The Raw SOS Podcast

Mate, you've gotta hear this one — we took shots of Fireball, dug up old van deals, survived near-misses on the M1, and laughed through the weirdest stories from the South Coast to Thailand. It's messy, loud and deadly honest — like catching up with your worst (and best) mates after too many beers. So pull up a chair, crack a cold one, and listen to the chaos: bad driving, dodgy renovations, camping plans, and a whole lot of off-the-cuff bullshit. Proper raw, proper reckless — come for the yarns, stay for the piss breaks.

Hey Legends — buckle up for a rollicking ride. Corin joins us for a chaotic one-man roadshow: skull on the dash, Pacific Highway-bound, tech gremlins, green-screen mishaps and general keg-side mayhem. He’s out traveling the countryside with his channel Amplified Regional, exposing dusty rural music gigs, secret pub stages and tiny-town heroes who keep scenes alive long after the tour buses leave. We dig into pub culture and gigs in the sticks, wild nights in Thrashville, the human cost of the Lismore floods, and the weird, wonderful circuit of country halls and beer gardens. Corin’s living on petrol and punk, part documentarian, part road warrior — switching between heartfelt stories about community bands and laugh-out-loud disasters when the tech just won’t cooperate. It’s filthy, funny and surprisingly sincere — the kind of rambling conversation you’d have over a cold one at the back bar. Stick around: we’ll show you where the music actually lives, celebrate the unsung acts, and even point you to the best beer-garden vinyl to soundtrack your next road trip.

Hey legends- pull up a chair and crack a beer: this episode is pure chaos. We stumble through late-night stories about prawns on the barbie, KFC disasters, robot arms, ridiculous sponsors, mullet nostalgia and all the tangents in between. It’s messy, noisy and absolutely honest — perfect if you’re after a laugh and the kind of unfiltered yarns you only share with true mates. Stick around, you won’t regret it (probably).

All right, mate — welcome back to the madness. Grab a cold one and settle in while we rewatch the shambolic glory of Heat 2: sage smudges, tantric tangents, ghostly cameos, and some seriously questionable beers. This one’s raw, loud, and full of matey banter — exactly like sitting at the pub with your best (and dumbest) friends. Stick around for the punchlines, the gavel, and the beer that somehow steals the show.

Justin is back and we absolutely lose it — fucked-up camera angles, mystery noises, weird beers that taste like smoothies, and one legendary dodgy flatmate who pissed in bottles. Come for the chaos, stay for the laughs (and the sex-swing chat, the UFO sightings, and the piss-grate tales). Pull up a beer, make yourself at home — we're rambling, honest, and delightfully off-script. Hit play and join the mayhem.

Come hang with us in the garage for a messy, hilarious birthday episode — think acupuncture, cupping marks, dodgy internet, and more drunken tangents than you can handle. We chat aliens, prisons, canceled surgeries, and footy comebacks, punctuated by filthy laughs and true-blue Aussie banter. It's like a chat with your loudest mate — bring a beer.

Hey legends—-grab a beer and crash in for this one: Adam and Wes rip into taxes, tech fails, and wild on-the-road chaos. From a podcast website gone pornographic to bulldozers in pubs, busted cars and a rooftop tent gone sideways, it’s noisy, honest and very Australian. Stick around for the banter, the shocks, and a few heartfelt rants—you’ll feel like you’re sitting on the couch with us.

Welcome back — just a chilled bonus episode where we ramble about a wild Back to the Bush fundraiser, four-wheel-drive chaos, and our mate Justin somehow managing to break his arm (and lose his pants). We also touch on hospital updates, YouTube copyright headaches, and the usual filthy banter. Pull up a beer, lean in, and listen like you’re right here with us.

Hey legend— this episode’s a chaotic, honest hour of mates shooting the breeze: cars breaking down, green-screen gags, charity convoys, music memories, and raw talk about ADHD, parenting and life changes. No filter, just real chat and some filthy laughs. Sit back with a beer (or don’t), and enjoy the messy, warm chaos we’re just two blokes trying to make sense of the world while pushing buttons and cracking jokes. Stay raw.

Hey legends we had a special guest Will joined us for laugh. This episode is a glorious trainwreck — false starts, tech meltdowns and a whole lot of laugh‑until‑you‑cry moments. We yak about crazy sky lights, bongaroos, old blows‑up‑at‑the‑pub stories, and the kind of unpolished chat you only get with mates in a shed. So grab a beer, settle in and hit play — it’s messy, honest and stupidly entertaining. We’re right there with you, swapping dumb stories and keeping it real.

Hey legends, pull up a chair — this episode’s a chaotic joyride from bongaroo shenanigans to mullet fundraisers and a maddie weekend on Jervis Bay. We’re swapping tales about bogged 4WDs, bonfires, pulled pork and the worst (best) beer names you’ll ever see. It’s raw, loud and proper Aussie: we run through Patreon plans, old band tracks rescued from dusty laptops, dog dramas, speed‑camera rants and a bit of fighter‑jet daydreaming. Think of it like catching up with your loudest mate after a long weekend. Come for the laughs, stay for the stories — and yeah, we’ll probably make you want to drink a bongaroo or two. See ya in the shed.

Hey legends — we dug up old band recordings, rang up ex-bandmates and laughed about chaotic gigs, smashed PA’s, late-night harbour cruises and the time dad pulled the fuse mid-rehearsal. Expect off-the-cuff banter, a few crude jokes, and raw songs from BarKode, The Guests and Normal Day — basically mates reminiscing about when music and mayhem went hand-in-hand. Stick around for the drum kit saga, a mead-making tip or two, and the kind of stories you only tell after a dozen beers. Cozy up, press play, and enjoy this messy, intimate dive into our musical past.

Legends, jump in — this episode is pure chaos in the best way: Teletubby pub crawls, dusty-miner beer reviews, dodgy cars and a big chat about mental health and Anzac Day. We’re laughing, yelling, and keeping it real — like mates in a shed with a beer. Stick around for the wild stories (and the turbo-chicken facts), some heartfelt support for vets, and way too much barbecue talk — you’ll feel like you were there with us.

Hey Legends — we get straight into the weird and wonderful: sunning your testicles for a testosterone boost (30 seconds to five minutes, some swear no sunscreen needed) and even the claim that a quick bit of sun on your butthole beats hours outside. Then we veer into car chases, rockets, camping and general chaos. It’s filthy, funny and honest — the kind of chat you’d have on the couch with a mate. Try what you’re curious about, then tell us how you feel in the comments — no judgment, just yarns.

Hey Legends — jump into this wild episode where we’re doing mullets for the Black Dog Institute, chasing camper-van dreams, and laughing our way through lost suitcases, Reckless Brewing cans and pub-golf mayhem. Expect raw banter, crickets, stickers, hat heists and a whole lot of local Hunter Valley mischief.   We stitch together rambling call-ins, live-music shoutouts and dumb ways people get arrested, then tack on a proper heart-to-heart with Spillo about men’s mental health. It’s messy, funny and honest — like catching up with your mates at the pub after too many beers.   Tune in for the chaos and stay for the conversations — we drop YouTube vids, Patreon links and a long chat with Spillo that’s worth the listen. Bring a sense of humour, a beer and maybe a spare hat.

Hey mate — this episode's a chaotic, hilarious mess: an apology, booze-soaked birthday antics, kangaroo island tales, a Viking mead night, and plenty of raw, unfiltered banter. Pull up a chair, pour yourself a drink, and enjoy the ride — we’re keeping it real, reckless, and unforgettable.

Hey legends, Adam and the switch bitch Justin went on a stealth rogue late-night Raw SOS episode: no Wes, a couple of meads, and way too many wild theories. From Disney Easter eggs and Popeye conspiracies to UFOs, the Mandela Effect, and even time-travelling Trumps, we toss ideas around like we’re at the pub. It’s unfiltered, silly, a bit spooky, and totally off-the-cuff — so pull up a chair, bring your weirdest stories, and let’s get lost down this rabbit hole together.

What is the problem? This one here looks more legit. It looks like it's sort of blended into the bottle. We're going to start with these ones first. All right, go. Adam's gay. Woo! Welcome to the Raw SOS. Oh, no, sorry. I fucked it up. Woo! Welcome to the Raw SOS podcast, Adam. It's not that fucking art. No, welcome to the... No, I was actually going to say welcome to the Raw Kent's podcast. No, yes. It's Raw Kent. Raw Kent. Let him join us. How are you, brother? I'm good, bro. You actually fucking put me on the spot. Didn't know I was doing a fucking podcast tonight. What were you doing? I thought I was watching the footy with you. It kind of looks like the footy show. I was like, what the fuck's going on? Yeah, well, if we were watching the footy, I wouldn't have invited a fucking Bronco supporter. Come on, mate, don't be like that. Don't be like that. Don't be like that. No, mate. Fucking welcome, man. We finally got you just on your own. Yeah, yeah. Well, you got Wes on your... On the 2P Gaze podcast. Yeah, we got the better brother yet. We haven't got the other fucking waker on there yet. He's always too tired. He's out of drive. He's always too tired. No, he's probably had too many beers. Yeah, no. I must say I am a fuckwit sometimes when I listen back to it. You're a good bloke, bro. I'm so glad we started recording it because you've been a fuckwit all the time. Yeah, no, actually, the thing about, like, yeah, I might be a bit cooked today because I had done night shift last night. I haven't slept. I've had – actually, I lie. I've had an hour and a half sleep since about fucking – about six o'clock yesterday morning. Hey, Justin, can you do me a favor, bro? Can you just grab this guy some tissues? Like, fuck me, dude. I've just got here and you're already whinging. Yeah, no, I just had night shift. And he got that violin. It's not whinging. It's just saying if I'm fucking cooked, it's because I haven't slept for fucking two days. All right, hang on, hang on, hang on. It's the violin World's smallest violin. Every time you guys send me Snapchats All yous are doing is drinking beer Justin and Adam He's worked once What else are you supposed to do? He's worked once in fucking three months And he's already crying About fucking working one shift I plan my So it's really good So what I do is I need to stop drinking for a fucking few days so I'll go and do a night shift. A few minutes. But you start drinking at 7 a.m. when you get home. So what's the point there? No, I actually do crack a beer. Like, is there anyone out there, you know, do night shifts. What's the fucking thing you do when you get back to wind down after work? Crack a fucking beer. Yeah, 7 a.m.? Have you done night shift before? No, but I have seen years and years ago, with the same company but I was doing a different role, For a little bit. And I used to go fix the forklift batteries, all right, out at, oh, what's the name of the place? Out at Flemington Markets. And they work night shift. There's a pub there. Yeah, yeah. It's open from like 7 o'clock and guys are lined up. Oh, yeah. It's early open, I'm like. It's called Paddy's? Paddy's? Paddy's? No. Paddy's Pub. It's Paddy's Pub. And we used to go in the pokey room there on the way home from work just to get a free feed. Yeah. Because they'd have fucking sausage rolls and pies and fucking everything. Here I am rolling up the work and they're already in the pub. And I was like, holy fuck. This is crazy. I was only young and didn't really think of it then. I was like, oh, yeah. They're doing night shift. Fair enough. I mean, Kingswood Pub used to be like that. But that's like that. They're open at six in the morning, aren't they? Yeah. They're not fucking for the work. If you're not there for opening hour, you're fucking, you know, you're missing out. Yeah, you're late. You missed happy hour already. Yes. Justin's here. He's back. Sorry, mate. We've done an episode of that here last week. Where are you? Hey. I'm back. We need to fix the fucking. I'm back. We need to fix the camera on that. No, don't worry about it. He's all right. He's all right. He's back. He's back. We snuck a little cheery episode in last week. But we announced the fucking bongaroo winner. Woo! So, oh, yeah, here he is. Was it me? Oh, no, wrong one. No, well. Yes. So, Dave, you are the bongaroo winner. We were going to give another bongaroo away, but fucking Langham just rocked up. I was like, we had two entries. Hey, you can still give it to me. No, we can give away our one. No, you can get fucked. You've got that for spare parts. No, well, Dave was going to win. I was like, oh, well, these guys need a bongaroo as well. I must say. They got some. So, Dave, you win. Do we have a bit of a footage? Give him a buzz and let him know. Yeah, actually, do you have the footage from him building that bongaroo again? I'd like to see. Yes, I'll pull that up after. Yeah. So he made a yard glass out of a fucking steel tube. Well, it wasn't a yard glass. It was like. Probably half a beer. Yeah, it was half a beer. I was like, come on, at least I drank a full beer. But I do like the effort that he put in to make it. Yeah. He should have used like fucking proper steel tube. Yeah, I reckon full round tube. Yeah. But anyway, he's got himself a bongaroo. Let's give him a ring live. In the meantime, we're going to try the raw size beers. I'm ready. Yeah, I'll try on something. Just stop a second. He's probably not going to answer. It's great for fucking live radio. He doesn't answer justice. Oh, you've reached David. Oh, David. Oh, David. He loses. He loses, mate. I'll leave him a message. He lost by default. Hi, David. Hey, my name's David. David Copperfield, you've won a magic bongaroo. Should we just completely fuck him up? And I'll go, hey, it's Langham here from the Raw Says Podcast. The raw cans The raw cans I'll leave it with me He doesn't answer this time I've got an idea Oh we're going to call him again Yeah call him again You've got an idea That scares me Yeah yeah yeah, Wes has an idea. Yeah, the brain's hurting. That's the noise of his brain. He's not answering. He ain't answering. Well, that means they've lost the competition. Oh, you've reached. Wait, wait, wait, leave a message. So Lange wins. I want to leave a message. Lange wins. He forfeited his prize. That's it. Ring him again. I want to leave a message. That was my point. Well you should have said that I did say that, I said it into my head I was just going to tell him his proctology fucking exams will come back and you're nothing but a cunt Alright we're going to do a beer review Oh are we. How original Is this because you've taken it off our episode? I'm happy I'm pretty happy for Adam actually bought two beers Yeah These are the latest beers from Mountain Culture. So you want to pass me and have a look at what that is? So he bought two beers. We're going to share both of them. You tired ass. Man, it's $48 for fucking four beers. $13 a game or something. Must be good then. Must be fucking good. Just crack it, drink it. What is it? That one is called Spoils of War, right? Spoils of War. That's a Trump. It's a victory drink. Yeah, this is a war drink. Hang on. So this guy's bought two beers, but they're not even the same beers. No. So we're having a mouthful each? Well, he's got cups here. Yeah, we're doing a taste. We're going to taste it, right? Well, let's do one beer at a time then, yeah? Yeah, yeah, one beer at a time, yeah. So what do you want to do? Spoils of War? We might as well do the war beer. I thought that was Trump's victory. Yeah, that's weird because I'm trying to look at the camera. Don't look at the camera, Adam. I'm not looking at the camera. Did you learn that in fucking university? No, I'm backwards here. We're in the mirror. We're in the mirror anyway. Backwards, man. It's what an $180,000 hex deck gets you. Okay, we'll get Langham to read. Tell us what that is. Oh, fucking hell. It's a beer, mate. You never know. All right. So this one here is Mountain Culture Beer Co. Spoils of War, as Adam said. You got it wrong already. You're supposed to say mountain culture, mountain culture, mountain culture, mountain culture. Mountain culture, mountain culture, mountain culture. Mountain culture. What is this? WCIPA? I've never heard that. Yeah, it's fucking strong. It's like 7.5%. So isn't the WC like the toilet? Water closet? No, it sounds like CWA. So it's a West Coast IPA. West Coast IPA. Yeah, okay. West Coast. Pop forward beer style characterized by a clear golden appearance, firm bitterness, intense piney citrus, yada, yada, yada. All right, just crack it, fucking drink it. Let's get into it. Fuck, who cares? Crack it. Share it around. Let's have a go. Oh, yeah. It's like music to my ears. Let's just do both of them at the same time. Let's fucking... No, here, here, here. Share it, share it. I've got my mouth full. And not like how Adam likes it either. I'm going to rip on that. Tilt your glass. Tilt the glass, mate. He started this war. Tilt the glass. There you go, Justin. All right, is this a beer taste? Is this a taste test? Taste test. Fuck yeah. That's actually pretty good. Oh, fuck it. Yes, it's nice. It tastes like shit. No, that's all right. I don't want that. But what is it? It's fucking 7.2%. Fuck, is it now? Yeah. Yeah. That's why Adam's only not having it anymore. I paid $13 for that. I don't even drink more. I don't even get my money's worth. I don't want to get too pissed, but I'll drink all the beer. That's actually pretty good. Actually, yeah. It is quite nice. I'm actually enjoying that. I wish I had another one. It's dark. Or a full beer. You know what the best thing about living up there? I go to my local bowling club and I get mountain culture schooners for $6.60. Yeah, I heard you saying that. I was like, fuck. It was on the last episode you said that, yeah? Yeah. Fuck. You can't even get them that cheap at mountain culture. No. I'm like, fucking hell, how good? How good is that? And then you're like. Justin, pull up a photo of mountain culture. This is the one out at Emu Plains. I sent you that one. Isn't there only one? No, there's two. There's one in the Blue Mountains where it started. It was the old Video Easy store. Yep. And I took a photo today. Actually, I sent it. I put it on the email, but. Oh, yeah. Mountain Culture actually won the Gabs this year. Yeah, they did. Yeah. Three years in a row. Oh, three years, isn't it? Three years in a row. Four years. Four years. Four years in a row. Four years in a row. He's dying. Oh, he won't owe a carton. Hello. Dave, you've won a bongaroo This is from there Yeah You've won the bongaroo mate So stop drinking fucking beer out of a metal pipe You dickhead, Get off the pipe, Anyway, so Justin Can you pull up the video of that Let him talk, we've got Dave on the phone I know he's on the phone, but can you pull the video up Oh sorry, my autistic brother he's fucking pointing at me. No, sorry, Dave. No, what I was just saying is I've got Justin to pull the video up of you creating that so you can give him a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit. Oh, there you go. I thought you were still talking about mountain culture. Mountain culture, mountain culture, mountain culture. How good. Yeah, so you won the bongaroo, mate. I've never done anything in my life. Yeah, well, there you go. This is probably the best Australian invention since fucking the bongaroo. I can second that. We're basically going to re-watch the video of you creating that. The pipe version. Where did you send it? It's on Instagram. But we can just add it in here. In edit. Yeah. In edit. Yeah. Oh, yeah, yeah. So how good was that? Woo! Yeah, woo! Yeah, fuck. Yeah, yeah. That's fucking amazing. So how did you come up with that idea, man? How did you like, you know, what was your thought process? Oh, look, so there wasn't much thought about it. It was many, many cans of beers sitting in the garage thinking about shit as I usually do and just going, you know what, fuck it. Let's just, I don't know. I don't even know how I come about. It was just, yeah. It was a genius idea. And I'm a welder and I've got steel and fuck it, let's just make that. Yeah, fuck yeah. The question I want to ask, was there still shards of metal in it when you drank it? Well, I washed it out the best I could, but yes, there was. So you're pissing razor blades for that week? Yeah, I went and saw my doctor in the next week. She goes, you should not be drinking that. No. Don't go through the airport. Don't drink welding. No, definitely not. Don't drink welding shards. So what do you feel like? Are you a fitter and turner? Is that what you do? I'm a welder slash electrician slash fitter machinist. slash bongaroo winner. Yeah. Put that on your fucking resume. That was a good effort. Yes, we'll send it down. We'll send it down with Justin. I've got it here right now. We'll send it down with Justin tomorrow. Sorry, Justin. We've already used it. Justin already sculled it. What size t-shirt are you, by the way? Extra large. Thank you. You've won extra large t-shirts. If you can't just chuck it in the dry for about fucking 10 weeks, it'll shrink. Yeah, so just make sure that you wash it out. Justin's already used it. He's left a line outside and, you know, so. Ah. Yeah, that's all right. Yeah, yeah. Sharing is caring. It's all good. Get your end in, get your friend in. That was my mono back in the day. But anyway, you've got a bongaroo. We'll send it down with Justin. Thanks for fucking doing it because there was a few other entries. We've got Langham here. I was about to say, we should have only given him half a bongaroo because he needed half a beer. Oh, this one's got ears. We'll just take an ear off. It was like a dead heat for you and Langham, but then Langham rocks up today on the potty, and he goes, oh, we just got bongaroos sent to us. I'm like, well, Dave wins. We did have a few other entries, but they weren't eligible. Congratulations, mate. So when you get the bongaroo, what you need to do, there's more rules. You've got to fucking skull a bongaroo, film it, skull it, tag us, tag bongaroo, and say fucking thanks to Rice's. And make sure you tag Zach as well. Zach, yeah. From Bungaro. That's from Bungaro. I appreciate it. It's brilliant. Yes. Take it down to the footy oval tomorrow morning, 8 o'clock in the morning. Get the kids when they're playing footy. That's the best way to get the water into them. Bongaroos. That's what they should have. Warm it up with a coffee and then. Straight down. All right. Thanks, Dave. Thanks, Dave. You're welcome. All right, we'll catch you soon. We'll send it down with you. Yeah, legend. Woo! All right, see you, mate. All right, so that was Dave from Bungaroo. That was Dave from Jordan Springs. That was Dave from Bungaroo. So yeah, so that was a war beer. That's why I'm saying Dave from Bungaroo. Anyway, so we, oh, here we go. Here it is. This is the video. Oh, this is video. This is how Dave made it. What are you up to? He's making a yardie. Making a yardie. It's a fucking quarter of a yardie. He's looking down that trunk. Oh, that's Drake now. He's on the Linnisher. They're called a Linnisher? Yeah. Double stand up. Whatever. I was about to say double stand up. I love how he's got the Rossos stick out. Oh, that's why. That's why. It's not why, are we? Fucking hell. Oh, it's stripping out the bottom too. I mean, he licked half of it. He licked half of it. Better check your worlds, Dave. Yeah. He's definitely not an underwater welder. That would have been so much easier with a bongaroo. Oh, that's what I should have mentioned. Bongaroo. I should have slapped the fucking Rosso sticker on me fucking forehead too. How many bongaroos do you mean, mate? Have we got Langham's entry? Because that was good too. We can pull that up. You don't have to. It was good. It was fucking mad. You're on the beach. That was actually Bec's idea. Was it? Yeah, she comes with all the good ideas. Yeah, she does. Good idea. Speaking of when, she got married down there. So that's news. Congratulations. Didn't tell any cunt. You just fucking went and done it. No, we just hoped. Fucking so, such a great idea. And so cheap. Way cheaper. Yeah, I was fucking so excited I got invited to the engagement party. Yeah, sorry, bro. You know what? You know what? We wanted to invite a lot more people. I know. And you guys would have been there, but it was just we were cut off with how many people were allowed there. Yeah. We were supposed to only have 60. We had 75. 75. So you guys would have been like 76, about 110. You's almost made the cut. Actually, you's were there, but then you got cut. Dude, I got married and fucking, I'll tell you what, there's 100 fucking people there and I could have cut down to about 20. I don't talk to like fucking 80% of them now. He was only going to cut me out of there too. Don't blame you. I'm like, fuck, I can't afford this cat. He's going to drink all me beer. He's going to drink all me beer. He's going to drink all me beer. Right on the beach. The sunset. That is so bright. It's so good. That's why you've got points taken out. Oh, yeah, yeah. Fair enough. It was actually a sleeper, too. Oh, yeah? I've seen your comment. I'd look cute. I've no Wuby, no Daniel, no fucks is everyone. Where's our sticker? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Why don't they fucking join in? Well, your sticker's... I need a decent one, eh? Yeah, we've got a new one. Hey, babe, wake up. Wake up. I don't know, I miraculously had a fucking syndrome. Actually, it was a temp tank. That was cool, mate. That was cool. I thought that was a winner. I have to say that was the hardest beer I've ever done because it was quite early and I was just like oh, I was just going to let paper on I was about to go to sleep I actually do use that music for Yeah, that's one of those. Yeah, I need a... Because these are the ones that keep... Yeah, that's shit. They're no good. We've got it. I've got one of these ones. Yeah, give me one of those ones. Now I can put a sticker on it. Yeah. But we've got some new ones. We've got some new stuff. It'll go... If I can fit it on the fridge... I'll pull up the new sticker, Justin. Throw that up on there that I... He's bossy, eh? Yeah, I'm a bossy. I thought you were the boss, Wes. No, he just likes to fucking throw his weight around. I know, yeah, but he's – Well, yeah. Fuck, he hasn't got much weight compared to you. Oh, that's the second time I've been fat-shaped. I was waiting for the opener. I had to do it. I heard you have a rant about being fat-shaped. I loved it. I was like, fuck yeah, Zen pic. Fuck those people. I'm getting fucking thirsty. I'm fat. Tell me what you're talking about. I'm getting thirsty. So while Justin is finding that little photo – Hey, Adam, just slow down a bit, mate. No, no, no. It was too little. I'm joking, bro. I'm joking. Micrograms of fucking beer. Micrograms. Micrograms. I'm making shit up. This one's called So Far So Good. It's not. It's N-N-N-E-P-A. N-N-E-P-A. I want to say that. So Far So Good, but no, it's called N-N-E-P-A. Okay. Yeah, right. N-N-E-P-A will do. You're right. Mountain Culture. I think that's a N-N-E-P-A. Mountain Culture. Mountain Culture. Mountain Culture. Mountain Culture. Mountain Culture. Yeah, I think it's Nipah or something. I actually don't mind. I really like their artwork, you know. You call me artistic. Are they paying you? No, we're not calling you artistic. We're calling you autistic. That's why I like artwork, you know. See how when you say he laughs, I said it. He's like, fuck you, fuck you. Yeah, no. Sorry, I just drank the whole lot now. Fucking hell. Holy fuck. Did you leave some for us? Open home. I was going to say, turn the can. You would have known in Vegas that this is your basic... Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fucking. You're paying $25. That is fucking nice. When I went, it wasn't that much. That's up there with the trip juice, I reckon. What was the exchange rate? It would have been heaps better. When we went, we managed. So we, actually, I shouldn't say we, major fucking rang him up and said it was 68 cents. Yeah. And he goes, oh, look, we're coming in to bring, I think we were going to take 16 grand. Can you do a better rate? She goes, I'll put it up to 70 for you. So we got 70 cents. Yeah, right. Okay. But I think it was 58 cents when I went to the dollar, the American dollar. And I just thought, fuck, everything in Vegas. It's like, if you buy a beer, it's $20. I'm like, fuck, man. That's like almost 38 bucks for a beer. Yeah. For us, when we went, I was paying, I reckon, I think it was about 10, just over $10 a beer. Yeah. And they were like, I think they were a litre. Yeah, bigger than that. Yeah, it would have been a leader. Yeah. And I just remember every night because like we drank. Yeah. And I mean we drank. It was not a time that we didn't have a beer in our hands. And we woke up in the morning, not so much Major, a couple of times he did, but he was struggling hard. I fucked him up big time when we got there. As soon as we got there, I'm like, let's fucking rip in. We got there about 12 o'clock at night. I'd slept most of the trip, so it was fucking good. I can't sleep on a plane. Oh, man. We took a couple of tablets and just felt safe. Oh, yeah. Fuck, why didn't I do that? Yeah, that's what we did. But I slept eight hours. Then we got off at Hawaii and we were there for three hours. And then it was three-hour flight from there, I think. Maybe it could have been five. Yeah. That was the longest part of the fucking flight. From Hawaii straight to Vegas or did you go to LA? No, no, we didn't go to LA. We went straight to From Ohio to Vegas Yeah We had a fucking Like five hour layover In LA Each way It was a fucking nightmare We had the same thing But we just drank the whole time Yeah So it was good But we got to Vegas At twelve o'clock at night And I'm like Let's go get a beer Let's have a bit of a look around He's like Yeah yep No worries Six o'clock we go to bed, Yeah that's standard I set my alarm for seven thirty. My brother said to me He goes Because he's been to Vegas A couple of times He goes Do not waste time, got to go and just enjoy it and make the most out of it sweet so that's in the back of my head i ain't fucking sleeping yeah i reckon he's adam here you fucking go just i worked yesterday last night just pretend you're in vegas tires yeah man i reckon i slept 10 hours that fucking week it's all right when you when you when you're drinking but trying to stay sober when you're like no staying awake when you're fully sober is a fucking hard yeah it does make it hard yeah, I'm like going I've got a steak because I'm going to check on the clients and stuff at work and whatever and so I've set a line check on you don't they yeah. Adam you awake yeah but honestly I'm like I'm fucking I'm having little micro sleeps on the couch fucking jump up you say you're not getting any fucking sleep and then you then you start running on adrenaline man I was speaking to a staff member and he goes I was doing he was constantly doing these night shifts and it was I wasn't sleeping properly and, And he said one day he started hallucinating on the way home because he had been awake so long and not sleeping during the day. He was seeing some fucking weird shit. Yeah, your brain starts playing tricks on you. Yeah, I had fucking my old mate that was in the RAF and he drove us up to Newcastle that time when we were doing Embarcode. He pulled over, he goes, I have to fucking pull over, man. I'm seeing purple kangaroos on the road. On the way up there I was about 13 I was blind on the way up 13 13 and 14 I was smashed and then I'm like we've got to go to this gig I was asleep in the back of the bus because I was fucking cooked by the time I got the gig. And I remember I said I needed I needed to have a pierce right we were literally just got onto the M4 right and we're driving from Penrith to Newcastle and that was old school M4 M7 wasn't even there and it's like we're on the M4 and it was like, I needed to piss in fucking Blacktown, right? And he didn't stop until, like, you got old school fucking Pennant Hills Road. You've got, you know, the big fucking dipper. Yeah, Mooney, Mooney Bridge. It was like two hours of me holding onto this piss, right? Yeah, I remember we all pulled up there and everyone's just pulling. Everyone's smoking bongs in the back of the bus and stuff, right? And so he was still at the RAF, the driver. So he was a DJ as well, and he brought the PA system for us. So we were just doing this party out in fucking... Oh, it was random. Yeah, random party. In Newcastle. Yeah, and then even the start of it, even the start of it, Sarah fainted at the start. Oh, yeah, she had a fucking car in the past. We're still in fucking Kingswood. Near the gales To up somewhere Oh fuck But yeah We digress very fucking much Can I just ask Did that bus have windows Yeah, Yeah, that was window lickers. Why didn't you fucking piss out the window? Oh, I was a 13-year-old boy. Fuck so. Yeah, but the problem is if you piss, it depends on which window you piss out. This is where you've got to learn. Me and Major have done this. You go to the back fucking of the bus. You open up the back window and then you piss out the bus. The back window. But you've got to hold onto their shirt because you'll probably get sucked out. I've got a good story about that. We were on the courtesy bus from the band club in St. Mary's. The camera's fucked. Oh, is it? Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, me, two of my mates. One of my mates is like, bro, I'm going to piss. I've got to piss so bad. So he goes, talk to the driver, distract him. He's up the back of the bus pissing. We can hear it sloshing around in the back of the fucking courtesy bus. Oh, yeah. Yuck. I know one of my cousins, we were on the way back from a wedding and he just like fucking flopped it. He was on the backseat, flopped it out, just pissed down the aisle of the bus. It's like if you want to slip and slide he's just piercing he's just like oh yeah fuck and he's like the bus driver wasn't too I remember a few I remember a few years ago I was like coming back on the M7 from the coast and I and, The chick I was with wasn't – she wasn't like pulling over. I'm like, fuck, I've got to go. I've got to go. There's no way to pull up. And I went, fuck it, all right. So, you know, try to get your dick into a bottled piss and there's got to be an air hole to go. No, that's why you just put the piss hole on there. Yeah, but then it fills up or it just – Yeah, well, then you tap off. Can you not tap off? No, fuck it. No, you've got to tap off. You've got to go. I think she's going to go. I remember driving with one of me, mate. He filled up two fucking Gatorade boxes Oh really? Yeah he just went fucking whoop straight And then I'm like fuck And then all of a sudden I started pissing in the fucking car Well he's pissed off I actually need to go and have a fucking piss Before we go anywhere How did you find your beer? That was great I was sitting here waiting and going Yeah we had the second beer It was actually fucking really nice I prefer the first one Yeah. I don't know. I like the cloudy one. Yeah. So far, so good. This looks like pineapple juice. Yeah. Yeah, but it doesn't taste like pineapple juice. No, that was good. That's what she said. So Mountain Culture, that one is, that's bloody awesome. So, so far, so good. What's your ratings out of 10, guys? Oh, I'm going to give that one a five. Five? Yeah. I'm not really a massive fan of that. I don't know. The first one, the first one, I'll give an eight. Yeah. So what do you think of this one, Wes? I'd give it 10 out of 10, man. Yeah. That's not what you said before I don't give a fuck There's no such thing as a bad beer Some taste better than others So this one is That's shit Fuck off, Fuck this podcast So Langham you're Spoils of war mate you like the war beer Yep, Yeah, that was pretty bloody good, eh? Yeah, I don't mind that. Yeah, it smells a lot. It's fucking up on the green screen. But anyway, let's get a little bit of Langham story. We're going to have a bit of a piss break, aren't we? Fucking hell. Here we are. I thought I was coming up and we'd watch football. Now you just fucking want a piece of it as well. And now you just want a piece of me. Yeah, give us some Langham. Fucking hell. Give us some Langham. I already gave you a little bit last time when you came on our podcast for the first time. Yeah, but that was a bit of cock. That was a bit of cock that you just ate.

Hey mate — welcome back to the barn. This quick episode is us yakking about the chaos of moving, ridiculous mosquitoes, late-night slow cooker curries at festivals, lost car keys, beers and the ever-present "fucker bucket" segment. It's messy, loud and properly honest — like a yarn with your best mate. Pull up a tinny and listen like you’re on the couch with us — we’ll be back next week with guests, more stupid stories and the Bongaroo challenge winners. Cheers.

Mate, buckle up — we’re sitting in a blackout, drinking Bundy, and pulling up stories that’ll make you laugh, cringe and say "no way." This episode is just us being unfiltered: wild family yarns, stupid stunts, banter about beards, snakes, bombs (don’t try that), and a challenge you actually might wanna try. Kick back with a cold one and join the chaos — it’s like hanging with your loudest mates after midnight.

Mate, welcome back — this one’s a messy, hilarious catch-up: beers, bags of sour dicks, a beetle that had a go at someone’s doodle, sage rituals gone wrong, and a pub tour that somehow makes perfect sense. Pull up a chair, crack a cold one and join us for the chaos — we’re yelling, laughing and somehow surviving it all. You’re in the crew now, so hush up and enjoy the ride.

Hey mate — jump into the chaos: we’re ragging on Adam (who’s mysteriously AWOL), necking Coopers, dishing hot takes on Aussie life, and ripping into politicians — all with that mate-next-door vibe. Pull up a chair, crack a cold one and laugh along.

Mate — we’re back and louder than ever. Expect booze, belly laughs, wild motel stories, bearded dragons on the couch, and a Bongaroo giveaway judged by Zatch. It’s messy, unfiltered and exactly like catching up with your best mates. Stick around for the nonsense: send your most creative shoeie video, grab a cold one, and let’s fill the new year’s fuck-it bucket together.

Oi mate — pull up a mini beer and join us for a messy, hilarious New Year’s live: tech fails, filthy banter, beer reviews and callers who bring the chaos. It’s raw, loud and way too honest — the kind of night you call your mate about at 2am. Expect sing‑alongs, dumb stories, backyard politics and the warm kind of nonsense that feels like being packed in a pub booth with your best idiots. Come for the laughs, stay for the ridiculousness — happy New Year, legend.  Full video on YouTube 

Hey mate — kick back with us for a messy, hilarious Christmas special: air‑con praise, beers over the mic, a rogue red‑bellied snake, and tales from work Christmas parties that get way too real. We’re chatting live mishaps, Penrith heat, Bondi’s shocking week, and ridiculous pub yarns — it’s like pulling up a chair with your mates and getting the true, unfiltered version of the holidays.

Hey legends, if you like raw, unfiltered chaos this episode is for you — we went live, drank mini beers, fought with the tech and told stories that would get us cancelled at a family BBQ. Expect van mishaps, wild callers, drunk footy takes, punk gig hype and more daft yarns than you can shake a stubby at. It’s like being in the shed with your loudest mates — messy, hilarious and somehow heartwarming. Stick around for the bits that went sideways and the gems in the nonsense — grab a beer, tune in and laugh along like you’re right next to us.

Hey Legends — come pull up a chair at SoulSide Cafe with us, It’s a warm, slightly wild spot where old hotel history meets live music, terrible jokes, and the kind of community that buys each other coffee and shares stage time. We chat with Dave from The Soul Side Cafe about building a stage from scraps, guinea pigs (maybe), cockatoos, and why small-town venues still matter — all with laughs, honesty, and a cold brew in hand.

Hey Legends — this episode is a proper yarn with Claude Hay: living in the mountains, building wild guitars (yes, a jerry can guitar), surviving cancer and a torn voice, and somehow still tearing up festivals across Europe and the US. It’s funny, raw and full of road stories — van mishaps, Greyhound bus chaos, and the joy of making music with mates. If you love gritty travel tales, DIY instruments, and the stubbornness it takes to keep playing after everything life throws at you, this chat feels like catching up with your most adventurous friend over a beer.

Hey legends grab a cold one and settle in. We’re taking you straight into our chaotic camping weekend: four-wheel drama, pub shenanigans, wet gear, dodgy pizza hacks and stories that’ll make you laugh (and maybe squirm). It’s raw, loud and unfiltered — just like a yarn with your best mates. Come for the winch fails and beer-fingering, stay for the weird dreams and absolute nonsense. You’ll leave grinning, promise.

Hey legends, come hang with us on top of Sunny Corner — wind, mud, dodgy gear and too many laughs. We get stuck, drink weird seltzers, sing ridiculous songs and roast each other the whole way. It’s messy, loud and honest — just bring a sense of humour and a spare pair of undies. Stick around for the Bongaroo, the banter and a proper yarn with the Major & Langham From the 2 Pissed Kents Podcast.

Pull up a chair — Nathan Harvey spills the kind of stories you only hear between mates: modelling in London, surfing and shark scares, a brutal ski injury that left him with a metal plate, and the chaotic road trips and gigs that shaped him. This episode feels like a late-night yarn with your best mate — laugh-out-loud, shockingly honest, and impossibly human. Stick around, it’s messy and brilliant.

Hey Legends jump into this final chaotic Bathurst session — were loud, messy and real, talking drought, $11k weeks on hay and what it actually takes to put food on the table. We’re dishing up hot dogs, beers, art, family yarns and salty banter. Pull up a stubby and listen — it’s like hanging out with your loudest, most honest mates. First up we have Stuart, a farmer from Victoria and then we have Glen our cousin from the local area, stick around this one is a great yarn!!!!

Welcome to our messy, loud and totally unfiltered 50th — mate, we spilled a beer and a whole lot more went down. Come hang with us as we relive Bathurst chaos, glamping luxuries (yes, pillow‑top mattresses), jet show jaw‑droppers and the infamous buffet breakfast heist. We’ll laugh about sausages, meat‑juice fridges, dinged‑up merch that somehow read “PooCast”, and the guests who made the weekend unforgettable — all while politely asking you to buy us a beer on Patreon. Pull up a chair, bring a laugh and maybe a raincoat.

Hey legends — we’re in Bathurst, day 2 or 3 no one knows , with helicopters, vroom vrooms and a whole lot of chaos. Think late-night campfire shenanigans, wild race-day energy, and stories you’ll want to replay. From merch alley finds to dodgy toilets, precision flying to beers that cost a fortune, this episode’s a messy, hilarious ride. Turn it up, kick back, and join us for the mayhem.

We jumped into Mount Panorama loud and proud — kangaroo-shaped beer bongs, coldies, arsehole juice, and a whole lot of chaos. If you love rude jokes, messy challenges, and mates behaving badly, this one’s for you. But it’s not just a piss-up: there’s heart here too. The Bongaroo started as a laugh between mates and became a tribute to Benny, so you’ll get the banter and the feels all in one go. Pop a cold one and listen in — you’ll feel like you’re right beside us.

Oi Legends — we’re in a tiny hot shed, Tristan’s in his undies and the Long Island iced teas are flowing. Expect filthy banter, mics that won’t behave, weird callers, and stories about nudist beaches, bee swarms and dodgy pub food. Come for the chaos, stay for the Bathurst plans, giveaways and beer-bong engineering. It’s like hanging with your loudest mates — pull up a chair, crack a cold one and let’s get into it.

Hey legends, this episode is pure chaos — footy hype, sold‑out gigs, drunken sticker runs, and kebab regrets. We’re swapping wild stories, dodging teenagers with hammers, and laughing at the sort of stuff you only tell your mates after midnight. Join us for short, messy, honest chats from Brad Cox and John Buttler to jellyfish Google searches and conspiracy rabbit holes — grab a beer and settle in.

Hey legends, grab a beer and park yourself — this one’s a perfect messy little slice of family chaos: sponsor fallout, Dad’s wild Bathurst/Datsun stories, a koala in the boot and enough swears to make your nan blush. It’s raw, unfiltered and feels like we’re all sitting in the lounge having a yarn — awkward, hilarious and totally human. Turn it up and hang out with us.

Hey mate — jump into this chaotic episode with us: we drink mango shooters, welcome our new tech apprentice Justin, rant about health kicks, and ramble through tornado chases, sheep races, snake-catching dreams and wild circus tales. It's messy, loud and real — like a night down the local with your rowdy mates. Pull up a seat, pour a beer, and listen for the laughs, bad ideas and weird stories that only get better the louder it gets.

Hey mate — just wrapped this mad episode where we rant about everything from snow that didn’t happen to PA nightmares, olives overrunning pizzas, and a whole lot of pub banter. Pull up a stubby, put the sunnies on (inside if you’re feeling dangerous), and join us for the usual mix of filthy laughs, honest takes, and the kind of dumb stories you only tell your mates at 2am. We got guests, call-ins, and a whole lot of “what the hell did I just hear?” moments — so come sit with us in the shed and feel right at home.

Mate, grab a cold one and settle in — Pat Burley takes us from schoolyard chaos to the front line and back again with hilarious, raw and honest stories about army life, salmon farms, terrible exes and those unforgettable Hawkesbury days. It’s messy, heartfelt and proper funny — like catching up with an old mate who says the stuff you’re thinking but can’t quite get out. Tune in and feel like you’re right there in the swag with them.

Hey mate — this episode is a messy, hilarious slice of mateship: one-year celebrations gone sideways, live-show chaos, drunken kebab runs and the kind of stories you only hear at 3AM in a carpark. If you like unfiltered banter, awkward stitches-up, and a wild mix of footy chat, pub antics and behind-the-scenes mayhem, stick around — it’s like hanging with your loudest mates, only louder.

This is one not to miss the madness in this episode as The 2 pissed Kent’s drop in for a brew and some banter we talk all things from the blindfolded brawls, to history lessons and we even eat some very interesting delicacies, This episode is absolutely chaotic as we have guest drop-ins mid show  — you’re in the right place. It’s like a mate dragged you to the best backyard party where nothing makes sense and everything’s hilarious. Stick around for beer reviews, wild stories, and some straight-up filth with a side of heart — these blokes are messy, loving, and unforgettable. We apologise in advance nah not really just strap yourself in for this wild ride. If your shirt’s looking crusty, remember: Constable Screen Printing and embroidery will sort you out. Tell ’em the Raw SOS podcast sent ya. Woo!

Welcome back to the Raw SOS podcast, where we're sipping on a frosty Guinness and braving the chilly weather down here in Sydney. As honorary Irish with 45% of our DNA pointing towards the Emerald Isle, we've got throats ready for some pub talk and a longing for an Irish sweater to keep us warm. We'll dive into the surprising lore of Guinness' 9,000-year lease and share tales of Sydney's unpredictable weather. From the rain drips to the crazy stories in our Raw SOS weather report, it's a world of fun. Get ready to laugh as we banter about concealed shout-outs, the nostalgia of basic instincts, and, yes, more Raw SOS merch — nearly sold out and flying off the shelves like those frozen chickens our old mate Tim Bailey talked about. It's all part of the charm here on the Raw SOS, where podcasts aren't just episodes; they're marathons of entertainment with a dash of Irish wit and Aussie humor.

Hey there, friends! Buckle up because you're in for a wild ride in this episode of the Raw SOS Fucking Shit Show, fondly nicknamed the Raw SOS Podcast. Join us as we dive into unexpected adventures, weekly traffic rants, and hilarious drinking tales that are guaranteed to keep you entertained. From recounting epic nights out, complete with unexpected exits and beer-fueled mishaps, to sharing stories of drunken injuries and childhood escapades, we leave no stone unturned. Whether we're discussing our most embarrassing stacks or debating the art of sneaking booze into venues, you'll feel like one of the crew, laughing along with us. And of course, we can't forget the curious, the bizarre, and the outright absurd moments that make each episode unique. So grab a drink, get comfortable, and join us in the chaos!

This week on The Raw SOS Podcast… We light a candle for Ozzy Osbourne wonder how Keith Richards is still upright, and somehow end up yelling about Thunderbirds. Also in this week’s chaos: 🧠 The return of “We Googled Shit So You Didn’t Have To” 🎸 Tribute or trash talk? You decide. It’s loud, it’s loose, and it’s exactly what your brain doesn’t need. 🎧 Stream Episode 37 now: #TheRawSOS #RIPOzzyButNotReally #KeithNeverDies #ThunderbirdsAreGo #WeGoogledShit #ChuckItInTheBucket #AussiePodcast #ComedyPodcast

🛡️⚔️ HEAR YE, EARTHLINGS ⚔️🛡️ The stars have aligned... and the truth is getting weird. 👽🔭🌌 Episode #36: “Medieval Mayhem & Alien Shenanigans” This week on The Raw SOS Podcast: 🛸 UFO sightings in ancient Egypt 🌀 Secret societies hiding the real history 🪐 Stonehenge and the stars — cosmic calendar or alien landing pad? 📜 Medieval monks with knowledge they shouldn't have had From the dark ages to deep space, we’re connecting the dots history wants you to ignore. Warning: May contain sarcasm and unsolicited opinions. 🎙️ Streaming now wherever you get your conspiracies—I mean, podcasts. 📡 Tune in or risk being left behind in the wrong timeline. #RawSOS Podcast #Episode36 #MedievalAliens #StonehengeSecrets #AncientConspiracies #EgyptUFOs #TheStarsKnow  

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Hey there, mate! Buckle up for a wild ride with this episode, where we dive into an enlightening chat with Roscoe Page from The Pagey Train podcast. From his military stories that rival any action flick to his passion for music and film, Pagey dishes out tales that will have you on the edge of your seat one minute and belly laughing the next. We unravel the secrets of the universe, quite literally, with some mind-bending scientific discussions that are sure to blow your mind. Plus, Pagey shares his expertise in Foley artistry, explaining the art of sound in film in a way that's both insightful and entertaining. Then, we kick back and sip on some relaxing brews, sharing laughs and opinions about everything under the sun, from popping beers to synchronising different realms of art and technology. So grab a drink and join us for a few hours of genuine conversation on creativity, exploration, and fun with one hell of a storyteller.

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