I was hospitalized and am still sick, so that's why this is late. Sorry to the recurring 5 listeners.

Undressing Underground Podcast

WAPIAR - E12 - Speaking of William S Burroughs...

I've got nothing else to say. You know more or less what this show is now if you've heard any other episode.

WAPIAR - E11 - William S Burroughs

The gang reads a bunch of words off a page.

WAPIAR - E10 - Irreversible

Hey, we're back! This time I'm Jennifer, Jennifer's Brandon, and Brandon's me! Hoorah! Apparently most people that listen to this don't realize that it's the same episode every time. So, yes, this is our 8th time reading the transcription I wrote of the first episode, which was not scripted. Enjoy. Or don't. We talk about some other stuff too. Still not sure where this is going, but it's going there. All the way. Baby. Driver. Let's have a panic attack together.

WAPIAR - E9 - Leon's Getting Larger

Sorry for the delay, I've been busy. We may just do two weeks from today now. I dunno. This episode Jennifer is Rob, Brandon is Jennifer, and Rob is Brandon. Next week, more inanity. I meant to do a Peter & the Wolf intro, because all podcasts are obligated to do that at least once, but I didn't. Sorry. 

WAPIAR - E8 - I had to rearrange their faces and give them all another name

I dunno I'm still high. We all got high. Went about as you'd expect. Also listened to a lot allegedly royalty free future funk that's present through most of this so sue the YouTube, not me. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WVOH00wVFbc&t=3035s if you wanna check it out without us. It's very upbeat and nice. There was a song sorta like that on the new of Montreal album. I know it's not cool to like of Montreal anymore I guess? Or is it? Every time I go to their shows I feel like an adult chaperone for all the teenagers running around in fancy colors while I'm just there in my button up shirt and cardigan. Let's go see of Montreal when the pandemic's over guys, yeah? I threw up again in this episode. Brandon fell asleep I think. Jennifer has a revelation. verything about Joey was ideal in what one might want in a secondary partner. He, too, was a dad with a spouse and a full-time job. He enjoyed hipster cuisine as much as I did, making delicious food with vegetables from his garden, and finding hole-in-the-wall restaurants all over town that served up the sort of meals you’d be proud to smugly post about on Instagram. In the bedroom he was fun and experimental, but not overly so, for my tastes. On dates, he treated me like a normal human being -- we were both polyamorous people with family, not fetishized experiments waiting to be easily pursued and captured by excitable single people or ravenous swingers. Joey was warm, with big blue eyes, jet-black hair, and soft, pale skin. He was tall, and lanky: completely non-threatening, kind and gentle from his personality turning outward onto his appearance. His wife, Sara, was quiet but polite, with auburn hair and dark freckles across a tan face. Their six-month-old baby girl was a perfect blend of both, with freckles and tufts of black hair. The tinges of jealousy soon began to creep in, however. The assumption that people who are polyamorous have conquered envy is rather incorrect, but even so, this was not a romantic jealousy that I was experiencing. I was envious of their house, their massive wine cellar, their house full of archaeological wonders and authentic mementos from a world they had extensively traveled. I was envious of their upper-middle-class home, jobs, their horseback riding and golfing hobbies, and sporadic trips to international resorts. I was envious of their log cabin two hours away in the mountains -- and when they decided to move out there permanently, I was happy to use it as an opportunity to end the relationship. It’d only been casual anyway, right? A year later, Sara was dead: a rare, fast-spreading breast cancer. I felt crushed for her baby and for Joey, and my envy turned into the sort of guilt that has no place to go except the inside of your stomach in sharp twists and nauseated regret. My husband, Samuel, and I attended the funeral in a sad room of marble-velvet-embroidery furniture, which was crowded with respectable, mournful people who all seemed equally shocked to be there. Joey moved away from the mourners giving out their sorry-for-your-losses, walking toward me with a curious stride. We embraced awkwardly, but deeply, and I also told him I was sorry for his loss, because what else is there to say? “Hey,” he said. “Thanks for coming,” he leaned in closer. A line of people waited behind me at their chance for the performative apology, knowing there’s not a single word they can actually say to take away the fact that the person in front of them had just lost the mother of his sweet baby girl, who would likely be unable to remember her at all. “I hope we can talk later…” he said, trailing off, distracted by the crowds of meaningless well-wishers. I leaned in to hug him and told him: “Contact me any time. If there’s anything, anything, I could do… Please let me know.” I meant it. READ THE REST https://www.olneymagazine.com/features/dead-black-lingerie

WAPIAR - Episode 7 or 8 - CANCELLED

By far the most belligerent (and thus longest) attempt yet. I still feel like crap from how much I drank. Some of Jennifer's lines take new meaning this week. Stay tuned for more of the same in two weeks. READ Jennifer's new story, DEAD BLACK LINGERIE over at Olney Magazine in the link below. https://www.olneymagazine.com/features/dead-black-lingerie

WAPIAR - E6 - The One Where the Gang Gets Drunk and Forgets How to Read

It's lent. We're bored and sober. Brandon performs mukbang. If there's no links here, it's because I didn't come back to add them after making dinner. Look at the old episodes for links. It's Bandcamp Friday this week, so buy Brandon and my stuff.

WAPIAR - E5 - Lent

Oh boy, oh geez. Rob smokes 3 different kinds of weed in the first 10 minutes (he's a light weight as is), Brandon attempts to drink every time one of us says "like" and then proceeds to get very hammered fast, and Jennifer has a game running on her phone or something that fucks up her internet for most of the episode. Also people interrupt Brandon and Jennifer but we roll on. Good stuff. Everything unravels further. READ Jennifer: http://dirtbagchristian.substack.com LISTEN to Brandon: http://dresserdrawers.bandcamp.com WATCH Rob: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIBaTpyTldc

WAPIAR - E4 - FUCK

Brandon and Rob begin disassociating and Jennifer keeps the whole thing moving. READ Jennifer: https://dirtbagchristian.substack.com LISTEN to Brandon: https://dresserdrawer.bandcamp.com/releases WALK with Rob: https://open.spotify.com/show/6ZYfl0N7xwsY3ZT9v0XITp

WAPIAR - E3 - Third Time's a Charm!

Here we are. The experiment begins. We already hate doing it. 24 episodes to go. READ and EAT Jennifer C Martin on Olney: https://www.olneymagazine.com/features/jennifer-c-martin-feature HEAR Brandon on his Bandcamp: https://dresserdrawer.bandcamp.com/releases

WAPIAR - E2 - Second Verse, Same as the First!

We're back! Albeit with worse audio than ever because I didn't realize how horrible Skype's call recording is. So, there's that. But there's also music SAMPLES used with FAIR USE so please don't CEASE AND DESIST ME. We'll do better next year. I'm already investing in it. We may even do full songs again since I didn't realize you could do that with this weird free Spotify platform thing. Anyway, see you next year or on the next Zech's Lost Phones. Also, keep an eye out for older episode popping up on this new platform if you want to listen to 27-year-old drunk and isolated me talk to weird strangers doing weird things again. I'll also update the show description this week with a MixCloud link only including the full songs presented here.

Cease & Desistmas 2020

Happy Holidays! A quick episode with my friend Ileana about some Christmas traditions in Mexico that I didn't know about and I'm guessing you didn't either. I have some more things planned for the future, but we know how that goes. But if you or anyone you know would like to talk, please reach out to me by email at rob at undressingunderground dot com or on twitter @cannedricewater. Also, if you have anything you would like to be featured on the podcast, whether an interview, an album, a radioplay, or whatever, feel free to send it to my email. I'm more than happy to promote anything you've got. Subscribe or check the blog to keep up to date. Thanks. http://undressingunderground.com

Episode 78 - Feliz Navidad

Today on the show is Hassan!!! HASSAN!!!! Hassan of Hassan's cool mom fame. I should have included his outgoing voicemail message. Maybe next week.We talk about the Disco Biscuits, following bands on tour, people we've known that have died, and racism. It's a really uplifting conversation.Stick around until the end to hear a semi(?)-autobiographical(?) spoken word piece by the Smudge! It's long, but I dug it. Hope you do, too.Come back on Friday to hear KittensAndUnicorn's interview with RedWriter and next Tuesday for my talk with anime fansubber, Usotsuki!And don't forget to subscribe!http://undressingunderground.com

Episode 23 - Hassan

This week I (Kandu) talk to Gawker icon and everyone's favorite, Medieval Knieval! His humor is fucked up and thus he is beloved all the more. (If you can't tell, I'm a huge fangirl myself) Has he ever regretted any comments or jokes? Who are his favorites? Is it you?Also, are you a Gawker commenter (well-known, longtime, or old school, you know what I mean!) and want to be featured? Email me at Kandu@undressingunderground.com or leave a voicemail at 260-PUNK-POD. I love talking about you with you.Come back on Tuesday to hear Rob's call with Bisco kid, Deadhead, and his friend of 20 years, Hassan. Or, you can listen to other stuff on the podcast too. Why not?And don't forget to subscribe! If you have a chance, could you rate us too on iTunes? Thanks.http://undressingunderground.com