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Raw impressions. Episode number 20. Dear Diary. Well, we were inspired to start maybe a little mini series within our show, Raw Impressions, at Occasionally We Do Episodes, about, called Dear Diary.
And the Deep Wound episodes, which you just listened to and thoroughly enjoyed. Well, those episodes actually got us going up to the attic. I had shared the Deep Wound songs in the lyrics that I wrote, which were so hardcore and volatile. We were reminded that we had found some old journals of Adele's years ago, where she had written these really funny hate poems.
Like really hateful poems. I think in high school, like, fuck you. And they were great. I was like, God, that's what we're like.
So we were going to juxtapose. I did it again. Jux to pizzelles. You've been to juxtapose.
I got the best pizza in Raven. I love that pizza. They're not afraid to put green olives on pizza. Where was I?
Oh, yes. We were going to try to find those poems. So I was going to sing the Deep Wound songs and then she was going to recite her hate poetry. And we were going to speak of youth angst and anger.
Yeah, because you were in Deep Wound in high school. And so we were reminded of my crazy hate poems, which were pretty hilarious. Fine. And we couldn't find them yet.
Sorry, we can't find them. They're still, well, actually, I don't know if they're still lurking around the house because now I can't remember if I put them through the paper shredder or not. It's possible. What kind of mood would you have had to been in to shred those pieces, those genius?
Genius hate poems. Well, I have just bins and bins and bins of journals, dear diaries and so many. And a couple years ago, I went through them and had kind of a reaction to them, I would say. A little tweaked, a little triggered.
Journals can be intense and it can seem kind of cute. Like, hey, let's just find these old things and go searching for them. And we did this yesterday because we did find quite a few things. And they can really bring you back to the very real moment.
And you know, you sort of, the past is gauzy and even though we were, we remember that we might have been unhappy, we don't remember the real brutal details, but the journal does. The journal kind of sets the tone and the time that we had lived through and kind of brings you back to that spot in a pretty real way. During this time of me going through my bins and bins of journals, and this was again, few years ago, and this happened, I had made a decision to destroy like 90% of them, I think, because the truth is there was, it was not quality. Okay, it wasn't like I was going to be leaving behind some really interesting life story for Izzy, where she could read it when she's older and go like, oh, and then in fifth grade, mom bought some really cool wet and wild eyeshadow and got her ears pierced and went to Signal Hills malls and watched Mystic Pizza.
That's what I wish my journals had said. Because if they had said that, that journal would be still sitting here. It would be on your lap right now. Instead, it just said a lot of nonsense and sad things, just like me repeating things over and over again, like, I'm so sad or this.
And that was very hard for me to read. And I didn't want Izzy to just think my whole life was depression and just sadness because obviously there's so much more to it than that. But when I was a little person growing up, I kind of was single-minded. And so anyway, I shredded a lot of journals.
There are some left. Some remain. You do have one on your lap right now. I have two with me today.
Yeah, one of them is actually from, and this is kind of amazing because you know what? I actually, I'm holding in my hands. It's a composition book, the classic composition book, which I don't know about other people, but this one was maybe my favorite type of diureta right in the black cover where it says composition book. And I just like the way the paper felt and everything.
I like them quite a bit because you could find them everywhere. How uniform it was and how they all kind of felt the same. And they had a good lap feel. They do.
You're writing an event, let's say. They feel really good. They're not too heavy, not too small. I remember this one now, the outside.
I remember this. But the words inside are surprising to me. Oh, no, I'm sorry. This is actually not, okay, I take it back.
It's my last year of junior high. So it's eighth grade into my first year of high school. So it's a transition journal. Like in the course of that journal, you go from eighth grade.
I go from eighth grade middle school into high school. Correct, yeah. Big change. It's a big change.
Yeah. What can you share from that? Oh, okay. So you're wondering if I could read a little bit from it, right?
Yeah. Okay, listen to this. This is where Adele is real dark. Okay.
Dear diary, December 14th, 1990, Friday. I will say this. My handwriting was super cute. Mm-hmm.
My cursive, which people don't even do anymore. The dieingard. Dear diary, life sucks. I have no life.
I'm always so bored and never have anything to do. A regular couch potato. Very, very pathetic. A really stupid thing is that my very good old friend is now good friends with this girl, Beep, who I found first.
I have no idea. Wait, I have no idea how they became friends. It had to be me in some weird way. You see, I was good friends with Beep when I met Beep.
I liked Beep a lot and secretly thought she was just too cool for me. I guess I talked to Beep and Beep and vice versa. And now they are best friends. It's so dumb.
I swear. It's like they aren't even my friends anymore. But I can barely get a high out of either of them makes me depressed. So that's just a little snippet.
Oh, that was a great reading. Thank you. I thought I would protect the names for privacy. I think you should have just left them in there personally.
I think it's funnier with the Beep was pretty funny. They're not listening. But I do have a poem I wrote. I could also do one more thing real quick here before I pass the dear diary baton to you to share some of your things.
I was, oh, where are you going? I want to make sure my things are working. Yeah, is it? Okay.
So the red line is the pink line is advancing. We're recording. Okay, so this is great. And I loved finding this poem because I remembered one of my favorite candies.
I wrote a poem for it. Fuck yeah. Yeah, I love that. Okay, so here you go.
You ready? No. Oh my God, I love it. It's so fucking dramatic.
You're going to die. Okay, this is about a candy. All right. A lemon drop.
Oh, so yellow. So small, yet it stings. Stings, dah, dah, dah. My gentle tongue.
Now I'm sore. Heal yourself with yet another lemon drop. Taste the bitter lemon sweetness. Dah, dah, dah.
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Right. No, lemon drops. I'm going to tell you. You know how you were like, I love lemon drops.
You were talking about DeepBund and you said that you never really had, you were never really that interested in me as a teenager. But then as I was revealing the DeepBund stuff, you were realizing that I was this little being with an inner life. And you were asking me questions about it. And I really don't want to get to that person.
Yeah, that revealed so much. Now I'm like, oh my God. I feel like I feel... Do you want to get to know me now too when I was a little?
It's kind of the same thing. That is a really good poem. Aww. I love that poem.
Lemon Drop. How better lemon drops though, right? They're really good. Yeah.
Can I tell you how I would eat the lemon drop before I pass the time? They could remember on your tongue though. You were absolutely right. Yup.
I'll put a blister on your tongue. You know what happened with the lemon drop? Is it literally destroyed my interior mouth? I mean, it was just shredded.
But I could not... I couldn't stop myself. So I will tell you about how it's so good. Come on, baby, make it hurt so good.
Sometimes love don't feel like it should make it hurt so good. Alright, so I would put the lemon drop in my mouth and then I would kind of soak it with my spit, be moving it around. And then I would... Yellow light, lady.
I would do this thing of working my way around the lemon drop with my teeth where I would work inside. Like, you know, this is all my secret world and my mouth happening. You wouldn't know I was doing this. Because I have manners, you know.
I'm not going to be like, anyway, I would be working on the outer coating because there's a shell and there's a hard ball in the center, like a hard candy in the center. And there's a candy coated shell that sort of almost like hovers above it. And so you can like peel it off and you eat the tangy, lemony shell and it reveals a hard center. Sir, where are you going to pick up your diary?
I went, I have a big box of journals that I wrote when I was, I don't know, between the ages of 25 and 45, you know. So I thought what I would do is just go up and randomly grab one from this box. This is, this must have been a dream that I had. And this journal is from the time period that I did the movie Laurel Canyon with my band, The New Full Completion, with the Modern Rusk.
So we were driving out to Will Rogers Beach in LA, just north of Santa Monica, which was a base camp for the movie and then we would move, we were filming scenes in a house in Pacific Palisade, I believe Pacific Palisade. Anyway, this is a dream that I had at that time. I really hope I can get through this without laughing. What you did, just now, was astounding.
You're reading, was beautiful and you maintained, I'm hoping to do the same because I feel, boy, you really got me worked up. You can do it. Okay. Car Wash Sauna took hours.
Laurel Canyon on stage. Hello stage directors upset Alessandro. Quote, behind his name, she sealed the rhyme. Unquote.
Movie people used Car Wash Sauna too. Took so long we were late for the shoot. There was Kay, the van was unseen an hour later. A gigantic ribbon machine for the birthday girl.
She was pushy and she was mean. The picture could choose to have it heared on the shoulder strap of the red ribbon. Activated with a huge slot machine lever. She picks a flag motif and Car Wash Sauna Maitre de exclaims with glee.
Good choice. We are late and it becomes increasingly unclear whether we are even wanted here or there. On the set of this strange Hollywood car wash Sauna, the Laurel Canyon people are evasive. Lisa included.
I remember a snide comment on my bass tone from a crew member. The Maitre de keeps speaking about the incredible recuperative beauty benefits of the Car Wash Sauna. The Sauna part remains unseen, though I flash to a pseudo-promotional film. The Sauna is above the car wash and the chemically infused steam and waxy vapors, though seemingly dangerous, are great for your Hollywood skin.
Oh, that's fantastic. Hollywood car wash Sauna. Hollywood car wash Sauna by Lou Barlow. That is a weird dream.
So this is another dream that Lou wrote down, same journal. It kind of flows like a poem. So this one kind of seems to have a title. Okay.
Which is kind of cool. James Gandolfini's vagina. Once again James Gandolfini's vagina. And possibly hot.
James Gandolfini's vagina. Lucille Ball has a washed out color hour long cop drama. In one scene Gandolfini is engaged in sober cop speak with an individual who resembles Max from heart to heart. The next scene he is in bed watching TV in a very slouchy repose.
Naked with a rather large shaved prosthetic vagina. The next scene Lucille Ball is taking a bubble bath. She's joined by another woman and they begin soaping each other. And the prelude to a clumsy lesbian sexy.
I am watching, laughing in disbelief. Mickey Petralia is listening and re-listening to the shins, tweaking the EQ. Lying the sound with some lighted box and exclaiming, this band is great. Driving up the right hand coast of California to a familiar destination north.
Usually arrived at from the inland route. I remark, it's swampy down here like Florida. It smells awful too says Russ. We make it to the hotel where I find Abby drinking vodka and orange juice.
As I had been earlier, watching cable, watching cable. A video show with a stream of indie rock videos. I really wanted to see. One is boss hog with Christina playing guitar.
One shot. The guitar with a knitted bikini top falling off her shoulder revealing a breast. I say she looks like a witch. Abby says she's beautiful.
There's so much meat in that I feel like someone could just, that's almost like a whole modern art exhibit just that journal entry in itself. If someone tried to like recreate paintings or something based off of that dream. Can I tell you something? I was considering burning that entire box of journals.
Oh yeah. But now, watching now folks. Reading James Gandalfian's vagina. James Gandalfian's vagina.
That's amazing. He had a big prosthetic vagina. I might really want to consider a book of poems. If you're a publisher, come to me.
Oh, well, hey, Lemon Drops available too. Just to sell my own shtick there. Add Lemon Drop and James Gandalfian's prosthetic vagina dream. Actually, yeah.
We're in business. The Barlow Family General Books. Maybe we'll print our own book and put it in the Barlow Family General Store. The Barlow Family General Store.
We're using the waiting items. There could be so much more poetry waiting for the uncovered. That could just literally be a book of poetry you're holding. The entire thing.
There's some other kids in here. You know, like when you go to a museum and they have like a book of someone's poetry, like underneath a glass case and you can only see like one little page of it. This could be yours. Your masterpiece.
My masterpiece. Red light. Well, you know, we actually, that was fun. That was super fun.
We got to do that. I think we're ending on a good spot because I'm hungry. I have to go. I'm going to make myself a turkey sandwich.
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No, I'm thinking about having a sub. I'm saying when you say substack. Lues like on there going through old songs from this podcast and putting them up there, which is really cool, and writing more about the stories behind them. I think you know what I think I might do as I might do my poetry and then do like sound collages behind it.
That would be great. See you guys. Like your poem actually. Yes.
We could. We should do that. You should do your poem. Okay.
Your lemon drop poem and then I can make some like nice, nice sounds. Maybe we could make a video for Lemon Drop. Okay. Well guys, well, anyway, join substack.
It's so fun. We're happy to have you there. And oh, so anyway, maybe I'll do step by step my turkey sandwich. So until then, dear diary, we love you.
You're looking at me. You're looking at me. You're looking at me. We made eye contact while I was going to talk.
I am looking at you. I'm still looking at you. Are you just you're abandoning the outro? I don't know.
Do it again. I'm distracted by the fact that Lou, everyone has a bun on the top of his head right now. I will take a picture of this. It's so funny.
I told Izzy that I could give her a bun because she's like, no, mommy gives me my buns. And I said, I can make a good bun. And she said, I don't believe you. Make one on your for yourself.
So I did. I made and she was like, no way. This is the bun you made. This is my bun.
All right, guys, I'm going to take a picture and you guys can all vote. What do you think about this bun? Oh, Izzy's here. I don't like the bun at all.
Thanks, Izzy. She got her two cents in. All right, sing us out, Daddy. Give me all your impressions.
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