Mixtape 342 • Eyeball
They Might Be Giants have been fulfilling their titular potential for over 40 years now.
They Might Be Giants have been fulfilling their titular potential for over 40 years now.

Another cold night, but things are kept warm by Dry Cleaning’s icy indifference. I had a good before-show chat with Dr. Feelgood, where we discussed the many roles taken by esteemed character actor Stephen Root. What do you know, the next day he was gracing our screen in some made-for-streaming dud. I think I forgot my hat at the station.
Raw, stinging, and pungent like a freshly-cut onion, The Bobby Lees quickly peel away their layers to share their tender, pearl-white hearts.

The catamarine knifed silently upstream, its passage discernible only as a faint twin wake on the surface of the river. Up ahead, the sonar array was already picking up the turbulence from the Mbocaruzú falls, the staccato warning pings slicing neatly between the Mozambique big-band swing being piped into the earpieces. In their individual pods, the cartographer and the miner reviewed their maps, surveys, and orders. Up ahead, behind the rushing down-flow of the water and completely out of sight, a set of steel doors silently opened and awaited the pair’s arrival.

It was a jam-packed evening, and we even got to fit in a request for Mission of Burma for Generoso and Lily, listening over the satcom from their armored zeppelin thrumming over the Iowa cornfields. Also: the world needs more Franklin Bruno.