Song not classed as demented but just out of ordinary teeming, topic or lyrics? 

Jan and Dean, Beach Boys, Rolling Stones, etc. Songs that make you scratch your head saying these songs dont fit their normal stuff.

yakety yak, charlie brown, fun goofy songs to out of the ordinary.

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Stavro Arrgolus:

This was meant to be a show where the older dementoids [like me] among us heard things from their earlier years - but not things that Dr. Demento played. It would be a show where you, the listener, had to decide whether what was heard was actually dementia or not. The "Is It Dementia" concept went down rather well 10 years ago. The idea was to see if the whole genre still existed - or had the monster of wokeness destroyed it completely.

Do you still wish to hear such a show?

This was meant to be a show where the older dementoids [like me] among us heard things from their earlier years - but not things that Dr. Demento played. It would be a show where you, the listener, had to decide whether what was heard was actually dementia or not. The "Is It Dementia" concept went down rather well 10 years ago. The idea was to see if the whole genre still existed - or had the monster of wokeness destroyed it completely.

Do you still wish to hear such a show?

Bugger all.

It seems I DON'T have the mp3s or the script for this particular show, but I DO have those things for past H'ween/Xmas shows not made. It's a bitch and a half, I can tell you. I can't make those at this time of year - not unless I want to tack this onto the endings of other shows I never finished...but the season approaches when they will fit in just fine.

What to do...maybe make something entirely new or add to the incomplete 'offensiveness' show (MMS-232).

Today, Dave put out a show that I programmed for him & wrote the script for, much in the way I did for Wayne between 2010 & 2012. It turned out to be far easier than I remember it to be, and I think I had just created a mental block about making shows. This is likely why I wasn't making them.

Well, that & my microphone was crap and it was fouling all the recordings I was making. In the upcoming month, I'm going to attempt to sort that out & make the first show exclusively by me in ages. Since the elements are all in place, I just have to get off my ass & record it. That's the hard bit. Actually, I have to sit down on my ass & record it, but we quibble over minute details.

I know I say this all the time, but next month, maybe a new show...maybe.

The site functions are mostly ok.

And I found the mp3 folder for this particular show...but not the script. I would have had to change it all around anyway because it was probably loaded with topical references to 'the coof' and would have bummed everyone out. A rewrite is in order. Now I just have to find that microphone...

The site is functional again, so now I can get around to making this. Maybe...possibly.

I need to check the rest of the site's functions first, but this show is on again.

The segment titles are a nod to the gods of chop-socky subtitles -

Seg. 1: Damn You, Stink Man!

Seg. 2: Take My Advice Or I'll Spank You Without Pants!

This playlist wrote itself. Just put the songs on the old cassette on the spreadsheet. Now comes the hard bit.

These shows bog down & never get made because of the combination of script assembly and actually writing the spiel itself. This last bit is tricky. What makes this show unique is the presentation: the attitude + the delivery + the pop culture influence. And the silly noises; we can't forget the silly noises.

Ok, so my 70s haven't been good to me & I'm having a needless amount of trouble assembling a relatively clean show about "things that go in and out of you." This was so much easier 8 years ago. Oh, wait...

In May of 2013, I restarted TMMS with a mixtape themed show. It went over well as I recall. Maybe I've been trying too hard with all these themes. START AGAIN.

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At the end of the 1980s, pop music lay in ruins. The horrors of disco had come to an end, punk and New Wave had arrived and we were well on our way to burying every last one of the Bee Gees (yes, I know, but YOU didn't have to listen to that deathless Saturday Night Fever album on the radio over & over & over again for 3 years), but then I looked away for a moment in 1985 and it happened.

KISS had washed off their makeup and everybody else put it on. It was hair metal! HAIR F*CKING METAL! ZZ Top and Motorhead vanished mysteriously and everyone with a guitar who didn't look like a deranged Eleanor Roosevelt suddenly thought they could RAP?! And it was at this moment of abject horror that my local radio station cancelled Dr. Demento. It was a truly godawful time, people.

Dr. D came back to me at the end of 1988, but my interest in pop music never did. And during the dark times of rap and/or androgyny, I made dementia mixtapes. Guess what this show's about, go on...

Pretty sure Uncle's intentions are suspect here.

The show's about "things that go in and out of you"? Yeah, right. I'll bet the old man's cooking up a horrid, deviant show about buttsecks, BJs and huge, self-lubricating battery powered sex toys.

And if it's not that, he'll make it about how much weight everyone's gained during the plague year and how many metric tons of food have gone "in and out" of you since the pandemic began.  He lost 20 pounds last year since he spent the whole time here in Europe with us and he's way too sanctimonious about it. 

Either way, I'm staying out of this new show. Even if it's SFW.

No, I didn't even have the energy last year to make one measly podcast for Xmas.

It's now 3 months later and I can have another go at a new podcast or possibly a Mad Music Moment - I haven't decided - but not for a holiday in a year best forgotten. It's more sensible to make a new show & use this old thread for it to help keep track of the show numbers.

The concept is simple enough. People put all kinds of horrid garbage into their heads that the crooked food companies con them into buying and then they have the nerve to wonder why they're constipated or farting blood or some other damn thing. Poison in, poison out. It's common sense.

This show puts forth the sensible notion that all that horrible high fructose corn syrup you eat is far better outside your body than in it. It doesn't matter how you excrete it. It can be a good dump in the morning if you're lucky enough to be regular, or it could be a noisy blast of diarrhea that starts out as a fart...but it's not a fart. And you find out the hard way. Not only did you blast a hole in your underwear, but you end up wondering if you're ever going to be able to wear those pants again.

Ok, that all sounds a bit too dramatic, doesn't it? This show will be about things going in and coming out of you...in no particular order. Food, sweat, farts, poo, pee...and maybe one or two things that go in that...aren't exactly food - winkwink nudgenudge saynomore. It's going to be that kind of show.

Just don't hold your breath for it. It could arrive next week or just before Halloween. If even then.

There's no way in hell I can manage a whole 2 hour Xmas show at this point; I barely made one segment for MMS-223. It's time to devise a more practical solution.

The podcast will be hosted by me and not some undead character. It may or may not be SFW. I'd rather have it nasty, but CC content is often squeaky clean - so no promises.