A SHOW FOR HARD-CORE FANS ONLY-- this one does not even start until 14:14. Go there and listen to the expression of dreary, energy-draining uncertainty which makes the episode plod dispiritedly along. Bombarded by disco music which was obnoxious even in its day, vibrating through the un-insulated wall, we discover how damaged equipment keeps interrupting throughout the proceedings with blank negation of what's intended. Volume levels tend to be low. The connectors into the submixer were damaged by someone, and the slightest touch on the now-untraceable wiring tends to cut the microphone. A great weariness, exasperation with the entire enterprise-- these can be discerned, but to what end? We did an opening, a recitation, all that we usually present, but it went into the memory hole and DJ Otto/Robo DJ superseded it. Why? Did the preceding show press the dreaded Blue Button that prevents the podcast from going out? Driven by desperation, we pressed the Red button and were (partially) restored. Yet, what's the point? IT'S HARD ENOUGH TO PUT ON AN ENTERTAINING SHOW without this interpolated level of inept, insulting interruption. We were clued by the Chatterbox that nothing was being heard. And there was no indication, until quite late in the podcast, that anyone was hearing anything. This tends to drain energy, this listless not knowing whether it's worth doing... So there is a bit of Show here, with poetry, music and Stan Freberg. About 20 minutes after 1:00 AM we abandon ship. These anomalies should not be laid at our door, we think. To anyone who listened to this one, apologies-- and thanks.