Bangkok to Saskatoon, kick a dick and see ya soon. That’s the opening number in my new rock opera titled “I wish I could think of a better blurb for this podcast”. I’m not gonna lie, I miss old Randy doing the intros and outros. Don’t tell him I said this but he’s kinda good…

You know we love you but you drive us crazy! Randy is off globetrotting on the other side of the pale blue dot, shoveling sushi and noodle bowls into his poodle hole and generally having a grand old time without me! Well, I’ll show him what for in the intro and outro. Damnit, I ran…

Don’t stop me now I’m here, Dear Friends will be Friends, Don’t lose your headlong, A human body language, and Father to son and daughter. Phew, Pank sure was busy coming up with song title mashups on social media yesterday wasn’t he! I blame Richard Hearn. Look, we passed the open windows last week, but…

Welcome to another episode of this ridiculous podcast, with ridiculous hosts who have ridiculous opinions talking to ridiculous listeners about a ridiculous band.It’s just ridiculous. Randy pulls out his Wilfrid Brimley impersonation and is absolutely delighted by the sight of Freddie’s football getup in the Gaga video and Brian’s bone guitar! We also get down…

Picture the scene; a small village pub where a young couple are enjoying a quiet drink together before going to tell her parents that they’re engaged to be married. They hear a low rumbling in the distance that gets steadily louder, to the point where their small wrought iron table starts to shake and the…

It’s a Roger tune. It’s from Sheer Heart Attack. It’s a song The Cardinal does not know, so Kev gets to watch his pal hear the song for the first time. We get into the weeds about endings and medleys and solos, oh my! There’s more talk about Metallica’s drummer (honestly, this is the last…

Kev was just tryin’ to pod. That’s all. He wasn’t asking for much. We get into the weeds about a brown Christmas, Randy is still salty about not being able to get a burger in Kindersley at 11pm, and the boys discover that they have a potential double act that they may or may not…

Randy and Kev hit upon a phenomenal business idea after identifying a serious gap in the market where banjo players are concerned. The accordian is selected rather than a kazoo, we find that Arpeggio isn’t the current AC Milan left back (who knew!), and Randy called his shot; well, on the album front at least!…

“Hey guys, the bass player wrote a song and he wants to play it for us”. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, wait, what? You’re serious? Oh OK then, yeh let’s here the bass player’s ‘song’…” That’s usually the way it goes in bands but John’s first contribution made it onto side two of 1974’s adventurous masterpiece, Sheer Heart…

I had this perfect dream… and then I woke up. But, weirdly, when I woke up, I found out that Randy is running for the office of the Prime Minister of the Central African Republic! Yeh, THAT Randy! The guy who downvoted The Prophet’s Song! I mean, how in the green shit did we end…