This week: the Rolling Stones are polishing up their walkers for some new tour dates in 2016; whatsisface from Linkin Park is no longer in the Stone Temple Pilots; Richard Fortus’ NYC condo is up for rent; and a special Guns N Roses Christmas t-shirt.
Plus: Pyra bitches about her dad’s guilt trips and his conviction that every little ache and pain is a sure sign of terminal cancer that he won’t go get checked out anyway; decides to get cover-ups for the tattoos she wants to get rid of; starts doing more music stuff again; and tries and fails to remember how an old Merlin song goes.
All this and a lame suburban fitness classes inspired by Animal from the Muppets.
On this week’s show: Nikki Sixx doesn’t see any purpose in making new Mötley Crüe tunes after the final tour; Ozzy says no to a new Black Sabbath album, but yes to a new show on the History Channel; bad-at-math Bret Michaels says Poison will do something special for their 32nd anniversary next year; Motorhead booze brands continue, this time with a beer; and Gilby Clarke wants to remind folks that he’s totally available for any potential Guns N Roses reunion.
Also: Pyra eats too much Halloween candy and carves an “Izzy-o-Lantern.”
Plus: Phil Collins unretires himself and Zamo the Destroyer advocates drastic action to stop him.
This week, Dave Mustaine’s daughter wants to be the next Shania Twain or Dolly Parton, Vince Neil has done everything on his bucket list, Slash’s new album is 90% written, and you can now buy your very own plastic Doro Pesch figurines.
Also, Pyra doesn’t shop much for once but instead talks about her WASP superpower, rants about an a creep who once tried to get her in a headlock to kiss her, and whines about Halloween candy.
All this plus some weird and wonderful GNR eBay finds and a stained glass window where the baby Jesus watches you shit.
This week Pyra spews bile about the recent Canadian election results (Yay PM Retard Hair!), discusses where she fits with the 5 love languages, shops too much, and wonders who best to put down as an emergency contact for hooker dancing class.
Also, Tommy Lee needs to let the groupies handle his equipment for him, Vince Neil will be playing casinos after the final Mötley Crüe tour is over, Joe Perry is working on a new solo album, Warrant might do another album, Cannibal Corpse have their own beer brand, Scorpions suck at either show logistics planning or creative excuse-making, and the worst-kept secret in the world gets a little worst-kept with rumors of a reunited Guns N Roses show to be held in Lisbon next year.
Plus: Pyra gets an accidental freebie for her birthday.
This week, Pyra turns 37 and has a new life ambition thanks to some aging ex-strippers, Slash makes his annual visit to Vancouver, Steven Tyler sics his lawyers on Donald Trump, Metallica is recording, Fred Durst is moving to the Crimea, and 2016 will be a big year for Bang Tango for reasons that Pyra can’t quite figure out.
Also, Pyra drags her ass to an open mic again finally and debates what sort of day job education to work at or not.
On this week’s show: Life is less painful with Motörhead Whiskey, apparently; Joan Jett’s ex-personal assistant says she’s a high maintenance diva, but she don’t give a damn about her bad reputation; business advice from Sebastian Bach; and Guns N Roses reunion rumours just keep chugging along.
Also: Pyra goes for a spa mani-pedi to better learn how to DIY it for free at home; a billboard campiagn links Tindr and Grindr to chlamydia and gonorrhoea; and tight jeans might be keeping emo kids and hipsters from passing on their defective genes.
Plus: Twitter hashtags and a blog about serial killers, daffodils, and yuppie gentrifiers.
This week: It’s tattoo zapping laser time again! Pyra discovers that her dad drives like a cruise-control-obsessed maniac on the freeway! Pyra’s cheap Scotsman DNA is kicking in and screwing up her attempts to buy Indian embroidered valances on eBay!
Also: Courtney Love isn’t invited to her kid’s wedding; Blackie Lawless became a born again; Tommy Lee vs. Lars Ulrich; and Richard Fortus gets smashed up in a motorcycle crash.
All this and vital decorating updates (eg. a mere 25% of her latest shipment of cheap ceramic knobs from China was the wrong color)!
On this week’s show: more inane shopping and decorating talk, but less so than before; Pyra’s back to belly dance; Emmys ratings are in the toilet; Metallica has their own awful Budweiser brew; KISS have the most gold records; and U2’s next steaming pile of shit is scheduled for next year.
Also: if someone asks if you’re just learning to play, maybe it’s not sexist… maybe it just means you suck.
This week, the decorating blather continues amidst bitching about the whole back to school thing.
Also: Keith Richards wants his kids to snort his ashes, Slash’s kid brother calls Axl Rose a “fat bastard” and later apologizes only for the “fat” part, Chrissie Hynde has this crazy idea that chicks are responsible for their own actions, and Jerry Casale has a 9/11-themed wedding complete with box cutter wedding favors.
All this plus Twitter hashtags and Pyra’s scattered reading habits. Oh, and Motorhead vibrators.
Pyra’s carpet doesn’t match her new drapes, let alone the roman blinds she hasn’t made yet.
Plus: Lemmy has a lung infection, Keith Richards considers Black Sabbath and Metallica “great jokes,” and Steven Adler would be the last to know about a Guns N Roses reunion.
Also, a long rambling rant about hypersensitivity, PC, and the squealing outrage over Nicole Arbour’s fairly tame remarks about fat people, and Pyra can say such things based on being obese herself for another 15 pounds, so she knows a lot about making excuses; feminists screech about a puppet’s new younger, thinner “friend” while ignoring sex slavery in the Islamic State; and Meerloo’s classic and underrated book ‘The Rape of the Mind.’