Mediadropping is a pathological habit of mine. My old Resonance show, ‘The Exciting Hellebore Shew’, documented many mediadroppings in detail (or tapedroppings as I referred to them back then, as cassette was the weapon of choice). Special ‘music’ was consigned to cassette or CD-R and scattered hither and thither. Over time, an instrumentarium was built up specifically geared toward sonically shocking unsuspecting mediadropping recipients.

Mediadropping may be seen as a physical analogue of the ‘crapflooding’ and ‘trolling’ phenomena of the internet age, but this is a debatable comparison to be treated in a later posting here. In the meantime, tune in to catch ‘The Philosophy of Mediadropping’ and hear Luscombe’s voice fed through a sawn-off trolley and a garage door. Feel the cassette-grot erode your tolerance threshold.

Oil fat is mixed with Nivea Visage Q10 plus (the world’s favourite anti-wrinkle cream) bubbling wildly, then fed into EM coils which induce an electrified shopping basket to resonate and tease out standing waves within the grille to dispense their periodicity and sonic cum. This eventually caves in to a rather disorientating tale of one agoraphobe’s mental preparations to hurl a bit of toilet roll into a record store (full of socially adept twats).

Lovely soothing stuff, and especially encouraging if you’re a gentle person in a horrid testosteroney world (BTW, I implore you to bathe in oestrogenised sequins with purple daffodils) coming to terms with steel, glass, concrete, etc.

• Phone Chr*s Or Die Trying
• Mama was a Shapeshifter – Denny Clavicon
• Summer Holiday – The Upset Bunch
• Reality Often Blurs (I HATE LIFE)

• JJ and his Substrates – Submarining
• Magazine reviews
• It Seems So Right, It’s Wro-ho-ong – The Effeminate Xylophonists
• Sludgemunchkin – Sludgemunchkin
• Heimlich Manoeuvrability – Cindy’s Workout Tapes (No. 14)
• Untitled Lament for a departed celebrity

• Sam Jones – Hero
• An enthused reading of a poem entitled ‘Onion’ ends in… yes, you’ve guessed it: tears. Literally, in fact, as our host has an accident of the wet, lukewarm and gold variety.
• Ron, Pamela and Betty in conjunction with the Whetstone Amateur Melodramatic Society – Neighbourhood Watchdogs
• The joy of looking in bins
• Dean – How Do You Make Money?
• How Do You Make Money (instrumental ‘Employee of the Month’ remix)

I have it on good authority that in spite of the embarrassing proclamations herein, his parents are still proud of him; mainly because of the anti-realtime time disruption facilitator thingybob, a difficult thing to build indeed.

Tracks proceed thusly:

• Peter Grudzein – Candy Arse Lover
• Followed by a short acoustical investigation.
• The Jazz Punishment Directive – Dance like a Victim
• Felicity’s Bean – Heavy Metal
• Followed by an amusing anecdote
• Admiral Messyface and his Bumchugging Jizz Quartet – Shropshire Examiner
• A haiku couplet.
• Abu Quitar-Martyr and the Funk Radicals – There She Goes (Fatwa)

• A depressing into.
• I really want to die
• To die on a Sunny Day

My Odeo Channel (odeo/62bb4b42de868b71)

• A stalker observes the female object of his lust in a university library leading to conflict and self loathing. An unprovoked attack against the girl’s boyfriend lead to an escalation of violence.

• An untitled melody that sounds like it was performed on guitar and bicycle spokes.

• An untitled track that features moaning and buzzy-sounding percussion.

• A hypnotic yet distressing electronic melody.

• Introduction, the sounds of a CD
• Women
• Insult Experiment

Our host’s head is suspended beneath a deadly contraption comprising a brick which will drop the instant a modified phone rings. Perhaps the most suspenseful episode of Epistaxis ever broadcast. Once again, Professor Finkelton proves that he is willing to die for your un-tertainment.