That's nice that they put this, so as not to accuse anybody without proof, but legally, if it happened 20-some years ago, the statute of limitations has long since passed, has it not?

That was a station that was probably done by a British intelligence service. Search for the Conet project for samples. They are all downloadable. When I was on long solo road trips, I'd listen to them. Great for going down I-5 at 2 a.m.

Ah here it is: http://www.reddit.com/r/IAm…

Maybe somebody with a better memory than I can chime in, but I believe there was a Reddit thread that indicated that the person in the video was autistic and related to the actual pirate, like his brother or something.

Numbers stations are interesting, and I believe avclub did a thing about them. They were something like chemtrails, but they actually happened. Hearing the Lincolnshire Poacher with that phase shifter shortwave reception always creeps me out.

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My favorite bit on that show was an interview with Yasser Arafat, but the audio was done on a phone line, so Yasser had to hold a telephone handset and have a regular phone call for the audio. NNTN had the questions done by a whiny, wheedling mother, but used Yasser's real responses. The whole bit was him getting…

That story is kind of sad though, the more you know about it.

Wearing an eye shade and sleeve garters would be a bonus.

"Take my hatesong - please!"

This is why think Keith Ferguson from the Fabulous Thunderbirds is the best rock bassist. Just a big huge steamer trunk of steady bass. And to paraphrase him, the only time you notice him is when he's not there.

I'm sure that Ray Conniff, Mitch Miller, and the Kingston Trio were given that tag 50 years ago. Herb Alpert too.

It's kind of lazy too. I believe it to mean bland, easy jazz/rock that is palatable to a wider audience than most jazz. It's like a concert you go to where people tell you to sit down. Stadium jazz might be close.

Interesting take. I feel that, no matter how obscure, hate transcends popularity. That Cotton-Eyed Joe Hatesong was the worst one I've read. It was like if Roger Ebert was writing a review for a bad movie, but had 9/10 of his sensibilities surgically removed. It was shouty and had all the balance of a YouTube comment.…

This made me laugh out loud, making people at work uncomfortable. Good start to the day over here on the West Coast!

The guy from Ween is a prima donna? I can't believe it.

I had a cop tell me one time "I have to profile, if I didn't I'd be dead!" I don't think he was talking about bald people. Do you check off something on a job application, asking you for your follicle status? I don't think it's quite the same thing.

I thought this picture was his brother Charlie, he's really starting to look like him in his older age.

Well thanks for the…good thoughts.

Yes sir. Yes sir. Er, no sir.