kind of incredible, given that the start up and operating costs of a podcast are less than a potluck book club. this is definitely an embarrassment thing, where somebody tried to sell ad space and the dick pill / sports gambling Head of Promotions was like, “you have six downloads a week. fuck off.”
lmao:
A Club Random podcast hosted by former Limp Bizkit frontman Fred Durst that was initially supposed to focus on UFOs never took off; Semafor could not find any episodes of the show online.
i can hear it now…
“DURST: I saw a UFO, bros. Neptune Beach. 2014. The alien arrived in the middle of the afternoon and beckoned me over. We chilled in his UFO and smoked some of his space weed, which really helped me understand my own music. Then he used this cool magic wand to push magic thoughts into my mouth a bunch of times. I was the only one who could see the UFO on the beach, because it was camouflaged to look like an 1990 Chevy conversion van with a mattress in the back. Then he pulled up his space sweat pants, told me to get out of his UFO, and he drove off heading towards I-95 and into outer space.”
The Blink 182 guy is right there. Except I guess I swear to god he disavowed his ufo research later attributing it to vicoden withdrawal after back surgery?
kind of incredible, given that the start up and operating costs of a podcast are less than a potluck book club. this is definitely an embarrassment thing, where somebody tried to sell ad space and the dick pill / sports gambling Head of Promotions was like, “you have six downloads a week. fuck off.”
lmao:
i can hear it now…
“DURST: I saw a UFO, bros. Neptune Beach. 2014. The alien arrived in the middle of the afternoon and beckoned me over. We chilled in his UFO and smoked some of his space weed, which really helped me understand my own music. Then he used this cool magic wand to push magic thoughts into my mouth a bunch of times. I was the only one who could see the UFO on the beach, because it was camouflaged to look like an 1990 Chevy conversion van with a mattress in the back. Then he pulled up his space sweat pants, told me to get out of his UFO, and he drove off heading towards I-95 and into outer space.”
The Blink 182 guy is right there. Except I guess I swear to god he disavowed his ufo research later attributing it to vicoden withdrawal after back surgery?