This week finds Pyra delivering a parable about iguanas chewing on houseplants as parallel to borne-out suspicions in recent terrorist attacks in Quebec and Ottawa and telling lazy comics to try a little harder because “I hate Stephen Harper” is a set-up, not a punchline.
She also comments on dumb broads wanting Justin Trudeau to be Prime Minister on account of his looks and rants about music industry assholes wanting to loot more taxpayer money for grants, tells the tale of the crazy dude who thinks he’s Jesus with political ambitions and a couple workplace anecdotes involving glitter before wrapping up with why she’s not a cougar and how that no longer matters.
This week Pyra talks about her new day job [early morning, actually], and contemplates a new career move that would involve better hours and lots of fresh air.
She also tells of doing her first comedy open mic and recites her material from it as it should have been done [as opposed to the way it actually came out] before the show wraps up with a couple jokes/anecdotes about her favorite band.
In this lucky #13 episode, Pyra tells of her brush with death last year on an afternoon out kayaking, gives a progress report on the mixing of the new maQLu album, and some vital quilting and knitting project updates.
In other news, Pyra’s actually got a job, a sure sign of the coming apocalypse if there ever was one. Which leads her to wondering about rocks stars singing songs about being working stiffs.
Also, it’s Canadian Thanksgiving. Pyra muses on vegans getting preachy and why they feel the need to make vegetarian/vegan substitutes for things they claim to not miss eating.
This week’s episode starts off Pyra explaining why she usually says “Coca-cola” instead of “Coke” and musing on trying to figure out good references for a retail job interview. She also gives an imaginary reference from one of the [unnamed] producers she used to sometimes work with wherein he laments that she can’t roll a joint but admits she never screwed up a burger run.
After that there’s a short report on the week’s bellydance and ballet classes and then Pyra launches into a spiel about an event she worked at over the weekend with incidents involving inappropriate language choices and Pyra sort-of living out part of an old Louis CK episode. Side notes on young guys getting upset that chicks prefer older men as well as thoughts on the continuity of musical culture with older generations but there seems to be a break with younger kids.
The show wraps up with an infuriating parking lot incident and an update on mixing the new maQLu album.
As promised at the end of the last episode, Pyra spends this bonus episode going off on a catty rant about burlesque dancers in rock shows and why they suck. Side tangents on other things that suck during rock shows, the whole must-make-it-an-Event™ attitude, and how if your attendance is poor maybe you’re just terrible and should focus on making better music instead of using cheap gimmicks to get attention.
She also gets into her standard rebuttal to people telling her she should have male strippers during maQLu shows to “even things out,” complains about Chippendales dancers and firefighter calendars, and wonders why so many burlesque dancers have smaller tits than some of her ex-boyfriends.
This week the newly semi-blonde Pyra blathers about blonde dye jobs, a particularly disastrous bleach mishap of the past, and goes on a little tangent about which hair color brings out which ethnicity in her before ranting about one of the local swimming pools’ icky hairball infestation. She also talks about replacing inadequate facilities with more of the same instead of taking the opportunity to expand capacity and other pool users’ annoying habits, then digresses to ballet shoe sizing.
Then she riffs on a progress report on the mixing of the new maQLu album, methodology, etc., hints at a new electronic project to come in 2015, and wraps up with an anecdote about form over function when trying to play the blues on a Gibson ES-175 when you have short fingers.