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Once there back a few years gone, we at The Friday Rock Show took to self-flagellating and honouring our magnificence and munificence by forcefully celebrating 25 years in the rock biz not long ago. Well it was in 2012, quite a fair bit ago, but we did start roaring into a microphone in June 1987 so what's a 'fair bit ago' to us anyway? Tshuh... Hence me, best producer ever, Tony Wilson, and overpaid preening DJ Adgeen Byrne, flashed you our 'Silverbacks'. Silverback is a Friday Rock Show anniversary special showcasing a quarter of a century’s ('87-'12, keep up now) advancing idiocy with an outcast of unwell wishers, letter-mad fans such as Jagger, Kevin, Boba Fenton and also Baldy (how'd he get in again?). Even the Gabbler strips off to shove his 'Sci-fi Spot' in our faces. And oh, there are those favourite slots that just get you hot: there's the 'Best Bits', 'Don't Fuck Up The Microphone' and 'Areyemadinthehead'! Who? Just listen to this 2hr 40min monster and then you’ll grab the bull’s horn. It’s a celebration of unbound nonsense with deft sound design and originality. A proper radio show to slide into on your headphones. Like it, love it, come ask for more and I'll give you watcha need. I'm here for you. Inside the bowels of this mighty Silverback is a special ‘Ahind The Music’ documentary, charting the show’s inexplicable rise to dominance, hosted by the one-and-thankfully-only Paul Gombatuna. It's HUGE. And it's amazing. And it's great an' an' everything! So come join us on our oddcast odyssey. Amplevoicepod create original, scripted, character & plot-driven comedy dramas. We construct fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. Listen now to adventures from Mount Pheasant, Timefiddler, UCLS, Mental Holmes and ATRS. Frumpy Dumpster, United Mutations, Panspermia and the Friday Rock Show. All with beautiful sound design and irreverent humour. Join Adgeen and Tony on their two-hour rock show 'The Friday Rock Show', reading our listener stories live on air, among the greatest rock & metal songs of the time. Do it fam'...

Would you look at the size of the cocker on this! The Friday Rock Show, as voted #1 podcast in the world by the stiffs at the Groin-iad, unleashes "90 minutes of sheer hell" (as John Barnes used to say when he took the Lucozade) with their 'Massive Cocker'.  THE FRS #40 contains all you need to aid your recovery and “get in ‘round the back” (as Barnsey enthused for cash back in the ’80s). 'A Massive Cocker' is super squeaky clean and refreshing too. We’ve music from The Blackout, Audrey Horne, The Beards (askin’ if you’ve “ever had sex with a bearded man?”) and then there’s- wait, hold up there, ‘bearded men’?  Isn't the world jammed up to the hilt with these sockless, tattooed beardysexuals with their tight blue chinos and brown brogues? All flickin’ their pads, strutting assertively to the toilet after yet another caramel caffè macchiato? What happened to real men hah?  Anyway, forget about the absurd world around you and serve your ears more music from Amaranthe, Less Than Jake and VOLBEAT! (I love Volbeat, did I ever tell you that?) But more importantly than more music is more letters read out on air by stingy tight-hole DJ Adgeen Byrne and me Tony Wilson, sexy producer... There’s Itchy Kraut on about his mate Zinedine Zidane, then there are Seamus Canaan, Professor Critic, Tucker in 101BC, Orpheus Telch and Prince Gwandinus Bollokiah! Household names one and all.  'A Massive Cocker' is sponsored by the PET-E-SURE pet insurance company and we even run a promotion for them in the show too.  Amplevoicepod also make lovely sound-designed ear-film comedy drama adventures where we submerge your ears in a sea of sound. We create original, scripted, character & plot-driven comedy dramas. We construct fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod.

This is it, this is the BIG one! The Friday Rock Show loosens the ladies' lips! On the FRS #41 we invited five of the biggest female front-women in rock on the show and chat to them about what drives them into the cliched, male-dominated, slightly-backward world of heavy metal. There's Suzuka Nakamoto, Elize Ryd, Sharon Den Adel, Taylor Momsen (who said she fucked a priest, but she was only cackin' out her arse as usual... Pretty reckless of her I'd say), and Maria Brink, to put us men in our place. Plus a surprise guest for my superstar preening DJ Adgeen Byrne, bringing back his obsessive memories of standing outside her window, writing 500 letters. And I had to help the poor tool. We play their music, we love their voices and we listen to them all night long. It's the Queens of the New Rage. Also, if that wasn't enough for yis, we've listeners' letters read out live on air from Baldy (again, he's like a bad smell), Dwayne and his diary, Jo Hoff De Bongerd, Tasher Singh, Martin J Tyler floats across the fields in a very trippy tale of lost love and we round off the 2-hour feminine feast with Busher and his 'THWAPPY PAA'! What is a 'Thwappy Paa'? I'm not sure, and I was there, but I'll listen again to find out. And you can too, grab the full length on all the podcastery sites below. So just join Adgeen and Tony on their two-hour rock show 'The Friday Rock Show', reading our listener stories live on air, among the greatest rock & metal songs of the time. Dare to be odd. Amplevoicepod create original, scripted, character & plot-driven comedy dramas. We construct fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod. © Copyright Amplevoicepod

The Friday Rock Show No. 42 has jumped into the shell suit, slapped on the goggles, hoiked up the neck gaiter mask and clicked into its K2 alpine skis to launch down the black slopes of Kvamskogen in Western Norway.   There are no Øs in sight 'round here as producer Tony Wilson with savant presenter Adgeen Byrne head out into the cold once again and arrive in the 'copter at the Norwegian resort of Kvamskogen.   They took the tunes, pulled down the bobble hats and tore up the piste. They interviewed singer Toshie from Audrey Horne over the phone and had lots of great listeners' letters read out live on air.   There were big sick ones from Jagger, Clement, Payter, Jo Hoff, Tucker and the BEST day EVER for The Gabbler. We played moshin' metal music too from all sorts of lads and lassies. So if you like that sort of thing, with actual fun and excitement with presenters, and not just an automatic 24-hr playlist on your internet radio, then you'll love this! And who wouldn't? re.   Here's the bare majesty of the 2-hour super-duper version up inside your lugs and tonguing you aurally, available on all the lovely podcast platforms below.   Amplevoicepod creates original explicit storytelling. We make HD audio podcasts to sternly tongue your earhole. We try not to follow others, don't cross the easy fields and have lived in blissful ignorance across millennia in the backwoods of Wicklow, Ireland.   We make ear-film adventures. Full effects-laden audio productions with plots, characters and immersive sounds. It takes about 70 hours of production in writing, recording and editing to make 1 hour of output. We take lumps out of each other as we sculpt our latest mutation.   To relax we switch on the mics, open our lungs and bellow out this type of 2-hour rock show, playing the best music dug up on a Friday. Tautologically titled 'The Friday Rock Show' it's just us and a few listener letters, which are lovingly read out on air. It's DJ Adgeen Byrne and producer Tony Wilson spitting and sparring to send you into sonic convulsions.   Started in 1987, this saga has continued down through the ages with over 500 stories read out on air, from a wide variety of intriguingly demented souls. So find us, follow, subscribe and like. © Copyright Amplevoicepod

Battle Breasts! Yes! This is The Friday Rock Show! Episode No. 43... Another two hours of MADNESS!! I created this show back probably before you were even born and turned out the way you did. I'm sorry 'bout that. But looka! I'm on the cover of this show too, 'coz I'm a glory-hole. In this episode we get down on the phone to Noora Louhimo from the band Battle Beast as she tells us tales of running around the Finnish forests naked with the other band members. Then the 'Black Swordsman' jumps out and you know yis can never go back then. We hear bizarre, bemusing but brilliant stories from Tom Shergar, Baldy, Mimi, Cathy, Eric, Tucker and even a big sick story from Payter Farher as my ever presenting donkey DJ Adgeen Byrne tries to keep up in his old age. Music too from many moshers will keep you tappin' the toenail off the bed corner. And listen up now, this is only a 2-minute dribble off the full fat 2-hour show itself. The whole lot of this FRS No. 43 and much more is blatantly exposed and shameless tarted up on all good podcastery as seen below.  © Copyright Amplevoicepod

Tony Wilson here, producer extraordinaire, bringing you another great promotion clip of The Friday Rock Show from Amplevoicepod.  This is from episode 44, christened WOOL FREAKS. The title taken from a great story sent in by regular listener Busher. We play 10 rock songs of the day and read out 10 listener letters over two hours. That's the routine. It's a rock show with added audio drama. We've been at this for years. We're fairly alright at it. We were bred mouldy but we were podcasting back in '87, when all other podcasts were just fields.  Seismic story contributor Busher is joined by Pastor Badpaw, Orpheus Telch, Mikayla, John Paul Slaney, Foggy, Macaroon and more of our dodgy correspondents who get their beautiful tales teased out on air by DJ Adgeen Byrne, unably supported by me; producer Tony Wilson. So please, let us tongue you aurally. Listen in, follow and maybe be a regular returnee, comment, contribute, say hi, and enjoy all of the current and future fantastic audio we dig up from our backwoods in Wicklow, Ireland.  We at Amplevoicepod also make ear-film comedy drama adventures where we submerge your ears in a sea of sound, putting you at the heart of the story along with our heroes. Bursting out original feature-length stories with over 40 titles and 50+ characters, all created from collaborative ideas and sculpted over months to arrive at the final mix. Check out Mount Pheasant, Frumpy Dumpster, ATRS, Panspermia, United Mutations, Mental Holmes and more!   © Copyright Amplevoicepod

Rejoice! The weekend is here! It's The Friday Rock Show No. 45 from Amplevoicepod. Two hours of rock, listener stories, explicit musings and nonsense. Remember the name. You'll have never heard as good before. This time The Friday Rock Show is here to react to all the absurdity happening in the world with a simple vote: will it be that a HARD BAGS IT or that a SOFT BAGS IT? What does it all mean? Who cares who bags what? But just what is the answer? It's the ultimate question of life, the Universe, and everything! Is it really '42'? No! It's 45! It's the FRS No. 45! And it's discovered through not much thought and in only about two hours. We on the FRS, me producer Tony Wilson and super stupid presenter Adgeen Byrne, decided to ask you, as if you could be trusted, to vote whether the five HARDBAG metal songs we play on the show are better or worse than the five SOFTBAG metal ballads we also play yis. Who bags the victory? Soft metal or hard metal? Listen in and find out. We've stories from our listeners; Baldy, A Foreign Girl, Kate Beckinsale (great fan of the show BTW), Jagger, Sean, Pastor Badpaw, Breeny Mox and even old regular Lindor talks about 'Twelve Inch Taylor'! Bidda fuk. Amplevoicepod make ear-film comedy drama adventures where we submerge your ears in a sea of sound, putting you at the heart of the story along with our heroes. Bursting out feature-length stories with over 40 titles and 50+ characters, all created from collaborative ideas and sculpted over months to arrive at the final mix. Streaming our oddcast now on all good audiophilic emporia.  © Copyright Amplevoicepod

Welcome to The Friday Rock Show No-47 - Moshtalgia 1986. It's the Friday Rock Show! It's 1986!  It's a 'Moshtalgia' special. Annamoe man Pat Shaughnessy joins us to deliver his unique interpretations of the classic songs that year.  Plus our dear listeners Jagger, Chris Whackum, Prince Nigel, Gerry Dixon and Tucker Peacock get their beautiful stories read out on air by DJ Adgeen Byrne and disputably supported by me, producer Tony Wilson. Mosh!  So please, come on in for a listen, follow and maybe be one of the very first to say; "I was there" at the start of something amazing in oddcasting.  Be a regular returnee, comment, contribute, say hi, and enjoy all of the current and future fantastic aural alchemy Amplevoicepod has to offer.  Bred mouldy in the backwoods of Wicklow, Ireland. Listen in, we're streaming now. Catch our ear-film feature-length adventures. Amplevoicepod make lovely sound-designed ear-film comedy drama adventures where we submerge your ears in a sea of sound, putting you at the heart of the story along with our heroes. Bursting out feature-length stories with over 40 titles and 50+ characters, all created from collaborative ideas and sculpted over months to arrive at the final mix. A tsunami of explicit sickness. Hope to see you here.  © Copyright Amplevoicepod

It's the Friday Rock Show live in Russia during the World Cup 2018, from the Fisht stadium in Sochi. Presented by Adgeen Byrne and producer Tony Wilson. We're ensconced in the bowels of the stadium for the England v Panama match.  We've got 8 fantastic full-foley listener stories from Payter, Berty Gock, The Weatherman, Baldy, Mauldy x2, Tucker and a fanatical one from Jagger:  "Last time we spoke I was alone in the world. Mocked and excluded for being a religious fanatic. I believed my Lord had forsaken me until the kindness of an old woman came to me like a candle in the darkness. Since then I have cut myself off from anyone who ever mattered to me in the world and live a monastic existence roaming the hills of Greenane by day and retiring to the shelter of my rented room by night. Late one night following prayers and meditation I allowed myself the comfort of a spliff as I sat down in front of the TV."  "As marijuana is one of God’s plants, the lord put it here for us to enjoy. I rolled up a fat one and settled down. After a few tokes I must have passed out for a bit on the couch but woke up to a startling announcement. The government were legalising the crime of murder for one night in an order to tackle the rising population and crime. All I could do was re-light the joint and inhale once again to calm my nerves. For the second time I must have went back to sleep to be awoken by the sound of warning klaxons. It had begun, already? I fell off the sofa and scrambled around for my keys to lock the place up. This wasn’t right. My own government condoning murder? I reached for the anti-depressants the doctor had prescribed me. Panic started to grip me...".  Hear the near 9-minute adventure into the heart of sickness from Jagger. Plus we've lots of great rock music from the time to nod your bonce to. So come in, scan your ticket and join us for a five-star five-finger death fishting in Sochi.  The Friday Rock Show No #46, live in Russia. Two hours of madness. Some online scribbler said recently 'twas the Russians that caused all the bad reviews for that last Jedi Star Wars film, I dunno, I've no fuckin' interest. Me and Adgeen were actually out in Russia and we met Kris who helped us speak the local, and I even got to punch World Cup mascot Zabivaka. He nearly split me forehead open with his bottle of Moskovskaya Osobaya. It was madness!  Anyway, down in Sochi they were all great craic. But back to that overblown sci-fi and occasional FRS contributor Professor Critic; he loves all the George Lucas shite, he cares a whole lot, but does he have faith no more as he lets rip his acerbic sneer on this most touchy of fanboy subjects? Usually over the last ten years the Professor just likes to pop up every time Jon Bon Jovi drops an emotional turd and duly murders him with words. But this time it's personal. Listen to this 7 minute desecration of The Last Jedi and 'evaluate the use of your own opinion' as they say in psychodiagnostics.  Only on the Friday Rock Show, live in Russia. In the Fisht.  © Copyright Amplevoicepod

I hurt now when I think of what I did. Not out of guilt or fear of discovery. But for not doing it sooner! I gave up life at 18. College, friends, adventure, all snapped away by the predatory comfort of a man 10 years older. My brain twisted to his very need. He was like a parasite. Then up the duff in a shot! Ah I don’t blame the Old Bruiser for the three lives he gave me, only for the one he took away. 19 years... But I made up for lost time in the last 9. I look one once again at Leo Hancock’s email for our school reunion. Thursday 5pm. St. Savilles. ‘Don’t Bring Partners’ Leo writes in capitals. Well that’s me sorted Mister! He still holds a flame, God love ‘im. Look at all those smileys. Thursday 5pm. Today. In two hours… Ah here! Shut that laptop Lindor! You’ve no time to root ‘round the past. You have to get ready! Put some lippy on! Tart yourself up woman! Hmm, I wonder would I fit in that little green dress now. Where do I have it? I’d say it’d be a bit too tight for me. But look it, everything is a bit too tight now. Not afraid to admit it. No ‘plenty on the table’ anymore! No steady income after the Outreach Centre shut down and I was going without dinners. The fear of frumpy dumpster still possessed me. And as I looked in the mirror those lines were getting longer. I’m not the vivacious 44-year old of two years ago that had men falling dead at her feet. I’m just a widower who is expected to slowly disappear from society. And what if I did? Leona has Donnacha. Rooster and Jarvis are off on their adventures and they all know about family bereavement. This bottle of Pimms and this box of Solpadine don’t want me to leave this house… And who’ll stop me? Noone! (Unscrews) Yeah. (Rustle) Do it. (Silence). Right! I know exactly what I’ll do. But first… .  I looked in the mirror. The old floral halter-neck hugged my undulating fat but I didn’t care. It was my green dress! I strapped on my black heels, grabbed the keys and slammed the door. I walked to the credit union. Hiya hun! Here’s me book, can I take out all the savings please! Outside I saw a bike leaning on a railing. It was unlocked. Idiot. That’s mine now! I giggled, and stole it. I wobbled inelegantly, picking up speed, wind fluttering up me chute but I was free as I bombed downhill and turned right. Into St. Saville’s Vocational School driveway. Memories flooded back as I freewheeled in. Horse Chestnut tree! Broken glass! Overflowing bins! Mouldy prefabs! Ah, plus ça change! But wait, when I arrived at the main entrance it looked all boarded up. When did this happen? Is it derelict? It’s Thursday 5pm. It’s St. Saville’s but no-one’s around. I hopped off the bike and left it on the rusty railing. In the corner of my eye I saw a laminated white sign pinned to the boarded up entrance. I walked up. It said ‘Lion Productions’. Where did I know that name from? Suddenly the boarded hording rumbled and it flung open on creaky hinges and I was face to face with an old flame in a ruby v-neck jumper! “Hello Lindaur!” he said in a resounding horn. Leo Hancock! Hi ya! Oh god! Is it really you? “Welcome to Lion Productions! It’s reunion night tonight!” he smiled. What? You work HERE? In the old tech? He told me St. Saville’s Vocational moved two years ago to a new facility up near the factory and he took this place over. “Come on upstairs, I have something to show you”. He took my hand. This was so surreal. We walked up the same old oak stairs that were now splitting, saw the same flaky beige paint that was all but peeled off and smelled the same must that almost made me choke. And Leo’s office was, I don’t believe it, ah stop! Directly across from Room 4! Oh my God! Leo opened his door. We walked in. Leo was some snazzy dresser with the creases in his tailored yellow chinos sharp as the angles on his freckled face. I inhaled the subtle smell of Clive Christian aftershave as he bored into me with his green eyes. Frumpy Dumpster is an Amplevoicepod feature-length Ear-film. A podcast with bite. The fateful story of Lindor Lamb, a middle-aged woman who has just about had enough of men. As a young woman, those were naive care-free days for Lindor, until that is when she encountered Payter Mayhem at Charry Marry Fun Park and school headmaster Sean Wrigley. Further anguish was caused by her husband, the 'Old Bruiser' himself. Frumpy Dumpster is a feature-length explicit and sometime farcical story from Amplevoicepod. We create original, scripted, character & plot-driven comedy dramas. We construct fully immersive HD audio adventures. More than just a podcast, we are the Voice of Pod.