The Signal: EP185

The Signal: EP185 – Exactly 45 minutes of music custom suited to dancing with appliances (or other common household dancing companions.) How do you feel about Scottish melancholy post-rock? And some Belarusian post-punk (also kinda sad sounding)? We’ve got that, plus retro-80s jams, pop music, 60s R&B, cumbia, bass music, retro-space age electronica, Turkish pop and even some classic industrial. We’re all over the map, baby!

Download by clicking on the link (or image) above. The file is available only for a limited time. If you’re interested in the tracklist, it’s in the mp3 itself, in the id3 tags. If you’d like to receive an email every time a new mix is posted, uh… ask me, I guess. I’m maintaining a mailing list by hand, like a yokel.

WE LOVE TO HEAR FROM YOU!


Hello, friend! Thank you for taking advantage of our introductory offer of [dragged back to the nest to feed the queen]. According to our records, you [were reduced to component parts, some stored, some consumed immediately]. We hope this met with your standards!

pick one: [happy face] [neutral face] [unhappy face]

oh hey you found some treasure (1d10)

1. A really nice skeleton foot
2. A really nice skull
3. A really nice set of ribs
4. Wait, this is a human body
5. Whose body is this
6. A really nice hand
7. Different hand
8. Just a real ass human bone set, are we doing a crime just looking?
9. Let’s pretend we didn’t find anything
10. C’mon, dude, don’t put that in your pocket, duuuuude

The Signal: EP184

The Signal: EP184 – Exactly 45 minutes of tunes to put a spring in your step and a healthy curve in your spine. Join us this time out for sounds from around the world! We’ve got gnawa beats from Malawi, cumbia from Peru, coco from Brazil, groovin’ jazz from Djibouti and much more!

Download by clicking on the link (or image) above. The file is available only for a limited time. If you’re interested in the tracklist, it’s in the mp3 itself, in the id3 tags. If you’d like to receive an email every time a new mix is posted, uh… ask me, I guess. I’m maintaining a mailing list by hand, like a yokel.

earlier every year

The three ghosts that visited me over Christmas are still here.

Now they’re holding boxes of candy. They’re dropping Valentine’s cards and roses in every room while I sleep, moaning about how I need to change my ways.

I have to live here, spirits, please.

a sense of urgency

Our great ship has frozen into the ice, which itself slowly circles this cursed bay where the sun can barely life itself above the horizon.

At night, the ice moans and cracks, pressing in, attempting to crush the hull.

But we’ve got a 5x match for those who donate now and your name will be carved into the prow as part of our Donators of Note if you click below.

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Don’t Believe These ADHD “Facts” on TikTok

  1. There is not a magic fish that grants wishes only to those with ADHD. That fish will grant wishes to anyone who catches it.
  2. The magic fish doesn’t do ironic wish-granting. To the best of its ability, it will grant your request.
  3. The magic fish doesn’t really comprehend human language and will decide what you have wished based on “vibes.”
  4. Yes, you still get the wish, even if you put the fish back. Or don’t fish at all. Sorry. Good luck.

only so many shopping days left

Alone for the holidays? Did you know you can carve a face in a potato, or an apple, and just like that, you’ve ruined a potato, or an apple?

Still got some last minute holiday shopping to do? Did you know that the bottom of any lake can hold more secrets than you can possibly contain inside of you?

Give the gift of screaming into a lake this holiday season!

Follow Follow Follow

oh boy, another #FollowFriday, let’s get you sorted. You should follow:

Sweet Petal, goddess of loam, the flower sprouting out of a skull’s eye, beloved of midwives and farmers. Doing a 2-for-1 on blessings this month for new followers.

“Party” Atoyl, self-proclaimed god of “having fun at the bottom of a pit,” still down at the bottom of the pit we put him in after he attempted to eat the village well. Keep an eye on them.

Kleympt, guardian of lost treasure. Because, you know. Treasure.