Deep in the billy bayous and backwoods of Cooper Creek, where electrified interdimensional orbs drift menacingly, gator pelicans with three foot bills and five inch fangs hover in the imagination somewhere between dream and nightmare, and the Do Do bird has evolved through a brilliant and mysterious process of uncanny natural selection, there lies a little known radio show broadcasting from the center of a mystical ley line of magnificent magnanimous munificence, housed within old boards of cedar...
Deep in the billy bayous and backwoods of Cooper Creek, where electrified interdimensional orbs drift menacingly, gator pelicans with three foot bills and five inch fangs hover in the imagination somewhere between dream and nightmare, and the Do Do bird has evolved through a brilliant and mysterious process of uncanny natural selection, there lies a little known radio show broadcasting from the center of a mystical ley line of magnificent magnanimous munificence, housed within old boards of cedar and lying atop great holy shards of quartz crystal, silver, and galena, blue skies and blessed rain showering down from on high, the roots of its origins lost in the mists of recent antiquity and the chaos of a most unusual spring. All that can be told is that all is known from root to leaf tip as everything begins to grow and show forth its true power. Sauron shifts from gigantic monstrous horror movie werewolf to colossal moon obscuring vampire as he's cast out by the power of true love and elven song. The time has come. All will be well. Shine forth and explore the new world, it belongs to us all, and all will be One, inevitably, for the dawn of a new age is always upon us, every day, with every breath, forever, for so long as we live..... Death is with us always in life, as life in death. Fear not the endings and beginnings of these forms and changes, for they are the heart of a sacred existence. Take a journey to a frozen crypt under an icy pyramid on a quest to win the heart of a moon goddess. Buy the ticket, take the ride. Strap in, hang on, and the gems and rainbows will find you. No need to worry or go looking, it's all here. You've tuned in to WKJLBCCJED1 'Pirate Radio' in Cooper Creek. Welcome and thanks for coming out^^ I'm aware that 3 hours is a ludicrous length for a podcast, but this one's special. It's 6 weeks of jam condensed into 3 hours of pure nuts. Also my first podcast in 8 years. High protein listening. 'Up the Lake Boys' proudly madly presenting. J Lindsay Buff on electric guitar, vocals, select percussion, and words, The Duff on acoustic guitar, vocals, life saving salad greens, stretches of imagination and poetic astronomy, Eyn Covidhawk banging things, banjo, piejoe, dog squeaky, bells, whistles, trombone, Tibetan throat singing, the Dao, kazoo, ranting, grunting, growls, and things that go bump in the night^^ Thanks to guests Tyson, Loren, and Gerald for contributing and giving us further excuse to keep on making noise. All at safe social distances, of course. Enjoy. Next ed. will likely be a lot shorter and far more sane, so enjoy this while it's hot off the web press.....OR whenever you like. It's a journey and a destination all in one. Beauty. More to come but not quite like this..... Cheers^^
Round 1 can be found over here:
https://soundcloud.com/jason-lindsay-buffalo/wkjlbccjed1pirateradioincoopercreek
Or press play below for round 2.
Good Luck and GODSPEED!!
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