We don't call the studios of 3 Chords & the Truth the Apocalypse Bunker for nothing, pally.
This week finds the 'rona raging more than ever, the president of the United States rage-retweeting a post from a satirical website, thinking it's real, and these Disunited States of America as disunited as ever with an election coming up in November. Stock up on the toilet paper and canned goods now, folks. It's gonna be a rough ride.
In other words, send lawyers, guns and music -- the shit has hit the fan. I kid. I think.
AS USUAL, we have a great playlist of music here in Omaha, by God, Nebraska, and there is the usual compliment of twists, turns and eclecticism scattered through it for your ears' listening pleasure. There's a reason it's called the Big Show, and this is it. Not many places feature this diverse a selection of music, and even fewer are on the radio . . . and probably not anywhere near you.
But here on the Internet, here we are.
Bet you're glad you shelled out for that broadband connection, aren't you? Actually what you'll find here is worth the long, long download even if all you have is dial-up. Is that still a thing?
The show is freeform. It's also a twist on freeform programming.
It's . . . the Warm Sound. Or something.
AND JUST about now, I'm flashing back to high school all those decades ago and wondering whether I've hit 500 words yet. And, no, I'm not going to count them.
So, in conclusion ("in conclusion" gets me two more free words), I'll just say the following:
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
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