Hey, this is late again, but things happen when you’re doing two episodes in one week! Better late than never!

Let’s do this!

1. “Baby Bird” – Whores: This week’s guest is Christian Lembach, and Whores is his band. This blistering track is the lead-off track on the ‘Clean’ record, and captures the vulnerability and duplicity of self-destruction, and considering the content of the interview, I find it especially interesting.
2. “Baby Teeth” – Whores: Y’know, sometimes when you’re on dope your teeth fall out. This song is rough, but incredibly cathartic.
3. “Playing Poor” – Whores: What’s the opposite of “easy listening”? This is the opposite of “easy listening.”
4. “Wires” – Red Fang: Christian mentioned touring with Red Fang. I love Red Fang. This song is by Red Fang. They rule.
5. “Kubbbi” – Triple X Snaxxx: The analog synth gods of Chapel Hill bring you more bleep bloop goodness. I love this band. You should listen to more synth rock/kraut rock.
6. “We Can’t Have Nice Things” – Kelly Hogan: From Kelly’s solo album from a few years ago. Her luminous, bell-like voice makes this song a stroke of tragic genius. She’s the best,
7. “Pint of Wine” – LORDS: Another brilliant band who flared up like a Roman Candle and then vanished before most of the world even noticed. LORDS are, I guess, my favorite band, honestly. They’re just so good. They will be on a lot of these playlists.
8. “Over Jordan” – Papa M: David Pajo is a survivor. This is the solo project of the former Slint member. Meditative, thoughtful, mournful, gorgeous. Hoping to get him on the show before the end of the year.
9. “Noplace I” – Aidan Baker, Simon Goff, Thor Harris: The mighty Thor Harris’ improvisational project with Aidan Baker and Simon Goff. This is an improvisational band of multi-instrumentalists that met and recorded this album in three hours in Berlin.
10. “Had/Have” – The Pauses: No, wait, THIS is my favorite band. This is the heartbreaker off their most recent album, ‘Unbuilding.” It captures so much of that sad, still feeling of a breakup, when your heart fills with rainwater and gravel.