Content Blues

Forget the news, let's talk about the news from two weeks ago! A quick chitchat about Brand New Cherry Flavor, the music of Richard Swift, and How Joe Rogan shimmied around getting cancelled. Music by: The People's Liberation Orchestra Richard Swift Kevin Morby Neil Young

New kind of episode, made on Anchor alone. I update on what I'm working on, talk about Sensitivity Readers and what that probably means for The Sword, and let loose my clarion to #DestroyAllFandoms Includes Spotify tracks from: Bohren and Der Club of Gore Miles Davis The Sword The Roling Stones Go to contentblues.com for all the links.

In which I confront my inability to form new fandoms, discuss why Community is The Last Sitcom, and embrace my status as a Publisher. An episode almost as meta as Abed, who is to being meta what Mary Shelley is to being Goth.

A pondering of the life cycle of cinema through an examination of Streets of Fire and The Irishman.

Let us dig up old fossils from the 80's, and hold them up to the light, and see what shines through: Princess Di is the last great pre-internet meme Last Crusade is the best Indiana Jones movie Listening to early New Order can get you over a hatred of synth pop Be sure to roll over to contentblues.com when you're done.

We're back from Summer Vacation with a bunch of notes we took months ago and will turn deftly into a full episode: Why I Care. A Lot. is as bad as you've heard. Why Aldous Huxley was as good as you've heard. Why Ronnie James Dio is better than you've probably heard. Huzzah for Content!

The new poetry of R. Cam, the old essays of Montaigne, and why Dreamworks' The Prince of Egypt is a better film than it has any need to be. 

An episode that begins with a Nietzsche quote builds to ranting about the degraded state of pop culture. Deal with it: Why Blade Runner 2049 is the best sequel ever Get Up With It and the whole concept of Fusion Jazz Zero HP Lovecraft's The God-Shaped Hole Why Funko Pops are of the Devil

You're gonna be listening to me run my mouth and overhear myself, in the attempt to fix where I am right now, in what I'm reading, writing, and otherwise absorbing. It's dorky but it's real. Also, Absinthe is delicious.