"Let’s do a podcast, fellas."
- John Lennon, The Beatles
That’s the email signature of my friend Ben (@Bursaar) and it always makes me smile.
For the past few months I’ve been involved in a podcast called Show and Prove (I had no choice in the name) which was founded by guys I know exclusively through Twitter.
And because of the podcast I got to know people a lot better, which is strange as I’m in Ireland, they’re in London.
The people that I know in London, in England in fact made me care about it, about them. It’s like a storage area for people I see every so often who make me laugh but who I see almost every day on the internet.
London is where I met them, where we recorded my favourite podcast episode other than this which is 4. Because it was a few of us, sitting in the corridor of the IOE building and chatting. After that recording, Daniel (@DanielNothing) lead me to make a small wee in my pants through laughing at him and Shem (@each1teach1) got to learn that ‘piss yourself laughing’ isn’t just a fun expression.
So, when the riots in London happened, these guys are amongst the people I contacted to make sure they were ok (the story about the knife in the podcast is true) and I watched as a city which held good memories for me was in chaos.
And I suggested that we do a podcast about it. Which may seem odd as I’m the only person who lives outside of the UK on it. And honestly, don’t think ‘Oh if you love London so much why don’t you just marry it!?’ because that’s just silly, it’s a huge city I could never afford a ring that big.
This podcast, called episode 8.5 is very much a labour of love. It’s the only podcast so far to be entirely scripted, which takes a lot of work. It illustrated the ability of a bunch of people from a social networking site to provide their writing and their voices to something, which is amazing.
I wrote collaboratively on sketches with Shem using simplenote, that way we could see what the other had written, which is a very cool thing to do. Shem is good to work with, a talented writer, probably the person on the podcast I bicker with most but also the guy who puts it all together. The level of production has jumped massively since the first podcast to this one and that’s completely down to him.
In fact we talked about that this morning.
Shem: I passed out whilst mastering and woke up at 3:30 am wrapped in mic
cables, usb cords and tablets.
Me: I did not read that as mastering first.
Shem: Well I can’t do the other thing to the point of passing out and
wouldn’t dare soil my iPad like that.
Also this is the first podcast I’m not the only female voice in, Nina @Buxtontheblue, aka my internet wife is in it, and she’s much better on it than I am.
The other voices featured….
@SquidyUK (The poor guy I Skype to test my material on.)
@DanielNothing (master of accents)
….can suck my balls. Just kidding, I don’t have any balls, that’s a weird expression though. Don’t guys like having their balls sucked? But those guys are great and have very listenable voices buckets of talent and they are all quite fuckable too (is that sexual harrassment?).
And also big thanks to @Ratbanjos, @_L_M_C_ and @IamJamesward for allowing us to put voices to their tweets.
And the lovely @OctoberJones for giving us a very appropriate drawing for the episode.
It’s hard to stay on the right tone writing this, I keep making jokes about it. To have the opportunity to do this podcast means a lot to me, to have talented people give up their time, their voices and their writing to this means a lot more. It all comes from a good place, via twitter, via dropbox, via 4 guys sitting in a bedroom in South London.
And the only thing we want is for it to be heard. So listen, if you like it, RT it.
Yes, it’s two weeks since the riots but people still make jokes about Michael Jackson’s death and I didn’t meet any fun people in Michael Jackson.
I’ve something to confess, late at night when you’ve gone to sleep, I open up my laptop and I spend ages on the internet. What I’m looking at, I’m afraid to say, you’ll judge me.
But, this is hard enough already.
Look, fine… late at night, I’m addicted to reading Wikipedia.
Right, I know what you’re thinking ‘That’s not that bad? It’s not porn!’.
No because looking at porn until the early hours that’s normal, people will even say thats what the internet is made for.
Instead I’m looking at random things on Wikipedia.
It always starts the same way, I’ll read a word or see something on TV and I’ll just look up one word. Then it snowballs. The fucking pages link to each other, it’s like a spiral or never ending pointless information which I can’t escape from NOR DO I ACTUALLY RETAIN.
Even if I could retain it, information from Wikipedia commands no respect, I may as well say I read it on a toilet door. I end up lying and saying I read it in a magazine, I can’t say book, book is too obvious and clearly why would I read a book about the comedian Andy Dick’s arrest history. You see! That’s the kind of stuff I look up.
Also, if I start watching a terrible film, I’ll read the entire plot on Wikipedia then decide if I want to watch it or not simply because I must know what happens. As an example of this I started watching the horror Plague Town, which has been generally slated. The Wikipedia plot summary didn’t give me enough information so I ended up watching the whole thing. It was terrible but I had to know what happened. If I was a good person I’d update the plot but I don’t want to be part of it, like being addicted to meth then helping make meth.
Wikipedia gives me access to information which I shouldn’t care about but end up hoovering up with my tired sleepless eyes.
Things I read about.
TV shows I’m vaguely interested in, or have watched one episode of but I want to know what happens for the entire 6 seasons in full knowledge of the fact I’ll never watch it again.
If celebrities I vaguely fancy are married, who are they married to, can I compete?
What’s going on in the Marvel Universe since I stopped collecting the comics in University.
Plots of films I’ve no intention watching.
Plots of books that people keep fucking talking about which I’ve no intention of reading but want to be able to bullshit and pretend I give a fuck about.
Dead musicians and how they died (actually if you want to read about celebrity death Wikipedia is like a bus stop of gossipy but well connected old women).
If a reference is made on a TV show to a crime or a criminal I read about them and the crime and other crimes like I want to find out how much more shitty the world is.
It’s not like I look up useful things I could use in my job or to save lives or change the world, I want to find stupid information as a form of entertainment. Information which unlike porn has never brought me to orgasm, masturbating while reading the episode synopsis of Being Erica takes a tougher person than I.
And now, instead reading Wikipedia right now ( though previous to this I’ve been reading way too much about Harry Potter, not just the books but everything in the books and I don’t even like the books that much). So instead of doing that, I’m writing about Wikipedia, like this is actually going to help my addiction.