1. Shonky - Numbers
2. Barem - Looks
3. Inxec - Chalk and Cheese
4. Robag Wruhme - Paap Tonikk
5. Stephan Bodzin & Marc Romboy - Hydra
6. Sebo K - Horizons (Exercise One's Sleepless In San Juan Mix)
7. Justin Maxwell - Stegosaurus
8. Feldah & Koba - Is Klar (Pan Pot Mix)
9. Thomas Schumacher - Is Not
10. Phonique - What I Fake (Sleeper Thief Mix)
11. Florian Meindi - Beat Spyder
12. DJ Emerson - Ring My Bell
13. Shonky - Solar
14. Ink & Needle - Four
15. Sarah Goldfarb - Where Is Didier Lambing
16. Alexi Delano & Xpansul - Bubble In A Vacuum
17. Luc Ringeisen - Bells (Lee Van Dowsky Mix)
18. DJ Sossa - Rossobarbera
19. Exercise One - Flight Cancelled
20. Zentex - Pimioe (Gui Boratto Mix)
21. EQT - The Game (Monoroom Additional Mix)
Podcast Summary
Acid Ambient Bang Boom Bounce Crunchy Deep DJ Doom Drop Dub Electro Electronic Elektro Full House Minimal Mix Modular Ping Pong Pound Pulse Raunchy Reverb Sizzle Synthetic Techno Throb Tink Tweak
Living on a peninsula on a peninsula, on the west coast of the east coast, south of the south...
I'm not very good at this so i'll defer to the great Hugh Gallagher...
"I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.
I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.
Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets. I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.
I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.
I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby-Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.
I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four-course meals using only a Mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.
