Well, here we are at episode 100, and I couldn’t have done it without your support! I truly, truly appreciate it. This week I tell a story about another wild L2V road show, but one that lacks the fun and games you’ve come to expect. It’s about what you do sometimes on the path to your dream that isn’t glamorous, or sexy, or even necessarily fun at all, but it’s this and hundreds of other small, similar instances that help propel you to where you’re going even though you may not realize it at the time. Also, Pentacles and the Devil are in the cards for me this week.
I know we all learned to never take candy from strangers, but what about taking strangers to get candy? This week I tell a story about yet another dumb decision I made that could have killed me yet somehow I come away unscathed to fight another day!
I always wanted a van with a wizard airbrushed on the side of it, and one day I achieved one half of that dream. This is the story of said van’s first voyage, and the magic required to get Letters to Voltron to the gig. Also, kings of love lay out a path in this week’s reading.
This week I delve back into my days as a mischievous youth hell-bent on not being convincing myself I wasn’t a giant pussy, and what better way to prove that than with some good old fashion vandalism. I might have jumped the gun at being a super villain though, because leaving my calling card was not the best move. Plus, this week’s reading has us dive into our subconscious while drinking out of cups!
We can’t all be sportsman, right? This week I give some background into the recording of a classic Letters to Voltron record as well as learning when not to hang out in the pool with your band mate.
This week I talk about being signed to an Independent Label with the band I was playing in several years ago. It didn’t turn out to be the experience of our dreams, and it left the band in pieces, but the knowledge gained proves to be invaluable.
I love horror, but when I was a kid it scared the bejezzus out of me! I was afraid of anything the least bit related to monsters or evil, and now I can't get enough of the stuff. Love that evil! Anyway, I started thinking about the origins of this fear and tried to figure it all out in this week's story. Hail Satan!