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If You're Bored, and You Have a Camera

Take pictures on a regular day in your life. No weekend excursions. Just bring your camera to work or school, and if it's okay, just snap pictures. Snap pictures at the dinner table. Then post them on Facebook, or email them to madcuddlez@gmail.com. I'd like to see what everyone's day is like. I'm definitely doing this on Monday.

Correspondence Cast Episode 11: An 80's Dogbath with The Skweeze

We continue the 80's conversation, and I just stuff this episode with people. I got Poozle, the sister Clare, the husband Omega, and a little Brooklyn CJooks to season on top. It sounds a little crowded at times, so I apologize. We go over comments from our Facebook friends. We got so many that I had to read them all because I appreciate all of the input. We love our fans. After all that though, we end up Googling porn stars, and then it gets really bad after that. Podcast nights always end like that, but hopefully you're into that so thanks for listening! You can subscribe to the show in the iTunes music store, and you can email us with questions, and comments at madcuddlez@gmail.com. Tell a friend yo!  

Tracks in this episode: Prince - "I Could Never Take the Place of Your Man"

Zapp and Roger - "Doo Wa Ditty" 

Hall and Oates - "I Can't Go For That" 

Cyndi Lauper - "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" 

The Police - "Don't Stand So Close To Me" 

Freezepop - "Jem"

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Correspondence Cast Episode 10: 20th Century Hangover

"If memory serves me right..." I was channeling the original chairman of Iron Chef. You know, the guy who was actually Japanese, not his Filipino nephew on Iron Chef America. Anyway, I was inspired by an amazing 80's themed party to do a show about the 80's. The idea got so big that it had to be broken up into two shows. In this episode, I interview a new member of the Correspondence crew. Reppin' the Illadelph, it's my new internet friend Mopey. You'll get his lovely take on the decade, plus a little wackiness in-between, as usual. If you like the show, please subscribe in the iTunes music store, check out the blog at runningcorrespondence.blogspot.com, and you can now email the show at madcuddlez@gmail.com. Spread the word! All 40 of you.

Tracks in this episode:

Misfits "Hybrid Moments"
Huey Lewis and the News "If This is It"
The Promise Ring "Living Around"
The Keys "I Don't Wanna Cry"
Michael Jackson "Off the Wall"

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The Correspondence Cast EMAIL ADDRESS

We have an email address, where you can email comments, and questions about the show. So listeners, let us know you're listening by dropping us a line at madcuddlez@gmail.com. Episode 10 is gonna drop soon, so look for that joint.

the dumbest girl i ever touched

the dumbest girl i ever touched
felt like velvet and smelled like
what a perfect sunday morning
can only wish to smell like.

she was exotic, despised narcotics
but indulged me as much as i
wished to patronize her and her words
and her dress that was inches too short.

and when i slept in her bed
she would hold me so tight
she never got the chance to
feel me like i felt us climax.

and when she would wash the dishes
i would read her shelley and i would
sing her t-pain and she would hum along
when she moved onto ironing my pants.

to her i was a pharaoh and to me she was
my countrymen and we both believed
in our hearts we were frauds and tricksters,
constantly trying to remember our own lies.

today the sky is as blue as dorian gray's eyes
and the smell of sunday morning is as faded
as the painting of dorian gray's eyes and my
father's hands are calloused; this is my

inheritance.

she would question her thoughts,
and when i corrected her she would
laugh like a thief getting caught. we
would argue and she was always right.

when i hugged the dumbest girl
who ever touched me, she smartened
up. her grip loosened. her eyes glistened,
she smiled and i'm sure the revelation
felt like childbirth; she felt me for the first time

and
the dumbest boy who ever touched her
had nothing to say.

The Best Feeling I've Had in AH-WH-ile

Messing around with the drum track on "Nude" by Radiohead. Trying to use a compressor to increase the sound floor. I was struggling with trying to get it right, randomly turning knobs, and watching a monitor with no idea what these lines and red jumping balls meant on the screen. Somehow, I got the compressor to open how I wanted, and then I turned it up, and the cymbals sounded like Phil Selway was hitting them right in front of me. It wasn't the perfect use of a compressor. Granted, the track had already been mixed, and turning up the gain created a noticeable amount of tape hiss, but it was just amazing to affect sound to make it sound a little more sweeter. I really think I made the right choice by going back to school to study audio. Su-pa Ge-nius.