Posts Tagged ‘Music’
Audio Assault #72: Stunt Chest
With the future of Audio Assault hanging in the balance, Oswald and Clymer show some respect for the game.
Audio Assault #70: Laser Guillotine
In this episode of Audio Assault, Joe has soap issues and Oswald finds an old friend in the most unexpected of places. Plus ten minutes of aimless movie talk, complete with extended analysis of Cruising.
Audio Assault #65: Days Of Terror
In our latest episode, we broadcast live from a mall. Topics include FYE, beds, Slurpees, cocaine, spiders, and grandmothers.
Audio Assault #63: Mrs. Gibson
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.
Audio Assault #58: The Recreational Swimming Boner
It’s the penultimate episode of Audio Assault’s groundbreaking, majestic, incomparable third season, and we’ve got a doozy: we watch the throne(s), we discuss the finer points of Robocop, and then we take a trip to the water park. Everybody gets a boner. Also: Joe had a missed connection at the library.
Audio Assault #53: Cheese Toes
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.
Audio Assault #36: Prog Folk
Predictions / Theme / What We Did On Show Vacation / “Shell Games” / The People’s Key / Joe & Phoebe / “Paisley Park”
We Used To Wait #1: Intro
Oswald Hobbes stops downloading music. What will happen?
Video: Brandon Flowers – Crossfire
Looks like Vevo is posting mad music videos again and advertising them all over YouTube. This particular advervideo is one that I stumbled across and actually enjoyed. (Who wouldn’t enjoy Charlize Theron killing terrorists with samurai swords and ninja starsin hopes of saving The Killers front man Brandon Flowers!?)
Live: Direct Hit! at Ronny’s in Chicago
40 minutes of rock block at Ronny’s and 38 photos to show for it. Check out pictures of Direct Hit’s last live show in Chicago.
A Very Brief Glimpse Into New Trent Reznor Project
Trent Reznor has a new side project, and it looks like he’s going into the business of destroying angels. Count me in.
Cypress Rise Up Album Giveaway Just for Following @assault!
We’ve been lucky enough to commandeer a copy of Cypress Hill’s new album Rise Up that we’ve decided to give away to one of our Twitter followers!
Listen To The New You Me At Six Album For FREE!
Today, we have a special treat for our readers: you can stream the new You Me At Six album, Hold Me Down, for free, right here. Yes, you heard correctly: it’s free. So click the little mp3-player there and start jamming. And then buy Hold Me Down so you can hear it the way it’s [...]
Where’s Your Precious First Love NOW?! #1: The Offspring
Google’s “Don’t be evil” slogan is a pile of shit
Google’s slogan isn’t just a pile of regular shit, but full on bullshit. (I believe I’m paraphrasing Steve Jobs when I say that.)
Download: Cypress Hill – It Ain’t Nothin’
Cypress Hill have jumped on the bandwagon, and started offering up songs for free! Get it while you can.
The Grammys Will Never Be As Good As The Academy Awards
When it comes to awards shows, I’ll be the first to tell you I don’t mind watching to get inspired, and to watch people be rewarded for all their hard work–but I’ve finally had enough of The Grammys. I tuned in for a portion of this year’s awards and after seeing the selection of nominees for the particular awards that I know most about, (Rock, Heavy Metal, Alternative) I decided I’d never watch The Grammys again.
Deflected!: Great Ways To Insult Your Fans.
Third World Timmy received an email. It made him so angry that he had no choice but to spew 2,000 words of pure vitriol, aiming the spray at record execs, arrogant bands, and inept managers. Put on some safety goggles!









