I've been known to not wear pants -- and for all you know, I'm not wearing pants now -- but you don't need to see that. This is why some of us are in radio.
And, as per the norm, the river of sound runs broad and deep. I guess that's one reason why it's called the Big Show. After all, we have more than 30,000 songs to pick from, and the music library grows by the week.
For true.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
The internet is out. Again. So, I'll be brief here on the cell connection.
This week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth takes a musical journey spanning almost a century and covering the gamut of style and content. In other words, not that big a departure from what we do every week.
And, boy, is it good.
For example, the program features . . . nah, I'm not going to tell you. That would just completely remove the mystery from your listening experience.
And, after all, what's the fun if you really and truly know what's coming next? That's our trademark.
Well, the missus informs me the Internet is back on. Bully for Cox, he says sarcastically. Now, I'd better wrap this up before the damn thing goes out. Again.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
Want music? Just dial "M."
Dialing "M" will connect you with 3 Chords & the Truth and all the great music you want . . . . . . and need these days. These days. Boy, that's a loaded phrase, isn't it.
As usual, you won't know what's coming next, but you'll be glad when it hits your speakers. That's kind of the nature of the Big Show.
And that's da name of dat tune.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
'Twas the night before omicron, and all through the house,
Not a body was sleeping, not even the mouse. . . .
That's because who's sleeping these days? On this, our second pandemic Christmas.
Still, the show must go on, and for your listening enjoyment, your Mighty Favog presents the big 3 Chords & the Truth Christmas-music extravaganza -- 2 hours and 42 minutes of as much yuletide cheer as we can muster. Alas.
I would say more, but this year's sponsor for the Big Show blowout doesn't want me to step on the corporate message. And that, I must respect.
So I will take my literary leave -- allowing you to start your holiday listening -- with a simple message: Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night. See you in '22.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Alo-ho-ho-ho-ha.
Are you unpoopular? Do you pop out at parties, Poindexter?
Well, fret not -- 3 Chords & the Truth is here!
It will cure what ails you, because what ails you isn't an ailment.
And while we're doing that on the Big Show this week, we'll also have the merriest, the wildest and the most happenin' holiday selections as part of the winning musical mix. It's another great program, and you're cordially invited to attend.
But not the Alpha Betas. Or the Omegas, for that matter.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
Let's be clear: Despite what you may have been told, no old ladies actually have been harmed by listening to 3 Chords & the Truth.
There may have been a close call or three since 2008, however.
That said, we have another stellar program for you this week on the Big Show. Really. That's no bull. Honestly, it's good.
And we have a surprise for you during the course of the festivities. No, I won't tell you what it is. Then it wouldn't be a surprise for you, now, would it?
I am authorized to reveal that we are officially kicking off the Christmas season on 3 Chords & the Truth this week. That is quite musically tasty, too.
I think that ticks off all the boxes on the ol' checklist, so my promotional work here is done. And, again, no old ladies were harmed -- or institutionalized -- because of this program. Really.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
Well, crap. Now it's not blank anymore, because I just wrote about staring at a blank page on the computer. Which really doesn't merit a "Well, crap," because writing something on the computer screen was the point.
Right?
Of course, while writing this on the previously blank computer screen, I did totally manage not to mention 3 Chords & the Truth once. That's a fail. Then again, I just did mention the Big Show -- twice now in the same paragraph, so that's a win!
Right?
ON THE OTHER HAND, I did not mention any positive attributes of this week's show. Fail. Of which, there are many . . . positive attributes, not fails.
"Mention positive attributes." Check.
"Mention good music from a wide variety of genres." Well, crap.
Oh . . . and we have lots of good music this week, as usual, and it's typically eclectic.
Check. Dodged a bullet there.
Roger that, chief.
And look at that; the page ain't blank no more. Poor grammar notwithstanding.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
I've been writing little descriptions to go with episodes of the Big Show for almost 14 years now.
And I think I'm officially to the homina homina homina stage of 3 Chords & the Truth literary development. Freeform . . . check. Good music . . . check. Eclectic . . . check. Yadda yadda yadda.
So, how about this?
This week, we'll cover Jesus, male prostitution, oral sex, drugs, mothers with the lust to f***, a victim of love, trouble, strange fruit and a banana republic where it snowed yesterday. Sparky, if that doesn't pique your interest, I got nothin'.
And that's all I have to say about that.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
After a scheduled interruption for home-construction chaos and an unscheduled interruption for a sinus infection and panicked making sure it wasn't COVID, the 3 Chords & the Truth whatchamacallit is back.
Naw, I can't remember either. Crap. OK, let's just start here and go from there.
Actually, that's pretty much what we do every week on the Big Show. Umm hmm.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
The latter is a good thing.
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It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
Hanging in there?
Yeah, I know.
Maybe this week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth will help.
Now here's where I tell you about how good the Big Show is this go 'round, but I'm guessing you know that already if you're a regular listener. If you aren't . . . what the hell is wrong with you?
Time to get with the program. Get it? The program! That's a funny, I tell ya'. A joke!
Aw, forget it.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
Just a few things:
Do listen to the Big Show. It's typically good this week.
Don't go around trying to "own" people on the Facebook, not during the show. I see you. You have better things to do -- at least when you should be listening to 3 Chords & the Truth.
Did I mention we have a really good show this week?
It really is a good show this week.
Everything sounds better on reel-to-reel audio tape.
Audio tape is a description; Audiotape was a brand name.
The Big Show is still good. Really.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
I held out some vanishingly small hope last week that this week would be a little better.
Apparently, that was because I'm an idiot.
This week, we had a Category 4 hurricane in Louisiana, deadly monster floods in the Northeast from the former Cat 4 hurricane, the 'rona still running rampant and Texas being Texas -- this time with the most sinister abortion law ever devised by sinister people.
So it's in this continuing world of suck that we trepidatiously emerge from the 3 Chords & the Truth hidey hole to put another episode out there into a world of hurt.
Music -- it's the other Prozac.
And I prescribe a liberal dose of the Big Show as one way of helping yourself to get by the best way you can. I guess that pretty much sums things up and concludes what I have to say at this juncture.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
This one minute of television from Baton Rouge covers a lot of ground.
The clip, from WAFB's hurricane coverage, also hints -- like after Katrina -- at the wrenching decisions about rebuilding or abandonment that will need to be made after Ida, like they had to be made after Katrina . . . and weren't. The Gulf won't stop rising, South Louisiana won't stop sinking, and hurricanes won't stop getting nastier and more frequent.
AND FOR so many of us in so many "homes," the last few years have been an apocalypse -- in the Greek sense of the word. An unveiling.
My new favorite Brit saying is "It's the hope that kills you." (Sorry, Ted Lasso.) Well, these are the times that it's the home that kills you.
My dread is that all my sane, non-MAGA Nebraska family and friends are, in these times, learning a bitter, bitter lesson that I received decades ago in my homeland. Hope often can't fix home. And that just fucking kills you.
It's been an awful, horrible, crappy week in these United States: COVID still raging, blockheads refusing to do anything to slow it down -- not even something as simple as wearing a stupid face mask -- our continuing bug-out from Afghanistan, punctuated by a horrific terrorist attack.
Then there's this monster hurricane getting ready to hit my home state, poor, woebegone Louisiana.
Great week. Not.
THAT LEAVES this episode of 3 Chords & the Truth as the last chance for something to go right during this steaming, stinking pile of week.
I think the Big Show has, but I guess you're the final word on that, aren't you?
We persist, despite everything.
In what's shaping up to be as bad a year as 2020, I suppose that's what counts as a victory. I pray that you're persisting, too.
You do what you can do, and I'm doing what I can do. That's all anyone can ask.
So, I think it's a fine show, and with luck, you will also. So here it is. Enjoy.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
So, when we have anti-masker anti-vaxxers screaming at -- and threatening -- doctors guilty only of wanting these morons not to get sick and die in the middle of a pandemic . . . well, the classic music you'll find on 3 Chords & the Truth matters all the more.
It's like this: We all need a mental and emotional refuge when the stupidity and the tragedy and the suck . . . Just. Will. Not. End. There's only so much people can take, lots are reaching their limit, and you can't live in a world without beauty.
You can't live without hope, either, and hope's shaky right now. So bring on the music. And the Big Show. And a bit of France, too.
Please.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
It's a terrible thing to die of spite.
The virus does not care about your "freedom," which now truly is "just another word for nothing left to lose."
Mad promotional skillz for this episode, right? Trust me, this week's music is a lot better than my state of mind here in Plagueland. Crank it up.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
Well, it was a nice two or three months.
But all temporary reprieves from 'rona hell are just that -- temporary. Especially if you live in a state filled with people who don't do science but do politics. Which leaves you in deep doo.
And it's dark indeed right about now.
So rail against the dying of the light, then put on this episode of 3 Chords & the Truth. I figure we all need that about now.
As usual, it's another good one. Hey! Like some don't do science, we don't do suck.
That is all.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
What would you think of 23 great songs -- all quality songs selected for your listening pleasure -- absolutely free! Well, your fondest desire is our stone-cold command here at 3 Chords & the Truth.
This week, you'll get an insane number of songs for the low, low price of . . . absolutely nothing. And most every week, you'll get 90 minutes for the best listening your money can't buy for that same low, low non-price, downloaded to your digital device or conveniently streamed over the Interwebs.
We here at Favog House call it the Big Show, and it's absolutely yours, absolutely all the time.
Now all you have to do is to click on the link, then download a carefully curated sonic cornucopia, or you can stream effortlessly by using the handy player right here at your fingertips. That's all!
Really, how can you say no to the best bargain in music today? Forget the radio; we have radio done right, right here at 3 Chords & the Truth. And it costs you squat. That, my friend, is a deal that cannot be beaten.
Ever.
Are you ready for some entertainment? Some real mind-expanding stuff?
We knew that you were. And you have to send in absolutely nothing to get what's yours. It's yours for a simple click.
Right here, right now.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
And then you think, "Jesus, the abyss is so much nearer than we'd like to believe."
And then you have to do another edition of 3 Chords & the Truth that night. I had figured the theme, such as it is, of the show would be all about "real." Little did I know.
So, this edition of the Big Show is a strange agglomeration of "real" -- really real -- and fake it till you make it. You have to do what you do. One foot in front of the other and all that rot.
So there you go. Fittingly, it's pouring rain right now. How "real" of it.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
