it's new. Back in the saddle, man, you know. back to work today, like I said, struggling with a little bit of jet lag, but other than that, i mean I, i how much time we got JD. I could. Could tell you a lot of what's going on, but I don't know. Put you guys to sleep, tim. What's going on with you man? 0:06:08 - Speaker 3Oh, just cranking on. the week getting started here And last week was, to be honest, kind of rough, so I'm hoping this week's good. That's. that's what I'm counting on. 0:06:18 - Speaker 1Fingers across for you, fellas, both of you, to avail yourself from the. Jag, the Jag lat the jet lag and for you to feel better this week. 0:06:29 - Speaker 2Did you try to? did you try to call me a jackoff right now? 0:06:33 - Speaker 1Is that what you're trying to call me? No, i said jet lag, but I said it wrong. Jag lift, jag off. Yeah, i'm all right, i can't complain. We've got a new puppy dog and she's pretty awesome So far. She's having a nap on the bed right now. She spent the morning in her crate, so you know, we've been letting her run free this afternoon, or I have been letting her run free this afternoon. So, yeah, that's really irrespective of nothing. But Who named her? I did. 0:07:09 - Speaker 2Nice. 0:07:10 - Speaker 1Yeah, yeah, that's my last naming job that I get to do, though. 0:07:15 - Speaker 2I gotta ask you, michael Keaton, george Clooney, val Kilmer, christian Bale, robert Pattinson- I guess I'm a bailperson at this point. I would have. I would have also. The judges would have also accepted Adam West Michael. 0:07:34 - Speaker 1Keaton. Oh, adam West, yeah, sure, sure, yeah. 0:07:39 - Speaker 2Michael Keaton. Michael Keaton was great, but yeah, christian Bale was. Those movies were so amazing. 0:07:43 - Speaker 1Oh, it was Batmania, just Batmania, when Keaton and Tim Burton put that whole thing together. 0:07:52 - Speaker 2Oh yeah, Tim, were you a fan. 0:07:54 - Speaker 3No opinion. 0:07:55 - Speaker 2Okay, you're fleeting the fifth on this one. 0:07:59 - Speaker 1Yeah, no opinion, okay. So we're here today to talk about the fourth long play from the Tragically HIP, their fifth output at this point. This came out in 1994, to be exact, it came out the third week of my first year of university and they did a midnight album release. So, like all the record stores were open, they would be open all day and then they would close at nine and then they would reopen at midnight so they could sell the record, because it was the next day, it was Tuesday, so it was like Monday night at midnight you would go and get the record before anybody else. 0:08:42 - Speaker 2I remember that Tower used to do that too. 0:08:44 - Speaker 1Right, it was a cool fad and it's just. 0:08:48 - Speaker 2you know it's got like It was Tuesday you said right, That's right. 0:08:51 - Speaker 1Records always came out on Tuesdays. 0:08:53 - Speaker 2And there's a reason for that, and somebody told me the reason. I can't remember, but there was a reason. There's a distinct reason why that was the case, right. 0:09:01 - Speaker 1Okay. Well, if you out there know what it is, use social and let us know. Or shoot us an email at JD, pete or Tim at getting hip to the hipcom. This record means a lot to me. So you know, i'm not going to. I'm not going to beat around the bush this time. Or I am going to no, i'm not going to beat around the bush this time, i'm going to lay it all out right now and say I fucking love this record. So you know, let that not impact your scores. But there may be some arguments because it's just got the, it's got the crisscross of hitting a sweet spot for me with my favorite band at the time and coming out temporarily at just the right time you know to to build a culture around. you know it was produced by the hip with assistance from Howard and Freakin I believe it's Mark Howard and Mark Freakin. Freakin I want to say sound guy for the hip You can listen to fully and completely to get the all, the, all, the detailed information. We always went through that stuff in a big way on that show And this is not what this one's about. This is an addendum. So the label was MCA. This is again another MCA release for the hip Looks in at a record 59 minutes 26 seconds, you know, just a almost an hour. Singles It had six singles. Grace, two was a single, it was the first. One came out right before the record dropped. Greasy jungle was the second one. Nautical disaster was the third one. So hard done by then scared, and then thugs, and I believe that thugs was almost, you know, a full year after the record came out. So this one had legs. All music rated this record a 3.5 or part of me a three out of five, much lower than fully completely, which was the record before this, which got a 4.5 out of five. So a three. Very interesting, very, very interesting, grace. Start off the top with your initial thoughts on this record, mr Leiden. 0:11:32 - Speaker 3I felt it was long, you know, and realize pretty quickly that we were getting some extra songs. What else about it? I did notice some recording kind of changes or uplifts as far as production value goes, which is cool. What else about it? There are some certain songs on there which I absolutely dug. I ended up listening to the first half of the album several times I want to say struggled through to get through the whole album in a sitting, but I just kept finding myself starting over at certain points. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. So we can talk about that more. 0:12:16 - Speaker 1I mean, it's definitely a long record, And could I edit this record? Sure, i could. I'm not going to ever say which songs I would potentially edit out, because they're all my babies and I just couldn't say it, but I secretly know which ones I'd get rid of. Tim, you have been looking for an album. You've been searching for an album throughout this podcast. You know you've talked about Pizza with the Works, you've talked about Mishmash's and collections of songs produced together to round out an album, but it seems to me as though you are seeking not necessarily a concept, but a conceit, and I would have thought that paid off with fully, completely. It didn't. So how about this record? I? 0:13:06 - Speaker 3don't think I'm quite there yet, but I'm close. Okay, i was expecting this album to be maybe more, maybe more concise, since they were driving and had more control, i don't know. I think that just the fact that it was a couple songs longer in the cadence of all the songs and really looking at where their place and all those things that I like to do, you know, it checked a lot of boxes for me, but I didn't. I didn't finish listening to it in a take and go oh yeah, now I'm here. Pretty close though, but I'm pretty close, jd, tell us, tell us, you know, when it came out at 12.01, were you in line buying it, or when did you listen to it? Like, what do you recall from your first listen to this album and how you felt and why it's your fave? 0:14:00 - Speaker 1Well, again, it's got that crossroads right of like culture and time and place And they were my favorite band so it was like so exciting to be in Toronto and buying it right away, because before I would have had to buy it the next day, there had been some concerts leading up to the release of this record where they had dribbled some breadcrumbs of what this record was going to entail And it was so cool to hear it And, more importantly for me, after the very slick sounding fully, completely, i love the. Well, you guys both know that I'm into lo-fi music and this isn't necessarily lo-fi, but this sounds much more self-produced, right Like. It sounds like it's recorded by people who are making their first record in a good way, in a really good way, like it's so fresh sounding after what. The last group of records that we heard were more slick and polished and that sort of bar rock thing. I've always said. This was the record where the Tragically Hip revealed that it hasn't been beer that's been fueling them all these years. It's weed, like they're a total weed band, and this record was the first one that reminded me of that. The rest of the records are sort of beer Okay okay, you know. Yeah, i've had 30 years to gestate on that, though, so bear that in mind. Now Pete has blood pouring out of his mouth right now. He's chewing his tongue off. You know He's dying to jump in here. What does he have to say about all this hullabaloo? 0:15:43 - Speaker 2Well, real quick. You mentioned that this was three out of five, and fully and completely was 4.5 out of five. Who's the company? 0:15:55 - Speaker 1I always use all music. I always use all music, all music, yeah. 0:15:59 - Speaker 2Yeah, they got their heads up their asses, because I don't even remotely see how this is less on the point scale than fully and completely, because I thought this record was fucking awesome. I agree that I felt the same way. That kind of Tim felt that it was a bit lengthy. I felt myself starting at a number of times and struggling a little bit to get through some ladder parts. There's certainly some areas where they could trim the fat, if you will. I'm not going to say which ones they are, but it was like for a band that's producing their first. It's their first go at producing a record themselves. It's kind of like it's just a little too much. It's like going out on a great first date, dinner's great, movie's great go back to the house. Sex is great. Oh, first date That your date's like hey, do you ever want to have kids? You know, it's like. It's like totally could've just done without saying that and the night would've been perfect. Like they just say that, they just ask that. Like on their way out It's like, oh, okay, doesn't mean you're not going to go out with them again, but it's, you know, i love it. I love it. 0:17:30 - Speaker 3I'll leave it there for now to let you say You know, i'll just quickly add on that very you know, very similar token that I had with it. I'm curious to hear the next albums And then to again look back at specific albums to see how I feel about them, because this is probably one. You know you are so excited. You know there's a trilogy of movies coming out on something that you love And you see the first one and you're like God, i hope the next two movies are just as good. Maybe the next one is pretty good or better, and you're like, oh shit, this is going to be great. You know, it's kind of I'm leaning towards that. I'm excited to revisit some of these to see how I feel in a couple of months. Hopefully I won't be like dude, i'm done you guys. No, that's not going to be the case. But yeah, i'm anxious to revisit the future for sure, because this is probably one of those albums. 0:18:30 - Speaker 1Yeah, yeah, i'll be interested to see that too. Maybe again we will have like a 10 year reunion. Pete mentioned that in the last episode. You know we should go back 10 years. Oh, we might. So who knows, maybe we will revisit this on whatever platform the kids are listening to in the future. I'm sure they'll be nuclear powered or something OK. So here's something new An intro song that doesn't just like open with a kick to your ass. It opens in a much different way. It still manages to kick your ass, but in a much different way. It doesn't have like a lick off the top like little bones or courage for human clenin, you know. It just doesn't have or blow a high dough. It doesn't have that same sort of whoop in the butt. It's a taste of like this is what you're going to get. I think You know it's a little bit of like setting the table. It's because you're listening to it and you're like whoa, this isn't the hip that I left behind a year and a half ago. 0:20:08 - Speaker 6Come on, just let's go. She kind of bit her left Geez, I don't know. But I can guarantee That we're now not gonna do. I'm told no proof That we're not gonna do. That's what I'm here for. I come from downtown. I'm already familiar. I'm with the low and weaks of our nation. That's what I'm here for. 0:21:46 - Speaker 7The secret rules of engagement are hard to endure. 0:21:57 - Speaker 6When the appearance of conflict again surrender means the appearance of force. Uncle, uncle, i can guarantee, i can guarantee There'll be no knock on the door. I can guarantee. I'm total proud. That's what I'm prepared for. Yeah, i've come from downtown. I'm ready for you. I'm ready to scale. And it's frustration. I'm ready to scale. And it's frustration. I'm ready to scale. And it's frustration. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. 0:25:07 - Speaker 7No, no, no, no, no, no. Thank you, music lovers. On behalf of our crew the finest crew in the business, ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of Robbie Gordy, johnny Paul, mr Jim Bryson on Keys, us musicians and the crew and everybody here tonight, we want to thank you. Thank you, music lovers. Thank you and Merci beaucoup. Summer on. Summer on take care of each other, drive the speed limit, wear a life jacket. 0:26:24 - Speaker 2Summer on you mentioned setting the table and I agree. And it's saying that it's a different band. That's like the one of the first things that wrote down. I feel like to be honest with you. I like this song so much. I feel like kind of it's just stupid even talking about it like it's such an honestly, it's a fucking banger. And I think I had sent to you guys in the group text like the SNL performance of this song. Yeah, it's just, it's jaw-dropping. Yeah, it's. It's the line about just. I looked at the phrasing, i looked at the lyrics and the way he did he wrote the lyrics and it's just so cool. Sorry, i wish I could articulate it better, but the rules of engagement are hard to endorse. Yeah, like is this I read a little bit online that it was you know about like a man propositioning a prostitute or a young girl. But I'm also like, is this a song about war? is this like an anti-war line that he's throwing in there? is it a double and tongue girl? I don't know, but I don't know. I could say a million things about this song, but I'll hand it over to to mr Leiden. 0:27:54 - Speaker 3I'm. I'm pretty much in the same boat. I heard this song and I immediately thought this is a stellar hip song. I can't wait to hear the rest of the album. But instead of like really going to the rest of the album, i immediately found the first live version I could find on a Google search, because I thought this song is, is gotta be, you know, quintessential live hip song and that's that's kind of where I went and I ended up finding the, the Woodstock 99. If you guys haven't watched any of the documentary about Woodstock 99, please do. It was a just the demise of Western North America, usa culture right there. But anyways, this recording, this video recording of the band at Woodstock 99, is so good, like chills on my arms, like Goose Pimples, it was just fucking amazing. This, this song. You know, i was basically like okay, that's, that's my single. Should I listen to the rest of the album? I'm pretty happy right now didn't they do. 0:29:12 - Speaker 2What did they do? a 94 and a 99, or did they just do 99 just? 0:29:19 - Speaker 3I think the documentary it's a 99 one, where they set everything on fire and tore down all the stages and rated the food trucks and 99 all those things. And then, you know, with this song in particular, i was anxious to hear the band doing their own thing without, you know, managers or producers looming over them. And there were a couple different things I heard, which are even more so on certain songs. But the drums sounded a little different, a little bigger. Maybe the bass was a little bit more engaged with drumming. And there's there's been some times when the bass is kind of funky feeling, just like really in it there was some kind of I don't know, pete, you might know, but there was some echo, really echoey guitar effects. 0:30:12 - Speaker 2I got, i got that written which were pretty cool. 0:30:15 - Speaker 3Yeah, it was kind of the song just hit all the boxes had kind of this transcendental gonna take you on a journey. You know, i liked it so much I was like I don't even care what it's about, this is just a great listen yeah. 0:30:32 - Speaker 1Tim you talking about. You know the drums being bigger and you know the production just sounding. You know bigger and you know with with some of the guitar effects a lot of it has to do with. They went back to New Orleans but this time they went to that Daniel Inwas studio and the Kingsway studio, which is just a big old house and you know they would do stuff like bedsheets over the stairwells and you know, just like like home studio tricker, but on a bigger, bolder scale, because this house has so many nooks and crannies that you can get different sounds of the different spaces. And they took advantage of that, which is very different from the, the path they took on the record prior. 0:31:22 - Speaker 2Okay, daredevil so daredevil this, the skipping start that they did. Yeah, i feel like that was. So this was. What year was this? again? GD 94, 94. So I feel like I mean that was the height of like CDs like were where literally everybody had a CD player, wasn't like the early days. So I feel like maybe it was a. It was a joke to to make people think their CD was skipped, because if you ever bought a CD and you were unfortunate to buy a scratch CD that was brand new and it skipped, you were fucking pissed. Oh yeah, so that was cool, that was unique. This song certainly does sound way better in the car. I don't know if it's just specifically my car, because I have a pretty good sounds. 0:32:26 - Speaker 3It's the premium audio system. Is that what you guys kept saying? 0:32:30 - Speaker 6premium audio. 0:32:31 - Speaker 3I think we're at a point for an acronym for pass sound system everybody everybody listening. 0:32:37 - Speaker 1How about a? 0:32:38 - Speaker 3t-shirt yeah, if I get, if I get through this. 0:32:41 - Speaker 1Okay, these guys only a ride in Pete's car, the big that dooby or there should be a bingo card where the you know, every time you hear Pete say premium audio sound system, you tick the box, or and then there's of course the free square, and then, if you hear me say so, there's that geez, we're going to Malaga. 0:33:15 - Speaker 3There's this guy there with this premium audio system and he gives people rides. 0:33:22 - Speaker 2I'm just saying that because I'm due you're doing yeah, for sure $25 a song I'm good I think that'd be cool. I think a job this no, this song. Tim mentioned something about the, this bass. You were JD, you were talking about the, the studio and all the trickery. But yeah, this is the first one where I write down the like the guitar solos, for example. They seem way less defined on this record, and I don't mean it in a bad way, i mean it in a way that and then there was a really cool oscillation effect maybe a little more jam. 0:34:13 - Speaker 3I don't know if you know, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, i think the flavor is kind of gelled together more the oscillation effect. 0:34:24 - Speaker 2If you've ever heard the the song real emotional trash on the album, real emotional trash yeah, that Steve Malkomis song I know this came before that, but whatever he's using on that guitar solo is exactly the same effect they're using on their level because that oscillation of the guitar is just. It's so cool. I wish I was cool enough to know what it was to ever be able to use myself, because it's fucking rad. Anyway, i dug this song a lot. I really liked it. 0:34:59 - Speaker 1What do you think? what do you think they're damn? 0:35:03 - Speaker 3I did too. I think, yeah, i love the drummer just counting it off at the beginning. That that made it feel like maybe more home recording type scenario. This song, this song, like I was wishing I was in a bar, just like sitting at the bar pull-up and just I felt like I could be watching the band, you know. But it was like the barkeep and the kitchen people and I don't know. This, this one, this one kind of took me in a different direction than than many. After the one minute mark maybe this is kind of what you're talking about, pete like with the guitar and drums it gets kind of heavier or more layer layered. It felt like locomotive, like this train's just really going story wise, i mean, that's probably a podcast itself to talk about Annie Edison Taylor and going over the falls aspect of this one I love. The line in the real wonder of the world is that we don't jump to. Yes, you know, that's. That to me is like it delivers something inspiring. The song is like get out and get after it. Step out, you know, jump off that cliff, you have 50% chance of surviving if you survive. It's gonna be awesome and if you die, it'll be awesome. You know, this sounds really. It really is really cool. 0:36:40 - Speaker 1Where do we go next? we hit track three, and that's greasy jungle. Take it, tim greasy jungle. 0:36:48 - Speaker 3This one, the snares really snappy. I felt like this is where you're kind of hearing different recording, maybe aspects. When I say snappy snare, it's like tuned tighter. Maybe you know there's lots of film references here in this song which we've gotten before. There's congas, like. There's some hand drumming at some point in the song, i believe, which is. I was just like kind of tuned into the drums on this one. Obviously that's a background effect, but a new layer. There's a definitely a new crash cymbal, like there was some new drum gear right on this album. There's a new crash cymbal that's really bright. That's always kind of gets my attention. I didn't realize first few listens that it was like dirty streets, metropolis, correlation with greasy jungle. I didn't know what the heck it was about. You know I didn't for a song three. I always like hope that this is the one that's gonna get maybe somebody around the bases at bat. You know that they're gonna push, push it through and this one didn't do it as much for me. I was more kind of like okay, what's, what's next with. 0:38:21 - Speaker 1This one didn't grab me so much one of the cool little Gord Downey stories is the lyric that you're just talking about metropolis noir. It sounds so elegant and mysterious at the same time. But metropolis noir is a name he saw on a bag of coffee, it's. It's like French roasts, but in French it wasn't French roasts, it was a dark roast or something, or Italian roast. 0:39:00 - Speaker 3Dark roasts. Dark roasts, italian roasts. 0:39:02 - Speaker 1I forget which one it was, but it translated, because everything in Canada has to have a French label and a Canadian label. It translated to matropolis noir. So that's just one of those little things he stuck in his notebook. and then he's writing this greasy jungle, matropolis noir. And all of a sudden you've got this setting and then it takes you on that little story for funeral home sandwiches and coffee. Oh delicious Yeah. 0:39:33 - Speaker 3Yeah, i think that I also read that it maybe referenced a diner that he worked at that had the same name. Oh really, did you guys know that? Yeah, yeah, greasy jungle. Greasy jungle Sounds like a good diner though. 0:39:48 - Speaker 2Yeah, jd, you said French roasts, and it's funny because I always think I don't remember the name of the comedian, but in France they just call it roast, just like Tim and I's definition of Canadian bacon is actually just bacon for you right, JD, No I can't remember the comedian who did that bit, but, tim, i couldn't disagree with you more on this one. However, i will tell you. 0:40:25 - Speaker 1Tim, you're ignorant slut. 0:40:30 - Speaker 3Yes. 0:40:31 - Speaker 2I'm done. I sort of felt like that the first time I heard it And the more I. This was one where I kept digging Actually I didn't really have to do much work, but just the more I listened to it the more I was like okay, i get it. I get why this was a single. This is a banger on the phrasing on it. The vocal phrasing absolute A. Plus another great car song on the solos, super experimental, like again. It's cool, because it's not. Most of the guitar on this record is not like this. It's not a producer going. 0:41:11 - Speaker 1Okay, boys, let's lay down the solo. This is where we're going to put the solo here. Give me 32 bars, let's go. 0:41:18 - Speaker 232 bars, yeah, like it just it's so cool and it's not like that. And this song is the first although not as much, because there's another one we'll bring up and I'm sure you guys know which one it is But this is the first song where I really hear that the influence this band had on a Linus Morrisette. Oh wow, Oh yeah, There's another song on this record that we'll get to. That is clearly. It's clearly. She was sitting in her room listening to this record prior to recording Jagged Little Pill, like which I can't remember what year that came out. 0:42:04 - Speaker 1What year did that come out? It came out, i want to say the summer of 95 was when the was when she broke, when she exploded. 0:42:13 - Speaker 3Yeah, is she a fan? Is she a fan? 0:42:16 - Speaker 2She's a great musician and she's Canadian, so I would be hard pressed to think she's not. At least, i didn't mind. Oh yeah, she's Canadian. Yeah, you fuck her, stick together. So I saw her live in 2018 in LA and she just, i mean, fucking blew the roof off the place. Oh man, it was, it was, it was insane. 0:42:40 - Speaker 1Anyway, my wife had tickets to the 25th anniversary tour of Jagged Little Pill and it got canceled due to COVID. So, yeah, total drag. Yeah, yeah, okay, yeah, i'm, i'm on your side there, pete. As far as Greasy Jungle goes, next one is a cool thing that I don't know if this is something that pre-existed. You know, i don't know if somebody had taken a photograph and of a dog, you know, with its teeth bared, and wondered aloud if it had been yawning or snarling. Because, like, since that time, i've seen so many photos that I say that line in my head. You know, there's so many photos that they're captured and we feel something right away, but then you have to sort of open your mind and go well, wait a minute, maybe that feeling that I'm feeling isn't the right feeling. You know, it was just the way the photo was captured. It could have been yawning or snarling, and that sort of kicks us off. 0:44:08 - Speaker 5The cops go into the crowd under a glaring platter of light and the music's just so loud and the tourists take their t-shirts off and a bus load of kids and gifts to the finger Afternoon, when the sidewalk's hot and the shadows too chilly to linger. 0:44:50 - Speaker 6Both we're in the escuchians and at the bar, and people are helming Downtown. Never, ever been. 0:45:06 - Speaker 5Now just wait for me, I'm gonna resurface. 0:45:17 - Speaker 6I take a look at this photo girl. I don't know how clearly it's taken away. 0:45:28 - Speaker 5I'm gonna get out of here. I never saw it. The picture is never clear. 0:45:41 - Speaker 6I'm gonna make a decision. I mean an incarceration, i mean so much. One night in El Paso, the cops fall into the crowd Under a throbbing bladder of light And the music is just so loud And the tourists turn their TVs off. The box is apart with the sound of a linger Night time when the shadows come And you tilt to the tips of your fingers. But that's the way it goes in our region. I'm so strong, i'm making a chance Downtown, never ever been. Now just wait for you to resurface. Take a look at this photograph. How clearly it's taken away. He could have been the artist, not an artist. This picture is never clear. I'm so good at this photo, girl. How clearly it's taken away. I'm gonna get out of here. 0:47:48 - Speaker 5I'm in a slumber. The story is never clear. Walks right into a Mardi Gras parade. We're touring the south at the bottom of the beard. 0:48:28 - Speaker 2Yonnie and Snarling I first listened to. This record was my favorite song And that was, with my, everything I love about Grace too, it starts out very mad season. I don't know if you know that band. 0:48:52 - Speaker 1Yeah, that was the supergroup right. 0:48:54 - Speaker 2Yeah, that was the supergroup of Pearl Jam and Alice in Chains And that record. When did that record come out? Did it come out in 1993? Maybe, so they were active in 1994 to 1996, So maybe it's the same time, I don't know. Anyway, it starts out like the first and it builds. I don't know. I just loved it. I could say so much about the instrumentation, But lyrically, I don't know if you've got a line on exactly what it's about JD, But there's some historical references in there And talking about El Paso, he brings up the Mexican US border there. I'm pretty sure that runs through the 100th Meridian, Oh wow now, i know that. I could be wrong, but it just kind of feels like it's going, like Cordoni's really going in. He's a big fan of these historical references. I don't know, i dug it. What's saying you, tim? 0:50:11 - Speaker 3I dug it. I think when I first heard it started up I was thinking Okay, here's the spooky, sinister Pipps song of the album Which we often get. You know, if any song that I hear I hear a reference about El Paso or the Rio Grande, it's usually something heavy. It's not about going tubing and fishing and having fun. So yeah, there's a line in there about the cops go into the crowd Throbbing bladder of light. You know, i'd love that phrase, throbbing bladder of light. The music is so loud nighttime when the shadows cough Like this. Lyrically, the song's loaded, it's just it's really really big. I just, you know, somebody beat up and throw it in the river. This is an early song there's a moody guitar ending, i think throughout the song. The bass to me I'm always kind of honing in. It's funny because Pete's on guitar and I'm on bass and drums, which is cool, but the bass is a little punchier, like it's tuned up or I don't know. This one had definitely some home, you know, if they recorded it in the house. I'm just gonna call it home production because it's basically what it was, even if it was like Super Pro Studio, like there's some little things in there that I heard for sure. It's an interesting song. It's pretty cool It was. It's kind of an early song to me. I stuck with it a few times. 0:51:58 - Speaker 1Cool. What's next? It's number five. We're at five. Fire in the hole. 0:52:07 - Speaker 3Yeah, let's fire. Fire in the hole is fucking cool. And I say that because I heard kind of this 90s grungy punk influence with this one, even though it's not like super fast or anything. But then when I started reading into it, you know, because I figured it had something to do with fascism and Nazis And I don't know. There's something you know angry here. There's some different ties to Sonic Youth's Youth, sonic Youth's Youth Against Fascism song. It's very I don't want to say very similar, but there's definitely some things shared. You know, that was a time for me. It was a time of really getting into, like crunchy guitars, a little bit more experimentation, faster rhythms. You know this song, for a hip song maybe, is like a little bit tougher. It's a little bit tougher. And I also just thought you know by its own name and chorus that this one is probably ruckus live. It's probably just fun and, you know, fist in the air. 0:53:30 - Speaker 2Yeah, i agree, i agree, this is a banger for sure. The guitar work on it I definitely. I mean it's weird, i don't know because I'm not the biggest Guns N' Roses fan, but you know, slash's Les Paul guitar tone is pretty distinct, you know, when you hear it, and the guitar tone on this song that he's playing some lines sounds, i mean, identical. It doesn't sound like Guns N' Roses, of course the song doesn't, but that guitar tone just was so reminiscent of that And it kind of made me think, okay, so they're like trying to, they're trying to shed some older skin from the previous records, but you know, it's sort of like you can take the. You know, take the what out of the what, but you can't take the what out of the what. They still got it in their roots. You know what I mean. 0:54:35 - Speaker 1Yeah. 0:54:38 - Speaker 2So that's definitely there. And then, yeah, this is one like the obviously Grace too. I mean that's sort of like the flagship of this record. But this is another song where you're like, okay, gord's found his voice. He's really, you know, If the band is his recliner, like whenever he gets up, you can see his ass imprint. It is always there. He's found his voice. The chair is sunk. It's sunk in. Does that make sense What I'm trying to say? Yeah, he's. Yeah, he's been in that chair so long now for a number of records that it's just comforts Like he's found it. 0:55:29 - Speaker 1He knows where he's at. He's in the groove. He's in the groove Like he's absolutely. And to me, guys, isn't this the heaviest that we've ever heard them. Or is there something on Foley that might be? No, i think you're right, i do. 0:55:46 - Speaker 3I think it's up there. I think it's up there. 0:55:48 - Speaker 1Yeah, because you were saying fast and I was thinking to my head, I was like yeah, it is fast. It's fast and heavy, Like this is a great song alive. 0:55:54 - Speaker 2This is like Foo Fighters, Fast Like I was like whoa. 0:55:59 - Speaker 1Yeah, because it's still, it's still. 0:56:05 - Speaker 3It's interesting. You went to guns and roses. I don't know why I didn't go there Like I. Just I didn't hear that reference, but I want to go back. 0:56:14 - Speaker 2Just the guitar, just the guitar time. 0:56:17 - Speaker 3Yeah, yeah, yeah. 0:56:19 - Speaker 2For me oftentimes that doesn't mean something positive, Just yeah you know, outside of them anybody else I hear sounding like remotely like guns and roses. You just kind of go, eh you know. But I think it was just weird that Tom was there because coming up the hip I feel were such a that was. That was what most bands were sounding like back then. 0:56:49 - Speaker 3I don't know. Yeah, maybe 50 mission cap or something. Oh yeah, yeah, this one, you know. 0:56:56 - Speaker 1Yeah, you might be right, You might be and you might be so hard done by. 0:57:00 - Speaker 2So hard done by. To be honest with you, this is probably my least favorite of the of the record. Hey, we're in the break. Yeah, i just didn't. Yeah, i thought it was, i thought it was a cool chorus, but I just I kept thinking about, like, what would I say about the song? And it's just, you know, maybe in the 10 year reunion by then I'll have something. but this song, sorry, i wish I had I had more for it, but I really just don't. 0:57:42 - Speaker 3I'm with you a bit. I heard Allison Chains right away And I don't think it's like it's not like 100% Allison Chains. That's who I thought of And I'm starting to hear, you know, and occasional references to bands that we're doing well during this time And I'm not a big Allison Chains fan by any means, but it's. you know, there's still some lyric nuggets in here I love. you'll have to wait a minute. It's an en somatic Like. that to me is kind of a phrase of if you want, you know, beauty in life, it's not going to come to you right away. You got to, you got to deal. The ending is kind of rough. You know the yeah, i'm with you, pete. The ending is kind of rough. The snare is too snappy. The snare is like so snappy that it's like that's how you tune a snare for fucking punk rock songs with a high beat per minute. You know it just didn't. it just didn't. 0:58:45 - Speaker 1It's funny that you say that, because the original, like the demo version of this song is totally up tempo. Well so it's. It's a completely different song Me I. I think this is, i think it's fine, i think it's harkens back to like, like it could be on up to here, it could be on road apples. To me it's got that sleazy, not quite stone Z vibe. So I was really surprised to hear you say Alison chains, because I'm I'm going more of like the roots. You know, okay, that's, that's my vibe of John, but but that's, you know, this one, that's just how it was for sure. 0:59:30 - Speaker 3More filler had a rough ending and I was kind of glad it was like, okay, what's next? You want to? you want to add something, pete. 0:59:37 - Speaker 2Oh, all I was going to say was You know, that'd be cool if it was. I mean, maybe it is cool live. And I just just to comment that I always hate when you hear a band play a live version of a song and it's just fucking killer And that's the first way you hear it. And then you hear the studio version and it just absolutely blows. 0:59:59 - Speaker 3So yeah, i'm, i'm with you, I'm with you. Maybe this is that? 1:00:03 - Speaker 2But to answer your question, JD, what's next is not cool. I've actually heard JD sing this song. 1:00:12 - Speaker 1Oh, that's right, I did it. I did it for a, i did it for a hip podcast, like I do a pod list, just like I do for medium alchemists And I sang it. Is that that was right? Yeah, yeah. 1:00:27 - Speaker 3I dug it, I thought it. I thought it was what's, what's that pod JD had that he took off. It was like JD sings in the shower, Was it that one? 1:00:36 - Speaker 2That's what I wanted. Jd sings in the shower. There was a. There was a. There was a video version of the podcast too, but that was yeah that was that, the lovely fans. No, i remember hearing this and the first time you sent it to me I think I was already living in Malaga. But great tune, i, you know this, and JD, you, you, you explained to me what this song was about and I've since forgotten because my brain doesn't work anymore at my age, but I did get. I think the reason why we started talking about it in the first place was because we I mentioned to you the another great Canadian singer, gordon Lightfoot's Right, ricky Deven, if it's Gerald. And so you, you brought this song up and that's kind of how it came into my, my atmosphere, my airspace if you will. 1:01:44 - Speaker 1Well, those are forever linked for me, because the first time I saw this song played live Gordon, he introduced it live as a Canadian musician, would be complete without a song about a nautical disaster. 1:02:04 - Speaker 5This song is called nautical disaster. These are the Dh과a stations for brokers. 1:02:36 - Speaker 6NotOf cybersecurity. This is Darryl, i don't wanna sweat. Ha. What's wrong? What's going on? Can't tell yourself I'm a foreign team. He said hang on, just stop, shut your big mouth and gotta do what you feel is real. He got no peace and false gods Got no Sunni, my baby. She won't know me when I'm thinking about music. I'm a foreign team. Keep it going, man. 1:04:11 - Speaker 7Let's keep the wagon wheel going. Alright, i had this dream where I relished the fray And the screaming filled my head all day. I felt as though I'd been spinned here, Settled in into the pocket. 1:04:44 - Speaker 6In a lighthouse on some rocky socket Of the coast of France, dear One afternoon. Four thousand men died in the water Here And five hundred more repression, matthew, is parasite's life In your blood. Now I'm in a lifeboat Designed for ten. Ten on me. Anything that's systematic Would get you hated. It's not a deal, nor a test, Nor a love of something stated. The selection was quick, the crew was in order And those left in the water Got kicked off the padlock And we headed home. 1:06:24 - Speaker 7And in the dream and when the phone rings, we're doing alright. 1:06:30 - Speaker 6I set it out there Those days and nights, but only a fool would complain. Anyway, susan, if you'd like A conversation To say myself, in my memory Is those fingertips Scratching on my heart, and I'm in a lifeboat Designed for ten. Ten on me. 1:07:41 - Speaker 7Anything that's systematic Would get you hated. It's not a deal, nor a test, nor a love of something stated, no matter how hard it is. You see how hard it is, it's real hard. 1:08:27 - Speaker 5There's a lifeboat Hanging on a wire Sucking up to someone, just a stoke of fire. 1:08:35 - Speaker 7Picking up the highlights of the scenery, saw some little clouds. 1:08:50 - Speaker 5They looked a little like me. I had my hands in the river, my feet back up from banks, looked up to the Lord above, said he'd call me thanks. Some times I feel so good I've got to scream. Said 40 baby, i know exactly what you mean, he said. He said I swear to God. He said Now, now. 1:09:27 - Speaker 6Now, okay, my memory Was my dear watch's river that I nailed. If near or leave a sink in there, then I don't wanna swear Swag, swag, swag, swag. 1:10:42 - Speaker 1Swag, swag, and then they launch into New Orleans' sinking. Oh my gosh, and you're sorta like what? What's going on? And then, in the middle of New Orleans' sinking, is this brand new song, fully fleshed out, not a? 1:11:00 - Speaker 3good one. You know, i read about this And it's fucking holy crap. 1:11:07 - Speaker 1It is a tornado Like it is, so destructive. 1:11:14 - Speaker 3And you know, there's not many bands Who perform live that do Extremely intentional things like that For the audience. There's not many bands that do that Doing something like that, mixing in a new song in the middle of a song People know And then did they circle back? 1:11:31 - Speaker 1Yeah, They finished, then they finished all of these things. 1:11:34 - Speaker 3That's just insane to me. I just love, i just love, love, love that. I just love that. If any, if any songwriters are out there, do that for me. When I come here you live, mix me in a new one. It's a treat, right? Yeah, because it's the opposite of going to a show And hearing a band play Like their album. You know, i've walked out of shows Because it's just boring as fuck. You know, i'll say this about In 18. I believe it was built to spill. Oh my gosh, it was like I could have just put on One of their records and sat at home. So, yeah, to be able to split in another song And keep going and mix it up And do all these things that are so creative And have the confidence to do that, and phew. 1:12:30 - Speaker 2The only thing I'll say in defensive built to spill Is there's always. 1:12:34 - Speaker 3Oh, everybody defends. Built to spill. 1:12:36 - Speaker 2No, no, i'm only saying it live I've never seen them live. Only because they always have a new line up. It's only a singer They do. They do. So if I'm a guy sitting in And part of the band this time around, the only thing I know is the record, because that's probably how they play together, which that's uh. Yeah, my buddy's seen them live And he kind of had the same feeling as you did. 1:13:01 - Speaker 1Same feeling as you did, i'm just starting to get into built. 1:13:04 - Speaker 3Yeah, sorry, bds fans. There you have it. There's another fan that wants to punch me in the gut. Not a cool disaster, i think it's fucking cool. Like my sentiment right away was like Here's the epic storytelling TH song. Here The drums it was like beating. Like we're charging into war Lifeboat designed for ten and ten. Only You know. There's just all these Great metaphors in there for like I don't know. 1:13:34 - Speaker 1Oh, i love the line about getting The remaining people in the water Getting kicked off at Antler. Oh man, i don't know why. Yeah, and this song, there's no structure, there's no verse, there's no chorus, it's just literally Like you said, tim, it's like a story. 1:13:51 - Speaker 3Yeah yeah, i don't know who the Susan reference is. I didn't look too much into that part, like, towards the end there's something about Susan Which I don't know why. With this band, whenever they mention a woman I'm always like. 1:14:03 - Speaker 1She's Evelyn's sister. 1:14:04 - Speaker 3Because it's often something grim. But you know this song there's. There's lots of data in there. This could be a rabbit hole song. It wasn't so much for me, just because I thought it was awesome. 1:14:19 - Speaker 1You're right, it is awesome. It's fucking awesome. Maybe I'm out and we're actually more song for the band. Where do we go next? Um Thugs? 1:14:28 - Speaker 2This is gonna sound really strange, but first of all, i love the chorus on this song. That's fantastic. I really dug this song a lot. It's ironic that it's called thugs and the baseline is a slowed-down version of Grandmaster flashes a message yes or yes? 1:14:54 - Speaker 3Whoa, I didn't go that deep, but I knew it was something like I. I felt there was something go out on in this song And I didn't know what I was you know, i didn't know what it was, but Uh, you keep going it's a deep, deep. 1:15:09 - Speaker 2There's clearly a deep admiration for Grandmaster flash Going on here and The. this the we reference to JD. You mentioned that this is the song where, or this is the record where, you realized they're actually a wee band out of your band. 1:15:30 - Speaker 1Um, yeah, it sort of. It sort of happened at the same time to me as well, no, but you know, there's the reference about All roll or rolling. I'll do the details, you do the roll and I'll do the details. I'm sorry about that. That's all right. 1:15:48 - Speaker 2Yeah, that's, that's kind of where. That's kind of Where I thought on that, the Again the chorus awesome, uh, there's. He keeps doing this high, are you know? it doesn't a couple times and on the record but he does like a high-pitched whoo And this song, that's really cool. And The spacey reverb Guitar is just like. I couldn't think of the song that it reminded me of or the artist, but it's, there's so much reverb on this on that guitar, it's like It's insane. 1:16:26 - Speaker 1Love it, love love, love this one. Yes, it's, yeah, you can swim in it Well said. Yeah, yeah. Where are you on thugs? 1:16:34 - Speaker 3You know I I Felt it was a little bit filler. You know I I didn't get a whole lot from this one I when I Started looking into kind of the movie references or what they get up trying to figure out When I was trying to figure out. You know any details About this song that could make me get into it more? I read and I've read this before, the quote from gourd, that if that's what you think it's about, then that's what it's about Sure, which made me think for this song. Okay, if it's. You know if I think gourd would tell me hey man, if you, if you don't dig this song, then maybe you should try Inevitability of death. You know, if you want to get heavier, then go here. If you don't, you don't get heavy with thugs and let's give you a song about struggling with cancer, which is, i think, inevitability of death. You know, there's what I enjoyed about this song is they mix it up a little bit. You know there's a Chorus singing without drums. You know they're starting to do little creative things on this album That I think help make it stand out and keep my interests more. That's kind of what I, yeah, that's kind of what I've noticed. But then you know, i think everybody probably knows anybody, or sorry, anyone knows someone is diet of cancer and maybe that's what this is about about and living life. You know, trying to Do everything to your fullest. I'm not sure about this. The song was, it was a good jam, it was it was. 1:18:17 - Speaker 1You know what you're not. You're not Far off the track. I don't think, though, when, when you say that about cancer but that would be just so terribly ironic you know Writing a song about that and then succumbing to that illness. You know all those. 1:18:38 - Speaker 3Yeah, exactly. 1:18:40 - Speaker 1Because it came on suddenly. It wasn't something he battled with for very long. It came on suddenly and he was gone, wow, other than a other than a cross-canada tour. But well, you just think, puffy lips, glistening skin, yeah, everything comes rushing in. That could be like reference to, like the chemotherapy you know, like rushing into your body. You know We don't go to hell, just yeah. I love the. I also just love the word play. I thought you'd be the death of inevitability to death just a little bit. I thought you'd be the inevitability of death to death just a little bit like. I love how it's inverted Mm-hmm, very cool, very cool. 1:19:21 - Speaker 2And he makes it work it's crazy that you say like puffy lips and glistening skin. I'm thinking of a. I'm thinking of like Scarlett Johansson and in a bikini like that's who. I'm like. That's right where I went when I heard that. That's so. I'm not even joking. 1:19:43 - Speaker 1That's like what I thought say, could have been yonder somebody somebody just came from LA, i think. 1:19:51 - Speaker 2It's been any time with Scarlett, though The I dig this song It's. It's not one of my favorites, but this was the song that Clearly did the one I mentioned earlier that that Alanis drew a lot of The word play and the way he phrases it is It's. It's exactly what she does in the song. You ought to know like it's. It's 100%. You can't Can't deny it. I'm sure if you had a gun to read she'd say yes, of course It's worth it. She's got the inspiration on. I. 1:20:33 - Speaker 1Don't think it would go that far, just just for the record. No, yeah, if you were interviewing her you would probably, i probably, i probably just ask her. 1:20:39 - Speaker 2Yeah, she seems like a nice person. 1:20:43 - Speaker 3Let's, let's, let's have her guest on the next one. 1:20:45 - Speaker 1He's gonna you have. You have that up, jady Yeah. 1:20:47 - Speaker 3Yeah. 1:20:48 - Speaker 1Yeah, I like the bass that. 1:20:49 - Speaker 2I think the chords are a little bit more. I think the chords are a little bit monotonous. The line if you go to hell, i'll still remember you, that's just. That's a really fucking cool line. But The bass starts to shine at the end, which is cool because because the chords are so I guess I've been honest the bass really isn't doing much, but then it does something that that only Tim Hates is more than I do. It's just faith. 1:21:27 - Speaker 3You know, i will say some of the hip, some of the hips, fadeouts are better than others. Okay, they've had they've had some oh dare I tragic fadeouts oh. I use that because I hate fade out so much. 1:21:47 - Speaker 2Jady, can you, can you You edit this in? can you, can you do that? 1:21:55 - Speaker 3That's funny. You mentioned that cuz a couple weeks ago, jd. I said to JD you know, sometimes I just want to add in a sound effect, like You know, and he's like you do not do that on my podcast, i hate sound effects, because I'm even thinking. 1:22:14 - Speaker 1You know, when you were talking earlier, you were talking about The bass being slowed down from Grandmaster Flash, like, oh, i could intercut. I could intercut like the Grandmaster Flash song so people could hear it. 1:22:27 - Speaker 2But then it's like It's so noticeable man, i mean it's it's so noticeable. It's exact same bass line, but anyway. 1:22:37 - Speaker 1Next song, though. So then we slow it down with scared. 1:22:41 - Speaker 3This that's so scared for me is it's like a. I instantly went to. This song would be an amazing concert concert closer. You know it's. It comes on, you know the night's finishing, it might be the what else? songs. You close your eyes at some point and just listen and get in deep. You know it's, there's, it's layered and story from I don't know Russia and the Germans and Stalin and Trying to make culture and art disappeared and like housekeepers and all these different things. It's like it's. It's. It's a sad kind of beautiful song that It's a little bit of a usual makeup for them with this kind of section of the album, but I thought it was, you know, on that note, kind of dark and lovely overall. 1:23:37 - Speaker 1What do you think, sir? 1:23:39 - Speaker 2I wasn't. I thought this was kind of like just a token. If you will token slow tune like It didn't do it for me, like When it comes to like softer hip songs, like it didn't give me the same Warm, fuzzy feeling is like fiddler's green did. 1:24:02 - Speaker 1Sure, okay, yeah, i mean, fiddler's green is a knockout pie. It is, but my god scared. I love this song really good. 1:24:10 - Speaker 2Maybe it's just positioning on the record, i don't know. I've got a Spend some more time with it and in this was actually one song. There's a couple of tunes. I didn't Get to hear the car, yeah, towards the end, because my car rides weren't as long and they started the record. I would put the first song on when I got in the car, so if I wasn't driving for a long time, obviously the song story the other record didn't didn't didn't make it in the in the car, but there was something really weird on this song. There was a Spacey sort of keyboard sound that kept going off. You know I'm talking about. 1:24:54 - Speaker 3I know, now I don't really yeah, the only thing that certainly stood out to me was the use of acoustic guitars. There's, you know that's. That was a little unusual. I don't remember keyboards. 1:25:05 - Speaker 2There's some sort of keyboard effect going on in there. That is Like the only thing I can equate it to is like you know the. It's like an oscillated version of. You know the sound of the, the metal hitting the, the track on the song. It's a sound of the men working on the chain game. Yeah, it's like it. It's like an echoey, delayed, oscillated, real subtle Vert Sample of that or something, something similar to that, and it's done with the keyboards and said it's on the song 100%. 1:25:46 - Speaker 1Huh, i've got to listen with these headphones. 1:25:49 - Speaker 2But yeah it's. It was a cool song. I dug it and I kind of wish I had more of a feeling the way you guys do about it. But you know it's okay there just hope for you. 1:25:59 - Speaker 1There's hope for you, peter. From there we go to an inch an hour, and this song always impressed me, because the math works out an In an hour today the same way, an inch an hour to feed a day, to moan tonight in this most professional way. 1:26:57 - Speaker 5There's this fucking band. You gotta see they used to care about living shit. I see no profit in talk. No food in town, no rock and roll, no bestiality. 1:27:10 - Speaker 6Makes me feel the same way. An inch an hour to feed a day, to moan tonight with their little mouth to say But our health is best with the people in the space. No stuff of town, no feed you through, no salt on the tev. It works through Making lots and moogs. 1:27:49 - Speaker 5Tonight I'm gonna win and make this gift heart. I want you to see your breath in the spring side. Heart, coffee colors, ice and feeling. First part Sound. The rushing water in the dark Makes me feel the same way. 1:28:06 - Speaker 6An inch an hour to feed a day, to moan tonight with their little mouth to say But our health is best with the people in the space. I mean our health is best with the people in the space. You see, i don't know me. I don't know me at all, i don't know myself. 1:28:47 - Speaker 1I don't know myself. I don't know myself. What did you think of this? 1:29:06 - Speaker 2one. I love the. I don't know if I paid attention to it in the other records, or I'm just hearing this now, or this is the first time they're really doing it, but I feel like the guitar is falling the vocal line, or the vocal line is falling the guitar a little bit more, which is cool, like the melody of what Gord's singing. I thought it was a fucking banger. Again, this is another one where he's like yelping. I can only say yelping because he's not screaming but he's saying oh, oh, like really multiple times during the song. Anyway, i love it. I thought this song would probably be a really good opener. I don't know if they ever opened with it, but Definitely thought it would be a good opener. 1:30:07 - Speaker 3I think this one I was anticipating, without even knowing it, after listening to Scared. Scared was like this epic kind of novel, three-part novel to get through And when an inch and hour came on in the car, within seconds was turning it way up Like. This is one that I kind of needed. With the placement in the album, it truly so. I read that it's potentially, or possibly, if it's about a fan who wrote a fan letter to the band. Supposedly this guy claims to come home at the end of his night shift every day. He would go buy some beer and sit on the stoop of his apartment And just crank tragically hip and drink beers. And he was thumbing through one of their albums and saw an address to write letters into

Founders Day Weekend! We started off with the reading for the week and it was about doing the next right thing, the "we" of the program and positive thinking. Then on to Step 6, which also played into the reading, and we had a nice discussion around that. And a technical difficulty. Throbbing and buzzing. Some employment announcements and we talked about treating people well. We wrapped up with solving problems and pissing in drawers. Yes, that's where the title came from. Enjoy the episode. Visit us. Podcast  www.sobernotmature.com Store  www.sobernotmatureshop.com

Andrew Elias and Zac discuss the women on Tinder, catfishing and Zac's villain era.

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On today's show, Keyzie and his pink jacket team up with Producer Pugs to talk Hoytey J's Grammy award winning poetry, and our craziest moments on the Friday Throbber.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

We're joined today by Marc Todd, along with Rod and Karen from The Black Guy Who Tips Podcast. In this episode we talk about Arnold Schwarzenegger's acting skills, a forgotten Steven Seagal movie, listener comments, toxic masculinity thinking everything is gay, another monkey attack story, Harlan Crow's history collection, and who has the best announcer voice. Join our Patreon at www.patreon.com/threeguyson to get the YouTube link for today's show.

World famous EDM artist Nik:11 gets comfy enough to tell us about her funny visit to the gyno and her reasoning for not giving birth. Nik even indulges in the idea of an only fans page, but she does let us know that she is shy and an introvert. But I don't think that's exactly the truth, because this little lady is out there doing big things! Listen to her tell you her story in her own words and why her music means so much to her.... This EXTRAORDINARY woman named Nik:11 is sweeping the nation. Check Out Today's Guest @ https://linktr.ee/NIK1111?mibextid=Zxz2cZ https://instagram.com/djnik11?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y= https://www.facebook.com/djnik11?mibextid=LQQJ4d https://www.nik11.com/?mibextid=Zxz2cZ https://open.spotify.com/artist/5nhgzgKQCWQwUkezfDyIbr?si=OxJI1de3SqOKxeFIpedw6Q Make Sure To Follow Talk Yo Ishh and Tatiana @ https://www.ageofradio.org/talkyoishh/ Facebook @TalkyoiSHH Facebook @tatiana.vitiello.3 Twitter @talkyoishh Tik Tok @talkyoishh Instagram @talkyoishh_pod Instagram @tatianavitiello And shout out to Saysha Blanco for her verse please make sure to follow her @ https://g.co/kgs/5Gg4PJ https://www.facebook.com/sayshablanc?mibextid=LQQJ4d Also check out and follow Age of Radio @ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ageofradioverse/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ageofradio Link Tree: https://linktr.ee/ageofradio Advertising Inquiries: https://www.ageofradio.org/adspace Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Female EDM artist Nik:11 is one of the hottest EDM artists out here. She flew in from LA to sit with me and shoot the iSHH about her new single release, “Pillow Talk”. Nik doesn't shy away from the hard questions and even gets comfortable enough to tell me about her embarrassing time at the Gynecologist, fingers deep! NIK:11 has produced and released one hit track after another worldwide, from bouncy EDM, Big-Room beats to Electro and Tech House, Setting trends, NIK:11 is energizing the music world with each track she drops and has been hitting us hard on the Dance Music Charts. While touring NIK:11 has drawn the attention for licensing opportunities such as Peloton, TikTok, Apple Fitness, Equinox and Amazon to name a few and on popular television networks like NBC, VH1 and MTV. NIK:11 has also been featured in major publications such as “Billboard”, “Entertainment Weekly”, “Indie Source Magazine”, and many more. Check Out Today's Guest @ https://linktr.ee/NIK1111?mibextid=Zxz2cZ https://instagram.com/djnik11?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y= https://www.facebook.com/djnik11?mibextid=LQQJ4d https://www.nik11.com/?mibextid=Zxz2cZ https://open.spotify.com/artist/5nhgzgKQCWQwUkezfDyIbr?si=OxJI1de3SqOKxeFIpedw6Q Make Sure To Follow Talk Yo Ishh and Tatiana @ https://www.ageofradio.org/talkyoishh/ Facebook @TalkyoiSHH Facebook @tatiana.vitiello.3 Twitter @talkyoishh Tik Tok @talkyoishh Instagram @talkyoishh_pod Instagram @tatianavitiello And shout out to Saysha Blanco for her verse please make sure to follow her @ https://g.co/kgs/5Gg4PJ https://www.facebook.com/sayshablanc?mibextid=LQQJ4d Also check out and follow Age of Radio @ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ageofradioverse/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ageofradio Link Tree: https://linktr.ee/ageofradio Advertising Inquiries: https://www.ageofradio.org/adspace Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Jyrell and RO1 are evangelists spreading the word of Bombasticism and the often stern love of their god XOXO.

In this week's Is It Just Me? the girls discuss Excel spreadsheets, watching sex scenes with your family and forgetting to wash in the shower...Follow us on Instagram @shouldideletethatEmail us at shouldideletethatpod@gmail.comProduced & edited by Daisy GrantMusic by Alex Andrew Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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On this episode we talk to our fellow podcasters Nicki and Black Dolly from Throb Talk Podcast. The ladies talk about if they like gagging during oral sex. Hear the voicemail that they leave for someone that you don't want to miss. The ladies came through in a special outfit that was requested by one of our listeners. Make sure you check out their podcast. Leave a comment join the conversation !!! Follow Mind Triggers on IG: @Mind_Triggers   Twitter: @Mind_Triggers Facebook: Mind Triggers YouTube: Mind Triggers  Intro Music IG: @kuno.viola  Leave us a Review EBook on Amazon : Do's & Don'ts of Unwritten Guy Codes, Ethics & Etiquette  Become a Supporter of the Show. Thanks to our Followers on Social Media who Share, Like, and Re-post our Podcast. "The Whole Team Gotta Win" --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/mind-triggers/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/mind-triggers/support