I'm almost afraid to post this horrific thing...
This show cut a deadly swath through my studio electronics, taking out two tapedecks, fucking up my monitor resolution, and making the show computer run hinky--and it also gave the unflappable computer at WREK a conniption when I uploaded it. Hell, as far as I know, it could have an even deadlier agenda brewing--it may take all 12 of my listeners out like a fucking David Cronenberg effect. The sad thing is that this show, BSTF #236, at first blush seemed to be no more than a kicky, silly, and bright examination of the polyester decade as filtered through its corporate-fueled memes. But as I was retooling it and polishing it all up for playing some 15 years later, I began to feel as if unreeling the audiocassette was tantamount to weaving an evil spell. The song at issue was a recording of the annoying "Afternoon Delight" done by fellow COOL & STRANGE MUSIC Magazine contributor Wilhelm Murg--he had played a 45 of it at 33 rpm, and the result sounded like the singers were on 'Ludes. I thought about monkeying with it to make it sound even queasier, but I stayed my editing hand in favor of preserving Murg's original mix. But an evil fate had other plans: The first tapedeck developed a crackly hum that wouldn't go away, then the Yamaha Natural Sound deck ground to a slow halt, then totally went tits up. It made for an incredibly queasy mix...but at what price? And will it affect you?
In light of this, I would be remiss if I failed to warn all of you not to listen to it tonight. PLEASE DO NOT LET THIS EVIL SHOW INTO YOUR HOMES. Keep this show away from children, housepets, glass, fresh milk, automotive vehicles, earth-moving equipment, heart-lung machines, computer systems, and sexual appliances. And as always, the staff and management of "BOB"'s SLACKTIME FUNHOUSE is not responsible for any breakage, wear and tear, floods, fires, electrocutions, nosebleeds, brain hemorrhages, and/or spontaneous abortions as a result of listening to this show.
Hey, I warned you!
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got just enough time to make myself a protective fort out of sofa cushions wrapped up in all the aluminum foil I can get my claws on.
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