156 The LEFT Show – The Mighty Brackets

156 The LEFT Show – The Mighty Brackets

Oct 28, 2013

Oh, The LEFT Show’s like a red, red rose that’s newly sprung in June; The LEFT Show’s like a melody, that’s sweetly play’d in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie listeners, so deep in love am I: And I will love you still, my listeners...
155 The LEFT Show – Ladylike Giggling

155 The LEFT Show – Ladylike Giggling

Oct 21, 2013

It’s a podcast, with a man named JM, who is hanging out with 2 guys in a room. Three of them had things to say, ’bout some news stuff, and other things as well. There is Forrest, and Robert Easton, they’re the others in the studio for this show. They...
154 The LEFT Show – The GOPpers Are Just Awful

154 The LEFT Show – The GOPpers Are Just Awful

Oct 14, 2013

Honestly, I don’t know what to write today. This show got all weird and serious, then goofy, then silly, then back to serious. It was all over the place, as, frankly, most of our best shows are. I don’t know if this is one of those, but, it had good flow,...
153 The LEFT Show – Furlough No Furlough

153 The LEFT Show – Furlough No Furlough

Oct 7, 2013

Some of The LEFT Show gang are on furlough this week so we dragged Alex Cragun to step even though he never mentions us on that other AM thing he does sometimes. JM Bell and Forrest Shaw are with you again for the last week of antique laptop session. I bought a bunch...
153 The LEFT Show – Furlough No Furlough

152 The LEFT Show – Tape Deck Days

Sep 30, 2013

Using the not-quite-modern equivalent of a pair of antique tape decks, I have, a great cost of time and effort, managed to piece together a show that sounds almost, kinda like the real thing. Good lord it took for-freaking-ever to edit. Seriously. J.M. Bell, Forrest...
No Shows This Week – The LEFT Show

No Shows This Week – The LEFT Show

Sep 23, 2013

Here’s the thing, my lovely pals, I think that The LEFT Show and Hold 322 are, in their own special way, kind of important, of only to take your mind off the bigger problems of the world by swearing at them. Sunday was my daughter’s birthday, the day that...