You are listening to The SYNCAST. Hello my beloved, I'm Art Trudeau, the host of Golden Era Greats here on The SYNCAST. I hate to start the show off on a sad note, but I think it's necessary under the circumstances. I'd like all of you loyal listeners to lift up Max One in your prayers.
My longtime friend and business associate encountered a fair amount of physical damage last week during The SYNCAST. I really don't want to go into the gory details. Nobody needs that picture in their mind's eye. And for those of you who heard the show, you've probably already created a picture in your mind's eye based on a combination of your ability to hear and the use of your imagination.
We wanted to do something special today, so we are having Shane make the track selection for this episode of The SYNCAST. First up, we've got Pandemonium featuring Pigeon John and Red Clouds, off of Blue Garities, It's Cold Out Here. Followed by Songs They Sang from Red Clouds, Hawthorne's Most Wanted. Hello everybody, who gives my name sometimes with the label that I'm repping I claim.
So actions speak louder, when my words speak louder. My life tripped on me when I got the soul power. I've seen a few things here, there and in between. I had the good and the bad, hear it all on my streams.
I wonder what it means when these things bring the themes to the front of the scene, even if my life it cleans. I'm feeling so smashed, I'll prove that I'm the best. Dab like a master watching you manifest. A natural pressure, pressure blessing what is to be found.
Pushing the glasses and needs to have the sound that the vibrant variations of the constellations. I'll be makes the destination, but I know which one to visit. Pandemonium, I'm holding them down. And even in the code I'm still turning frowns into smiles.
Because no matter where I'm at, my soul is still free from Minneapolis to LA. I know you're feeling me. Let's take a stand in the pandemonium. Belly over one day, here comes another one.
Try to maintain in the rain and in the sun. Till it's all standing double overcome from the dungeon. Up to the kingdom from the sunrise. The setting of the sun, no matter what situation or its outcome.
We will stand strong in the pandemonium. Pandemonium. Hello everybody, do you get my name? Sometimes it's the label that I reppin' I claim.
So actions speak louder, when my words speak louder. My life tripped on me when I got the soul power. I've seen a few things here, there and in between. I had the good and the bad, hear it all on my streams.
I wonder what it means when these things bring the themes to the front of the scene. Even if my life it cleans. I'm feeling so smashed, I'll prove that I'm the best. Dab like a master watching you manifest.
A natural pressure, pressure blessing what is to be found. Pushing the glasses and needs to have the sound that the vibrant variations of the constellations. I'll be makes the destination, but I know which one to visit. Pandemonium, I'm holding them down.
And even in the code I'm still turning frowns into smiles. Because no matter where I'm at, my soul is still free from Minneapolis to LA. I know you're feeling me. Let's take a stand in the pandemonium.
Belly over one day, here comes another one. Try to maintain in the rain and in the sun. Till it's all standing double overcome from the dungeon. Up to the kingdom from the sunrise.
The setting of the sun, no matter what situation or its outcome. We will stand strong in the pandemonium. Pandemonium. You're listening to The Sincast.
Aw yeah. Let's go to The Sincast voice mailing box and listen to some requests, dedications, and shoutouts. First unheard message. I'd like to request Shane's Angel Baby for my little angel Shane.
Next message. Hi Art, would you play that song Angel Baby? Thanks, you're the best. Bye.
Next message. I'd like to request Shane's Angel Baby for my little angel Shane Baby. Next message. Hello.
Next message. I'd like to request Shane's Angel Baby for my little angel Shane. Next message. Art, I just want you to know that we got your back, Ese.
We're on our way right now down to the studio, Holmes. We actually took off during last week's show. We're coming from Greenly, Colorado. The show Max won, What Happens When You Cross Art Trudeau.
It's taking a while to get there, but we're coming right now in a second. Un momento, por favor. Watch for us. A bunch of vatos on lowrider bicycles.
We don't know exactly where the studio is. Somewhere in California, I think. We got you covered, Carnal. End of messages.
Wow, I strongly urge you to turn around. Ladies and gentlemen, we're back on a solemn sin cast where Max One is in the ICU fighting with every fiber of his being for his right to live. I really don't want to bring attention to it, as I believe I am actually indirectly responsible for his condition. So, to avoid drawing attention to the Max One ordeal, I've got Shane Newville handpicking our songs for today's show, minus the requester too.
Which takes us to where we are now. Shane? Okay, now we got Time Has Come from Hawthorne's Most Wanted, followed by Broken Jaw featuring Braille from Traveling Circus. Say what?
Hey, if you could come keep me company, homie, it's going and popping. In complete harmony, only for wild dog targets. Come on. Yo, you ought to come to your senses and the next hit and back.
Come back and you're asking for immaculate rap. Dragon of rap, a random freaking panic attack. My cloaking bag is so whack, it cracks me up to react. It's come husking, nonchalantly enough.
You ain't compatible to battle me at the drop of a dime. I'm gonna find out if I have the life that's the crown. Cry out to the Father of life. Come home alone to the song that sounded Saturday.
Come sing the jingle, the single to be that as it be. People by the masses keep that constant noise sense. Out of the ordinary like an ostrich on blitz. Come run amok in the murky muddy water.
Welcome to the monster truck, slowly on the model. A modern old metal automobile from the ghetto. We keep it real from the ceiling and cheering wheel to the pedal. Come rest in this present day battle.
Oh, you know, come fashion for the hungry and the willing pole. So it is told to the globe, young and neo will profit. Some men with no soul, yo, low and behold. Why don't you come to the river where there is understanding?
Come and see the master's plan and with those who advise that you see. You can see it so clearly, it's he. Why don't you come to the river where there is understanding? Come and see the master's plan and with those who advise that you see.
You can see it so clearly, it's he. Come, come please come inside. It's all right, it's all night, it's open like night. Oh, can I write a link?
Can I rap a scene? Delighted to leave me empty. I'm a rhythm, it's like I'm little fiddle. Down and level little reason.
You told me, live a little, patient in the middle. Where I'm at, cool. Baby, I'm a beam. I have him a buck up.
We Irish on my. Let's just add a kind of on my skin on the side. I'm a flyer to find the 16. I shall be my little guys.
I'll break it. I'm lining up the kingdom of the sunset. This setting of the sun. No matter what situation or its outcome.
We will stand strong in the pandemonium. Pandemonium. You're listening to the sin cast. I'm back to average.
Rap door in the top. It's committed spitting. You've been with the broken torso. See the world through my eyes.
Won't believe what I saw. To extreme 50B. Unedited and raw. We seen it control.
There's nothing to what it is done. Some people speak peace. Some people pack gun. Teach is taught.
Problems drone on chalkboard. Shorty outlined in chalk shot by a four core Magnum. And it's all about the cash. That's why you don't think twice before they blast them.
Innocent bystander. Smile for the camera. No slash. Like other kids smashed by the hammer.
Before it's been ever got nailed to the cross. That's why techs would apply. Music for a lost generation. That's why it's made with dedication and passion.
Till the death of me. Because it's my destiny. Times are desperate. We can't hold back.
We must strike. Keep on the attack. Doesn't matter what we say or get out the gate. Without conviction.
All these verses are fading. On and on and on. We get this thing. Even with the broken song.
Times are desperate. Times running out. Where we won't be choking. When you're running out loud.
Loud. Ready to die. I'm ready to take off. And I'm ready to fly.
I'm ready to cry out to the highest of high. I'm ready for that pain to inflict. But I won't flinch. I'm made of pipe.
My lip is fluid. Empty the clip into my head or my hips. Into the sky. Split.
I will worship the floor. I will walk the floor. Never know war until the dirty soil. And over my head I will suffer.
Forget about it. Not if it is embedded in my skeleton. The penitentress. No eating and snubbing.
Here it's been. You tune in to Syncast. I'm having a lot of trouble with this episode. I don't want that to have an impact on you listeners, though.
Except maybe, possibly, those of you who came down last week in response to my plea for aid. I understand that you were doing what you believed I requested, and it really would be in your best interest to come forward. I believe law enforcement will go easier on all of us if you cooperate. If you haven't already entered the Hawthorne's most wanted giveaway, this is it, your last chance.
Get your submissions in before business starts Monday morning. Shane, you're about to listen to War Party from Red Cloud's Traveling Circus, followed by Battle of Little Bighorn, featuring all the Def Shepherd compatriots. Hey yo, so that guy's got a couple raps, heavy police candy apple bag. Rappers rapping like a multi-track.
I'm taking it back, that was a breaking ball. That one a tumbleweed until it tilts it up. High in the train, it's been with the madness in a second. Hitting a couple mentally select, yo, I'm with the next.
Stupid but let it gasoline, tight bit, yes, I bought a slip that'll Wolverine hand. I never fancied a biographer, but I will take it bottom up. I'm Apple policy with that sentiment. I was a sentimental calling, calling it quits on the promise that I got hold of it all until it's orderer finally done.
But I was finally alive, lived to survive, and I'm having the time of my life tonight. You tune in to Sincast. Whoa! I'm having a lot of trouble with this episode.
I don't want that to have an impact on you listeners, though. Except maybe, possibly, those of you who came down last week in response to my plea for aid. I understand that you were doing what you believed I requested, and it really would be in your best interest to come forward. I believe law enforcement will go easier on all of us if you cooperate.
If you haven't already entered the Hawthorne's Most Wanted giveaway, this is it, your last chance. Get your submissions in before business starts Monday morning. Shane? You're about to listen to War Party from Red Cloud's Traveling Circus, followed by Battle of Little Bighorn, featuring all the Def Shepherd compatriots.
Hey yo, so that guy's got a couple raps, heavy police candy apple bag. Rappers rapping like a multi-track. I'm taking it back, that was a breaking ball. That one a tumbleweed until it tilts it up.
High in the train, it's been with the madness in a second. Hitting a couple mentally select, yo, I'm with the next. Stupid but let it gasoline, tight bit, yes, I bought a slip that'll Wolverine hand. I never fancied a biographer, but I will take it bottom up.
I'm Apple policy with that sentiment. I was a sentimental calling, calling it quits on the promise that I got hold of it all until it's orderer finally done. But I was finally alive, lived to survive, and I'm having the time of my life tonight. War Party.
What is it good for? Nothing. I will make it to the summer. Get the week.
So I think it's over. What I was saying is that I. You tune in to the Syncast. Let's go back to the Syncast voicemailing box because I believe I'm simply too frazzled right now to deal with the living person by way of telephone technology.
First unheard message. I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little angel Shane. Next message. First of all, I'd like to request They Make a Dedication, follow by Shadow.
Show you right. Next message. Oh, I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane. Next message.
I'm Michael. It's in Michaels. Marketing my marketing. Go no Marco Lito.
Me gusta Marco Polo, Marky Mark. Immort con Mindy. Vamos a la playa. Next message.
I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane. Next message. First of all, I'd like to request They Make a Dedication, follow by Shadow. Show you right.
Next message. Oh, I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane. Next message. I'm Michael.
It's in Michaels. Marketing my marketing. Go no Marco Lito. Me gusta Marco Polo, Marky Mark.
Immort con Mindy. Vamos a la playa. Next message. I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane.
Next message. What's up, Art? This is Maddie Hall from Whittier. I know you know me already.
I call you like every day, but I'm just right here. I'm bored, you know, working at the spot meet and stuff. And you know my man grumpy. I just want to tell him that, you know, it's only 78 more days and we're getting married.
And he's mine. As soon as he gets out, I'm gonna be right there, right next to the gray house, standing there waiting for him. And I'm gonna be a bride and I ain't gonna hide. Nothing's gonna stop me, all right?
So grumpy, I wanna dedicate to you Angel Baby. End of message. Shane, why don't you go ahead and do something nice for Marisol in Whittier and play Angel Baby by Sam and Kristen Hart. Seems like that's the least that can be done, considering I may have put Max one in his grave.
Again, it was indirectly. I'll let the dino turret covered in chocolate. It's Angel Baby. Please never leave me blue and alone.
If you ever go, I'm sure you'll come back home. Because I love you. I love you. I do.
Angel Baby. My angel baby. It's tough like heaven being with you dear. I could never stay away without you near.
Because I love you. I love you. I do. Angel Baby.
My angel baby. Woohoo. I love you. Woohoo.
I do. No one could love you. Like I do. Woohoo.
Woohoo. Woohoo. Woohoo. Please never leave me blue and alone.
If you ever go, I'm sure you'll come back home. Because I love you. I love you. I do.
Angel Baby. My angel baby. It's tough like heaven being with you dear. I could never stay away without you near.
Because I love you. I love you. I do. Angel Baby.
My angel baby. Woohoo. I love you. Woohoo.
I do. No one could love you. Like I do. Woohoo.
Woohoo. Woohoo. Woohoo. Woohoo.
That is probably all there is for this episode of the Syncast. I'd really like to remind you about shouting, dedicating, and requesting in no particular order by calling 619-312-4586. Hey, we're in the middle of a session. Go away.
Ah, fine. This is the Lemon Grove Police Department. We have reason to believe that Archado is in the building. We have a search warrant.
You can see it if you look through the window. We are prepared to use force if you do not cooperate. I'm cooperating. He's right in that room over there.
You stay put. Art, this is the Lemon Grove Police Department. We're coming in. Please put your hands where we can see them.
For now, farewell to you listeners. Looks like the authorities are here to pick me up. I'm Art Trudeau, and I'm right here. I was expecting your arrival and will not put up a fistfight as you have expected me to, despite your expectations, as you expected me.
I am prepared to face the consequences of my actions. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney and to have an attorney present during any questioning.
If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you at government expense. All right, buddy people, that's it for this episode of the Syncast. I hope you enjoyed all this junk and shit, and I hope you liked the music selection. I only picked a few of them.
All of them. I apologize for all the confusion. You guys take care now. You are listening to the Syncast.
Let's go back to the Syncast voice mailing box, because I believe I'm simply too frazzled right now to deal with the living person by way of telephone technology. First unheard message. I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little angel Shane. Next message.
First of all, I'd like to request They Make a Dedication, followed by Shadow. Show you right. Next message. Oh, I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane.
Next message. Oh, I'm Michael. It's in Michaels. Marking my marketing.
Cono Marco Lito. Me gusta Marco Polo, Marky Mark, Immort con Mindy. Vamos a la playa. Next message.
I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane. Next message. First of all, I'd like to request They Make a Dedication, followed by Shadow. Show you right.
Next message. Oh, I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane. Next message. I'm Michael.
It's in Michaels. Marking my marketing. Cono Marco Lito. Me gusta Marco Polo, Marky Mark, Immort con Mindy.
Vamos a la playa. Next message. I'd like to request Angel Baby for my little baby Shane. Next message.
What's up, Art? This is Maddie Hall from Whittier. I know you know me already. I call you like every day, but I'm just right here.
I'm bored, you know, working at the spot meeting and stuff. You know my man Grumpy. I just want to tell him that, you know, it's only I don't know how girls talk. You have like two girls at home and a wife.
How? Not sure with your nose plugged. It's hard to do a high-pitched. Go be the baby and just do it.
Yo! All I ever wanted was a chance, because all I ever needed was romance. And it thanks to win your heart. Finally, a candy.
Aw, candy coated in poop. That's so stupid. Poop coated candies. Dog job is dripping in chocolate candy.
Aw man, Easter turds. Candies. Poop candies. I'm going to save Art.
I'm going to feed him onions, and he'll get better while Art's... Oh wait, Steve, I mean. I mean, the next one's going to be saved in jail, in the hospital. I'm going to save Art.
I'm going to feed him onions, and he'll get better while Art's... Oh wait, Steve, I mean. I mean, the next one's going to be saved in jail, in the hospital. And take it care.
Oh yeah, and sorry for all the tomfoolery, shenanigans, and downright fusion. Hi Art, would you play that song, Angel Baby? Thanks, you're the best. Bye.
What? Angel Baby! Angel Baby. Why didn't you say Angel Baby?
You know, I didn't know what to say. Oh, I told you. I said, have your wife call in and request Angel Baby for you. Can you say something like that?
I don't know how you say it. And I come back to you all happy. Take it away, Officer Nipples. Take it away, Officer John Picante.
Take it away, Officer. Take me away, Officer. Take me away, Officer John Horne. And Lieutenant Perfektich, Lieutenant Infector.
Lieutenant Pazowski. Feel free to handcuff me, Sergeant Kelly. Captain Sarah, Lieutenant Cindy. That's stupid.
Why would we say names? Fresh.