So to be completely fair (and you'll notice this straightaway), there's an elephant in the room in this episode. We ran into a weird situation - Mark actually left his usual recording array at home accidentally, and we decided to soldier on rather than go home and get it.
So to be completely fair (and you'll notice this straightaway), there's an elephant in the room in this episode. We ran into a weird situation - Mark actually left his usual recording array at home accidentally, and we decided to soldier on rather than go home and get it.
The result is a sort of weird "conference call" quality to the broadcast (a fact that we lampoon for probably too long here), but we're in lemonade out of lemons territory, and we were eager to have some fun talking about the band at hand, in this case, The Libertines, whose very sound seems to celebrate a certain level of sonic disaster on the regular.
We're joined by our music writer friend Chad who steps in for Shane this go round, and Ryan makes him re-canvass his story the launch of the White Stripes UK hype machine, and how that started with a music missive from The D. There's lots of talk about what pub bands sound like and how many teeth Shane McGowan has these days, but mostly we shake up the snow globe that is The Libertines a bit and see what settles out. And we learn what Up The Bracket means.
We're back to sounding like our selves (for better or worse) next week, but you can argue that we've been been more lo-fi than here, talking about trouble and wrecked hotel rooms. Press your ear to the keyhole and see what all the racket's about.