SocietyFringePodcast's podcast

Dave and Brian, as the band Society Fringe Players, are psychedelic punk rock opera hillbillies who are using this podcast to roll out their 87 song narrative entitled THE BIG OPERA. They release a new song every Monday morning at 7 ESTand then release a commentary track every Wednesday morning at 7 EST explaining how that song fits into THE BIG OPERA. They're too "Bawmer" for their own good. Reach them on Twitter at @davelinantudsfp and @brilutz9. Yes these are Circle 9 guys.
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Now displaying: April, 2018
Apr 30, 2018

0  - Theme is "The Glow."

5  - Gimme a beat!

10 - It's nice to be in this power trio that's gelled so nicely.

15 - I'd forgotten that he was Leonardo DiCaprio.

20 - Have you been to the Filmore before?

25 - I'd never seen Camper Van Beethoven.

30 - the Who when they did the halftime show.

35 - It was beyond their capabilities.

40 - Utter horseshit so it's like...

45 - Like that roller skating Fugazi song!

50 - "I want to fuck her in the sand."

55 - My sexual luge maneuver.

Apr 25, 2018

0  - Today's theme is "Silver and Gold"

5  - Don't forget your anti-psychotics.

10 - And then we added so much stuff.

15 - If you're not learning something you're failing at life.

20 - I Haven't really checked my Facebook.

25 - Let's say the names while we're going to see if we remember them.

30 - You are a Split Lip Rayfield song!

35 - Jimmy here broke a string. What's the band going to do?

40 - If someone gets thrown into something where they're completely unfamiliar they just shut down.


50 - Vacalizing is what you call them noisy dogs.

55 - Shout out to the Viceland show HAMILTON'S PHARMACOPEIA.

Apr 23, 2018

Time is running out bellowing through the void

Desperate like a beggar methods then employed

Time is running out nebula's running in

Portal to the horizon portal to everything

Galaxial haze ignited

The ruse of the excited

Oft sore and yet delighted

The past was oversited

Time is running out on that we can agree

Dancing with the bohos under the glassened sea

Painting with the artists trusting reason not the gods

Fresh water color started the aforementioned lightening rod

From here to another planet

Through wormhole strings and granite

More fun if you don't plan it

Winged migrational bandits


It's non sequitur season

I know that I have treasoned

I beg one for petition

Spectacular omission

Remote Control is restless she passes through the gate

Psychedelicottically a formal mass debate

Ain't no way for her to choose just where she's going to be

Close your eyes and wish her luck we're where we need to be

Time is running out space is running in

Portal event horizon nothing is everything

Apr 18, 2018

0  - Guess we're waiting for the Ecstasy to kick in.

5  - I whistle all the time.

10 - Attention Deficit Disorder Rock

15 - I am the plaster of Paris, the horse hair plaster that's holding to the lathe sticks.

20 - The ancient prewar dance far.

25 - Whatever the fuck Picard said.

30 - Elephantitis scrotum in a stew

35 - The ten year tenure

40 - Brian's on the couch!

45 - My BMI is off the chart.

50 - I'm just lucky that this program has so much shit in i.

55 - I hope this shoots a duck.

Apr 16, 2018

When she breaths again 7

When it's new, my friend, 7

When we feel it then, 7

Remote Control leaves


How it's power taken freeform

How to know if flowers reborn

Can I see forever weeping

Found and found and found and creeping


Which whatever wasn't freely

Or is amidst dregs kept neatly

Lifeless or worthless or worsely

Evenly unmatched subversely


Confounding misuse of structures

Of meanings profundity quakes

Happenstance rendered illusion

Organized in pill form and flakes


Motionless call forth the masters

Watch as they tremble and slurring

How like the others of fables

Unlike their rivals and cursing


Undo the timeless guerillas

Fighting a self war of trusted

Timeless like oceans of legends

Forfeit succumb if we must not


Til we meet again 7

Til it's new, my friend, 7

Til we feel it then 7

Now it's meant to bend 7

Apr 11, 2018

0  - What album's that off of?

5  - Crazy centric stuff

10 - We want to confuse people but not needlessly.

15 - ...when we were professionally putting out albums the way you're supposed to.

20 - This motherfucking El Camino is also Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.

25 - There're Henry Miller readings.

30 - Santa Labrada shout out.

35 - We gotta get that cup away from my hand.

40 - We always take a Monday off between acts.

45 - Make some more fiddly adjustments.

50 - The new CoC is amazing.

55 - I never called out of work before.


Apr 9, 2018

The glass desert red and blue purple and green

It's kicking up dust as it speeds and careens

The soldiers look on take their gas masks and gawk

'Cause it's rougher than diamonds uncut and in bulk

A space El Camino it travels through time

It shakes off the meaning of motion and rhyme

She drives it with nothing but guile and sublime

Shifts into gear and lets that sucker climb

The distance of the emperors shields them from blame

They regret the progress and strive to remain

But even the ivory towers do spy

The car with a truck bed as it whizzes by


The soldiers erupt in 3 cheers for the ship

She sparks up the motor and's letting her rip

She motions for the emperor to come have a sip

The soldiers all pause and conform to the grip

The V8 moans heavenly blessings of grace

It emanates more than the sum of this place

It vibrates an echo and leaves not a trace

She spits in the goddamn punk emperor's face


Apr 4, 2018

0:00 You're welcoming us to your podcast.

5:00 "I Ain't Got the Time" goes back to her.

10:00 The vocals may be a little hot.

15:00 How the fuck they do it I have no idea.

20:00 It's, like, 4th time's a charm.

25:00 We're producing all this crazy shit out of a sweatshop in a basement.

30:00 We'll get that done too. It's a lot of fun.

35:00 Maybe you can send her a message and ask her.

40:00 You make what you make.

45:00 I did that when I was a teenager.

50:00 You've done the hip hop route already.

55:00 They got washed away by the comet 12,000 years ago.

Apr 2, 2018

The air is a question an empty suggestion

Of unanswered pauses hinted at before

So see here it's beauty but some call it duty

She questions it rudely no different than before

Mistakes they don't mean nothing

At least she's learning something

She busts through Atlantis depressively manic

She curses the manna that's floating from the sky

The whole thing's an orgy all sweaty and largely

It's rooted in whispers and hinted in asides

You can call us worthless

Just don't call us mirthless

If she's a movie she's foreign and moody

And smoking tobacco meloncholically

She ain't wearing nothing emotions erupting

She's everyone's something periodically

I guess I hadn't listened but now I know it's christened

She seizes the meaning and renders it leaning

To absolutism poisoning itself

Narrative license has eaten the hyphen

Oh, god, let it ripen it's sitting on the shelf

And I ain't got the time

I ain't got the time

I just ain't got the time

I ain't got the time