Kaleb makes plans, gets an unexpected phone call, and goes to the dentist. James goes to the FA Cup. Louie falls asleep at an afterparty and meets a woman who isn't what she seems.

James sings, Kaleb swings. Trains are discussed. Flannery O'Connor is discussed. And, always and forever, modernity comes first.

Wow, my batting average for doing a legitimate episode description in the Podomatic days was horrible. I guess I just figured putting on an amazing podcast was enough.

Anyway, we definitely talked about Sam Phillips in this episode.

Kaleb almost goes to jail again. James discovers obscure American singer Jimmie Rodgers. Both hosts make fun of Ricky Gervais, the atheist actor. Sam has difficulty connecting with Diane.

Great. Another episode where I was so burned out that I didn't do a synopsis. I think this was the episode where I explained the mission behind the photo/caption project I did with quartzcity.

Here was the project. It's dormant now, but it's good stuff.

Sleazy motel reviews and talk about John Jeremiah Sullivan's piece on mysterious blueswoman Geechie Wiley.

Big Jim Murphy tries to orchestrate the murder of one Kaleb Horton, in the year of our Lord 2017.

Again I failed on this episode's original publication. No idea what was in this one. Good title though. Swear I'll come back to it, teacher. I'll take the C+ and it'll be fine. I've been having trouble at home, teacher. I got a hard life, see.

Damn. Another episode where I didn't listen to playback and tried to "clever" my way out of it, like a kid who blew a homework assignment and wrote "grading is actually bad for a child's development." I'll come back to this. Maybe. Look, it's another hour of show from us. I don't really think it matters. It can't matter.