Joe Gibson had to bow out of this episode due to scheduling conflicts, but the man taking his place is none other than Audio Assault’s original prodigal son Jeremy fucking Clymer. This guy is a legend, for those of you who aren’t old enough to remember, and we’ve been waiting a long time for him to make another appearance. Everything is just so much beef under the bridge as we discuss the Netflix thing, a moral quandary thing, the Criterion thing, and then some other things. It’s good; you’ll enjoy it.

Finally: the gang’s all here, with Jere resuming his rightful place beside Joe Gibson and Oswald Hobbes in this veritable pantheon of funnymen. There’s something in the air today, some tang wafting through Coffin Weed Studios – who can say what it is? It’s magical, is all that matters, and it propels the guys to lofty heights as they discuss new music, old jokes, and the strange things Joe’s mom does with an electric toothbrush.

It’s that time again – our distinguished panel of experts break apart the new episode of AMC’s Breaking Bad and get inside the shrapnel to discover real meaning in what can only be described as the most original and best television series of our time.

It’s a slight comedown from the all-time high of last week’s glory, but our new episode offers its own distinctive pleasures: Joe Gibson is out, spending some much-needed quality time with his sister, so show friend Tim Horna steps in, rolls up his sleeves, and immediately pronounces Bryan Cranston “a horrible TV actor.” Oswald and Jere fire back, but can they defeat Tim Horna in time? Spoiler alert: they do, and the conversation moves on to Donnie Darko. We also rap about Pitchfork, Jere’s trip to Chicago, and the Odd Future think piece jokes that simply won’t die. What else could it be, but Audio Assault? Were it anything else, it wouldn’t smell like this. Pull up your pants and lean back, fuckers! It’s a new dance I just made up.

In this episode of Audio Assault, Jere and Oswald destroy the universe and rebuild it in their own image simply by meeting face-to-face for the first time. It brightens up the Coffin Weed Studio considerably, but the real shocker is Dr. Joe Gibson’s shocking return to form. Suddenly loose and wild, he shocks the system. Nothing much is discussed besides Netflix and Lou Reed, but then again – isn’t that everything?

Dr. Joe Gibson is back from “vacay” in the latest episode of Audio Assault. The guys discuss the music they’ve been jamming on lately and then engage in yet another spirited debate about online trolling practices. Then Joe tells a story about sushi. Will you luagh or will you cry? The choice is up to you.

Cameron McBride makes his landmark second appearance on Audio Assault, raising the bar and also the roof. The guys talk prostates, poop, Lady Gaga, and art that makes them say “fuck you” to people who just don’t get it. Some have called this episode “risible,” and we agree – provided that means we’ve risen to the challenge of being the greatest fucking podcast on the planet.

Contrary to what you see on Assault, we still have time to lovingly peruse our old music collections. With that in mind, Jere has fired up his iPod, set it to “random album” and reviewed the first three things that pop up. We call is Assault Shrapnel Reviews, where nothing is off-limits and you don’t know what’ll hit you!)

Assault.it’s reliably intrepid chief music critic wastes no time mourning the loss of Lala and jumps right into bed with Rhapsody.

Chicago alt-punk legends the Blacks break their ten year silence with an awesome new digital EP.