CAST YOUR POD TO THE WIND

I'm going to be real with you, y'all, we haven't really been enjoying this lately. Sure, we get to listen to a lot of really good music. But also we have to write commentary, and sometimes we have to listen to kids' albums (which we don't really care that much about), and we're just getting kind of oversaturated.

Speaking of oversaturation, the They Might Be Giants Podcast. It's a lot of music. It's not Dial-A-Song levels of a lot of music, but boy howdy, they sure did release a lot of these! Cast Your Pod to the Wind is a compilation of songs from that podcast released as a companion disc to The Else.

I wrote the first two paragraphs of this before actually listening to any of it. I just heard Put Your Hand on the Computer. I feel better now. You know what? That's what we're doing now. This is a live thread, you dumb fuck. I'm writing this in real time.

Imagine a guy walking up to you and saying I'm Your Boyfriend Now. Actually that's a thing that happened to us once but I really don't want to talk about that? In case you're wondering why we're so elusive on the internet, that's a big part of it is the uh- the erosion of social boundaries, which this song is about. I guess it makes sense that it's on a podcast, then.

I don't wanna listen to the kids albums tomorrow. I gotta. Do I gotta? Do I really have to? What cruel G-d sentenced me to this fate. Why do I keep switching between "I" and "we" a lot, I'm — we're — still not used to it. Jesus fucking Christ. What the Christ. What the Devil. I have a lot of dreams where I grow a beard. Why Did You Grow A Beard? I don't know. Usually I end up ripping my skin off when I shave, in the dream. Only in the dream. I'm having a Brain Problem Situation. I'm not even on that track yet. I am now.

This might be the most vulnerable I've ever been in a post that I put on the public internet. I'm actually having a good time with this record, like it's good. I like this music. I am doing this because I enjoy it. I'm just like this literally all the time unless Vriska who isn't Vriska and she makes it so I can't change my profile picture because if I do she changes it back. She was around earlier today for like 5 seconds.

Pew. Pew pew. We're in the drunk tank all by ourselves. I like this one. I have an urge to lick the pop filter on my mic. I won't. My jaw hurts. Microphone. I like the vocal intontaion on it's owned, it doesn't know. The singing is one of the big reasons I love The Spine. Of course I'm enjoying doing this. I got to listen to The Spine. Prevenge? Oh my god. That album. Wow.

It's just you and me, hypothetical reader. We're fully in it now. Vestibule. Put me in there. I always end up in ATM vestibules when it's raining unless they're locked. Doot. Doot. Doo. Doo. Doo doo. Hrongy pirnglr. The vestibule™.

Can't you hear? Hear my pleeeeaaaa??? We need Greasy Kid Stuff. God, they've gotten so good at singing. Thanks Johns. Live John reaction. Why are there always Johns? I was watching the Action Button review of DOOM and there's John Romero and Carmack and Tim Rogers doesn't like DOOM Eternal and I think that game's good. I'm a DOOM poser, I played Eternal on the Switch because I don't have a good computer.

Thanks brass band on Metal Detector. Thanks Factory Showroom, you're a good album. Pets you.

Why does Tim Rogers' opinion matter so much to me? I guess it doesn't, I don't wanna watch the The Last Of Us (the the) review because who gives a shit. I just like hearing that man talk.

Don't need no volleyball. Don't need no squawking gull.

Employee Of The Month. I felt like this when I worked for a cult leader for a month and a half. You know when you work for a cult leader who says that his email database is gonna save the world? My boss threatened to dox 38,000 people for the common good. He asked my coworker to punch him? He asked my coworker to punch him. He was in his 60s. He wanted to get punched because he did wrestling in high school. Am I in hell?

I saw a picture of that man with no shirt. It was horrifying. Homunculus.

I just curled up my fist into a tube and then dooted into it for No Plan B. I am evidently having a good time. I did two fists this time.

I just like hearing guys have a good time. Morgan In The Morning ID is evidently some guys having a good time.

I might actually listen to this bonus CD more than The Else in the long run. It's just fun. I'm having fun. Don't I look like I'm having fun to you?

HE LIVED IN A SECRET LOCATION. BURNING MONEY ALL DAY. Kate asked me to talk about this one — Yeah, The Deranged Millionaire. I love how Flans is going apeshit on the mic. Oh the synths. Let's go baby. You've always gotta go with the bats. This song is about Batman.

I gotta go to work on Monday. I don't have to go to work, I work in my basement now. Like my dad. Oh god, am I becoming my father? I do remote tech support now. I should get into RuneScape. No I shouldn't, my ex was into RuneScape, the one who was unvaccinated. Don't ask. Not unvaccinated RuneScape, unvaccinated ex.

SHE WAS A HOTEL DETECTIVE. IN THE FUTURE. She had a HUNDRED mechanical fingers. Ghost in the Shell. She walks with the beard of a rainbow? Trans woman read vindicated. Let's go baby.

There's so much whimsy here. I missed the whimsy so bad after The Else. The Else is profoundly devoid of whimsy, on purpose.

Add me on MyTwig™! Scop my posts on MyTwig™. Plort my cranch on Fleebi™. In the future we will all snurb crunt.

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The Mexican Drill. The newest trend: whispercore. This might be the most manic thing TMBG has ever released. Not The Mexican Drill, just, like, this compilation.

Cast Your Pod to the Wind. The song. And that's it. Welp, thank you for listening to the Tulips Listens to TMBG podcast. I'm your host. THAT'S RIGHT THIS WAS ALWAYS THE PLAN THIS WASN'T IMPROMPTU. THIS WAS THEMATICALLY RELEVANT THE WHOLE TIME. YOU FOOL.