Ep 34 - The One Where Pete Keeps Saying Balclutha
Sometimes the journey can be it's own reward; like taking part in a sleep study, or when you're forced to eat your way out of a cake, or when you hike up a pile of money. Alas, the next 1 hour and 15 minutes is neither a reward of journey nor destination but rather more of a test of endurance that will most assuredly end in a shorter and less fulfilled life.
With minimal studio audience attendance, a lethargic musical director, and a clearly struggling host the podcast this week chose to go with haltingly desperate rather than delightfully impish. We start things off with a variation on SK's normally audacious self promotion and concentrate on Pete's upcoming record release party as well as other events that will be summarily dismissed by the Throng throughout the whole of March.
Then we go nautical. You want horror? Dip into a nice bowl of your favorite crab innards. You want irony? We've got the careless destruction of a bay area amateur photography destination. You want Tragedy? We chronicle the destruction of some of San Francisco's most iconic maritime murals that nobody cared about to begin with. You want comedy? You're restoring the wrong hull sailor, this is SK Morton's Lousy San Francisco Podcast and if you want to bask in the glow, spend some time on Treasure Island.