Gawd, where has the time gone? It’s like we haven’t recorded a show since, like, Thanksgiving. Oh…wait…uhhhh…
HEY GUYS, WE’RE BACK! Happy New Year. Merry Christmas. Happy post MLK Day! It’s the first Rad Dudes show of 2012! We’re a little rusty, but hey, it’s the Rad Dudes. What, did you come here for professionalism? Noob. Okay, so, like todays show is good. Wingo gets mad about movies, Jovi hollers about the horrors of Craigslist. We wax poetic about Harry Connick Jr’s acting ability and so much more. Also, Dumptruck decided to grace us with his presence. We make him do an Ultimates! You’ll like it. Trust me. If you don’t, you can punch Wingo. But not in the face. He calls that “The Moneymaker” for some reason.
GAZE! BASK! ENJOY!
Our new theme song!
Best show on TV! Hands down!
Can you give us a serious face, Harry?
Connie Con Con Jr’s magnum opus:
Wingo’s favorite movie EVAR!
STRAP ON A GODDAMN WIZARD HAT, CLIMB ON THIS PINK CLOUD AND JUST GROOVE!
or: “Don’t cross the street with a flip flop wearing Drunkenstein”
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Here comes the sun (doo doo doo doo)
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right
It’s all right
THIS IS SIGNED BY JERRY SPRINGER!
SAX-A-MA-PHONE
May we present Luke N. Stein’s theme song. This shit is ridiculous.
Hello there. It’s good to see you. Come on in and get comfortable. You can take off your shoes, if you want. I’ve lit some candles to set the mood. They’re vanilla scented. There’s some pizza and wyngz cooking in the oven. Pour yourself a glass of wine and lets get romantic. It’s date night at the Rad Pad and love is in the air. With the seasons changing and with the right amount of tea, Wingo and Jovi (with producer Kowalski) are going all romantically in your ears and in your face. GROSS, RIGHT!! HUUECK! The boys are like Coltrane tonight, all over the place. Trust me though, it’s good. Talk of politics and the record industry and cinema magic. But seriously, back to before, my pants are chafing me…mind if I take ‘em off?
Meet the Rad Dudes favorite lady, Nina Conti. Wingo loves her more, which is weird.
If we were as half as cool as this picture, we'd be UNSTOPPABLE!
Also, here’s the Rad Dude’s new favorite band…VALIENT THORR!! \m/
Wingo's new boyfriend RJ Mitte. HE'S ON THE TEEVEE, DONTCHAKNOW!!! No crutches neither!
(p.s. we are fully aware that cerebral palsy does not = ‘retardation’. Jokes, people!)
NEWSFLASH: Go out and buy some records! The new Plaid (scintilli) is great! So’s the new M83! Oh, and a fritter is any kind of food coated in batter and deep fried. Circumscribe is a word (it means “to draw a line around”). And a slider is called a slider because White Castle trademarked “slider” in the old days. The more you know! (star wipe)
Three things we like…Pretty Lights, Led Zeppelin and Tron!
Eat chicken with The Beautiful People
Things we don’t like: Bon Iver (see how far you can make it):
OH YEAH: and the ‘mystery song’ from the intro was a weirdly slowed-down version of this.
Holy crap, you guys! We’ve done fifty effing shows. And it only took us four years to get there! PROGRESS! MAKING MAGIC! ETC!! And this show, wow, it truly is the perfect storm. Eff George Clooney and all those digital waves! The only digital waves are the ones going right in your earholes. Grab a glass of white whine and allow the Rad Dudes to regal with you tales of being separated from their phones (for a full 12 hours you guys!) and other such first world problems. Today the boys discuss what is “good” 80′s music and “bad” 80′s music, the majesty of Dolly Parton and we’ve got Cmdt. Paul E. Wood in the house cooking us some delicious foodz. Yes, you should wrap that in bacon. In fact WRAP EVERYTHING IN BACON!! Doonlawd this new episode and thank us later. No, seriously. Thank us later. We <3 validation.
An informative message from Master Chef Dr. Wood re: his delicious foods:
Dear Rad Dudes,
Here’s the recipe for the Orange Cornish Game Hens served up for the 50th episode. The recipe is under development, but here’s what went down this particular time.
Ingredients:
- whole cornish game hen(s)
- orange marmalade, trader joe’s variety works well
- one large orange (or oranges), depending on how many hens
- one pound bacon
- a fistful of rosemary sprigs
- at least one whole, peeled garlic clove per hen
- salt
- pepper
- strawberries
- Rainier cherries (this time), or other stuff: pineapple wedges, blackberries, mangos, whatever.
> Carve the peel off the orange(s) in longitudinal slices, about an eighth to a quarter inch wide. Set aside about half, dice up the rest as finely as possible, ideally with an excessively large hunting knife.
> In a small bowl, squeeze the juice from the remaining orange(s), and mix in the diced peel with several large spoonfuls of orange marmalade. Depending on how much raw orange juice you have, stir in the marmalade until it gets to approximately ‘pancake syrup’ consistency.
> Rinse off each cornish game hen, then salt and pepper to taste.
> Place two sprigs of rosemary, one (or more) whole clove(s) of garlic, and several spoonfuls of orange sauce into the interior (also known as the ‘bunghole’) of each hen.
> Coat the outside of each hen with orange sauce.
> Place 4 or 5 sliced wedges of orange peel side-to-side across each hen.
> Wrap each hen in bacon to cover as much of the surface as possible without excessive overlapping. The idea is that the bacon wrapping prevents the surface of the bird from drying out while the interior cooks, aside from adding flavor. Use common sense: feel free to cut bacon strips into halves or smaller pieces as necessary to cover the hen’s surface, and use toothpicks to hold bacon pieces in place where needed. Again, avoid overlapping the bacon wrap as much as possible to ensure that the hens cook at a consistent rate.
> Coat outer bacon wrap with orange sauce.
> Preheat oven to 400 degrees, bake approximately 45 minutes. There will be a lot of bacon fat dripping off of the hens as they bake, so I’d recommend using a rack inside a large pan, or whatever you can devise to allow the bacon grease, hen broth, and orange sauce to run off and be captured beneath.
> Allow to cool 2-3 minutes, baste with orange sauce. In that 2-3 minutes, I’d recommend pouring off the aforementioned bacon grease with hen broth and spillover orange sauce to make gravy.
> Serve with ample side of strawberries, Ranier cherries, and a dipping bowl of the orange sauce, and/or gravy.
Personally, I don’t have a problem with Jello. I think its cool. It’s all jiggly. And as a conduit for booze, it’s great. Wingo though, man, he effing hates Jello. Don’t get him started. Trust me. Hide your kids, hide your wives, The Rad Dudes are back! Happy Memorial Day America! USA USA USA USA!! Steve regales us with tales of Japan, the boys yell about stuff and there’s a brand new batch of Ultmates! Now slice up some salami and fill your ear holes with hilarity. AND BY THE WAY, THESE TOMATOES ARE BULLSHIT!
Put on a brand new pair of rubber gloves and let’s get medical! Wingo is ALIVE! (mostly?) He’s out of the hospital and back in action and you get to hear all about it! Lots of medical jargon, disgusting anecdotes and more Mike Post than Wingo can handle. Oh and Jovi decides to put something disgusting in his mouth (suprising nobody). All this and more!
だから、私たちは、最も政治的に正しい人は、この攻撃的にとらないわけではないことは知っている。私は、私も図書館でわからないランダムな人々に向かってそれを意味する私の友人のいずれかに向かっているわけではない。だから、君たちは問題ではない。But you guys already knew that. In this episode we’ve got ゲスト and 食品 and 怒っている人 and plenty of the unbridled lunacy you’ve come to expect from The Rad Dudes. Download this ish, like NOW!
Posted by Jovi on February 22nd, 2011 | 0 comments
or “Nights are long but you’re on your way. To a brand new life, brand new life, brand new life around the bend.”
Come gather ’round people wherever you roam. And admit that the waters around you have grown. And accept it that soon you’ll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you is worth savin’ then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone. For the times they are a-changin’.
Massive changes are afoot in the world, you guys. Governments are getting toppled, internets are getting tuned off, CHANGE IS HAPPENING YOU GUYS! But, you know what, you don’t have to worry about that in Rad Land. Wingo and Jovi are back again to regale you with tales of their rampant stupidity, wacky antics and stories of Wingo’s dad. Oh yeah, everything is fine here. Nothing is sacred. Everything falls apart.
Bateman: You like Huey Lewis and the News?
Paul Allen: They’re OK.
Bateman: Their early work was a little too new wave for my tastes, but when Sports came out in ’83, I think they really came into their own, commercially and artistically. The whole album has a clear, crisp sound, and a new sheen of consummate professionalism that really gives the songs a big boost. He’s been compared to Elvis Costello, but I think Huey has a far more bitter, cynical sense of humour.
Paul Allen: Hey Halberstram.
Bateman: Yes, Allen?
Paul Allen: Why are there copies of the Style section all over the place, d-do you have a dog? A little chow or something?
Bateman: No, Allen.
Paul Allen: Is that a rain coat?
Bateman: Yes it is! In ’87, Huey released this, Fore!, their most accomplished album. I think their undisputed masterpiece is “Hip to be Square”, a song so catchy, most people probably don’t listen to the lyrics. [rapidly, as if agitated] But they should, because it’s not just about the pleasures of conformity, and the importance of trends, it’s also a personal statement about the band itself. [raises axe above head] Hey Paul!
[he bashes Allen in the head with the axe, and blood splatters over him]
Bateman: TRY GETTING A RESERVATION AT DORSIA NOW YOU FUCKING STUPID BASTARD! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!
