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This week on Breaking Headsets, things spiral immediately — from microphone muffs landing in spaghetti to crashing a quinceañera for takeout tiramisu.
The guys recap the now-infamous “Lips of an Angel” copyright incident (RIP to their one minute of Hinder glory), leading to an emergency homemade outro performance that may or may not rival the original. Spotify tried to shut them down… but the show survives.
Meanwhile:
A mysterious radio alter ego named Chris Coin is exposed.
A homemade, sheet-pan-sized Pop-Tart from Mrs. Renshaw changes lives.
The Great Taco Tour of Monument Boulevard is officially in planning.
A GoFundMe for bacon fried rice edges closer to destiny.
One host bravely releases his brother’s ashes into the Pacific, tying together grief, growth, and Billy Ocean references in the most Breaking Headsets way possible.
It’s part food review, part music litigation, part Little League gossip, part emotional breakthrough — and somehow it all makes sense.
And yes… the Pop-Tart was better than the boxed kind.
By Breaking Headsets PodcastThis week on Breaking Headsets, things spiral immediately — from microphone muffs landing in spaghetti to crashing a quinceañera for takeout tiramisu.
The guys recap the now-infamous “Lips of an Angel” copyright incident (RIP to their one minute of Hinder glory), leading to an emergency homemade outro performance that may or may not rival the original. Spotify tried to shut them down… but the show survives.
Meanwhile:
A mysterious radio alter ego named Chris Coin is exposed.
A homemade, sheet-pan-sized Pop-Tart from Mrs. Renshaw changes lives.
The Great Taco Tour of Monument Boulevard is officially in planning.
A GoFundMe for bacon fried rice edges closer to destiny.
One host bravely releases his brother’s ashes into the Pacific, tying together grief, growth, and Billy Ocean references in the most Breaking Headsets way possible.
It’s part food review, part music litigation, part Little League gossip, part emotional breakthrough — and somehow it all makes sense.
And yes… the Pop-Tart was better than the boxed kind.