Podience, I was under the firm, but mistaken impression, that Falsetto talking in the company of one, with free reign on all content, and complete control over the delivery of said content was the only way to podcast. It is proving to be fanatically fun, with a side of fstars frenzy, as a result of these free form dialogues and undying laughter in the company of beloved guests on these Chemohawk Podience Guest Sessions! Today, your obligatory Falsetto introduction is brief in length, but memorable in material as we make way for the real gem of today's episode: special fstars guest, Brother Clint! Today, he will elaborate on the closing chapter of his last moments of the appalling company, what he eagerly awaits in retirement, and he reveals the jaw-dropping, shocking revelation that he is somewhat surprised we have become such lifelong compadres. Our dialogue is as educational as it is inspirational. This kind man flew from the Lone Star Fstars State for this session, and it does in no displayed, shapely form disappoint. I appreciate Clint, you appreciate us, we appreciate you, Podience. Unwind, with us, the nightly burning, churning daily grind. -Falsetto

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience, far we have come, to these Chemohawk Sessions-- we succumb, so close we have become. Welcome to another Chemohawk Podience Sessions session. I am thrilled to be here with Red Devil in tow. Today, I provide an audacious, applicable segment; I can feel my salient points resonating deeply with you loyal listeners. I provide enviable examples of how to properly tell your superior to get fstarsed. If the solo session with me is the surf and turf: pristine fillet coupled with spicy bacon-wrapped butterfly shrimp laying in a boat of cilantro butter, then the session's third act, with Red Devil at the mic table, offers the dessert-riddled conclusion. What is the dessert? Red Devil food cake of course... hahahahhaa. Now, we will expertly speak on: our new project, how to give a shiz and make a palpable difference, a comparative example between abortion and a white-collar closed-mindedness. Relax, let Falsetto's words flow, and feel the good points glow. -Falsetto 

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience, if they bleed, you can lead them. Also, where there is a workplace need, so too is there jerk-space for more greed. Have you ever considered a leadership post? Do those in present power take the time to entertain you replacing them... or working with them in tandem? Remember that synergy is a lie and it is, in fact, a seven deadly synergy. Today, my favorite bi-colored, unruffled fellow, Othello, receives a belated shout out; fortunate for me that cats don't display the same sensical understanding of time as we humanoids do. I also express praise to a long-ago coach, in my nugget, and an unexpected RIP, post "Falsetto Out," for a sightly, muscle-bound Spartacus actor who died from cancer years ago. This session will show, or remind, one how to lead, and how to be led, properly. Unwind, with me, the poorly led daily grind, dear listeners. Grab that grind by the ear and steer both of you towards a direction of utopia... not dystopia. I wish you luck, and if you are lacking in Irish blood, you might just need it. -Falsetto. 

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience, it may prove easier to provide tangible results on an fstars environmental or geological impact study, than to measure the impact you make, or might make, at your WC company. The behavioral based performance review is diaper-wrapped, set ablaze garbage because somewhere between the corporate manifest destiny and your evaluator vying for top spot in covering their own fstars a**, your actual, factual impact gets lost in the scatterbrain shuffle. I challenge you to remember your value and mark each milestone impact impression along the way. I am here for you, Podience; but, more importantly, you are there for you. As always, I pepper the episode with some quotes and film/show comparisons. The personal nugget is a hybrid in that it is both for me and about Wam Bam MotherF****** Kam and his premier podcast release: Audible Ally (available now on Spotify.) It takes two things to burn down this fatherf******, dear listeners, appropriate fuel and an inspiring spark. I like to think it was Falsetto who encouraged Wam Bam Kam to podcast, but it was Wam Bam Kam who kept Falsetto going. Sounds reciprocal to this carbon-based voice for sore ears. Unwind, the uninspired daily grind, with inspiring stamina. -Falsetto 

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience, remember when we spoke on you feeling like an imposter with imPOSTERIOR SYNdrome? Not only is it a cardinal white-collar sin, and insidiously puts the syn in synergy, but I reveal in today's episode that feeling an imposter is mostly not your fault! There is this WC cancer that infects, multiplies and convinces its hosts that they're suspect and, their own hard work, they should reject. It is what I call tier gaslighting of the corporate persuasion. You have likely experienced this firsthand or observed it in startling detail with a colleague. Today, we will nab it and nullify it until it is effectively neutralized. Many apropos quotes await along with an uplifting nugget. Unwind, with me, the daily grind, and this tier gas, let us dissipate, in tandem, as we clear the area and make the air, and our workplace space, more breathable. Happy early Halloween you grotesque gentlemen and ghoulish gals. Listener beware and prepare-- for white-collar warfare. -Falsetto

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience, have you ever suffered an accusation labeling you too strident in your stubbornness or of being overly loyal? Taken or shelled out in appropriate doses, they can prove real virtues, but an overdose on either can manifest into the anesthetizing of a friendship, co-worker relationship or of your own sense of reliable direction. If you remain too stubborn, then you morph stubborn to stubburn, bridges, burn! You may burn a bridge, or several, if you remain stubborn in your approaches, actions and accusations. How will you retreat back to the other side of this metaphorical shore when your self-ignited conflagration renders your escape hatch of a bridge tattered and moot? Today, I will share a story of a stubborn hero, of sorts, I will dabble in the Korean, Vietnamese and Japanese cultures, and bless you with the unholy refreshment of not one, but two personal nuggets! Unwind, with me, the stubborn daily grind, until, like that cinder-riddled bridge, it is nothing but a distant memory. -Falsetto

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro track, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience, we have reached the biblical numeric of 40! This terrestrial rock we casually inhabit may have had to learn the undersea art of snorkeling for 40 days or so, but at episode 40 of Chemohawk Sessions, we are breathing good, well and fine. Welcome to an episode that offers a remedy for the toxicity of a dumb*** WC committee. Here, I will remind you how amazing Michael fstars Keaton is, I will recite a slew of insightful quotes, and, per usual, make obscure, but fitting connections to shows and films. Are you a paid slave with no voice and, sadly, not speaking for the voiceless, Podience? It is ok if you are; many find themselves in that political workplace committee plight. Let my Falsetto voice sing some soothing tunes for you as we unwind the daily grind. Be kind, Podience, as you unwind, and listen to "Killer" by the ambivalently attractive FKA Twigs at the end of this session. -Falsetto

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro track, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience... boo! Did I scare you? It was a well-intentioned fright attempt, I assure you. Today, you will note the unsettling music at the onset of the episode, laden with foreboding. This session is meant to accomplish three separate tasks: to frighten you into aural submission, to offer an audible sacrifice to the ghoulish Celtic pagan gods, and to give you a loose script of things to tune your ears toward in the future. Falsetto Prophet will traverse many conversational pathways as we roll right along, dear listeners. From writing to history, slick flicks, and cancerous misery, an abundance of alleyways will be traveled. Happy premature Halloween you scorned specters, or do you prefer misunderstood monsters? It is 2022; new ghouls, new rules. Podience, revel in delight... you're in for a fright. -Falsetto

Podience, do you lack the will to lead? That is perfectly satisfactory for you may intentionally sidestep leadership roles as they neither tickle your fancy, nor are they a poison you pick. But... a lifeform who is in a leadership role better fstars lead, have the sac to make gut-wrenching decisions and exude a compassionate inclination rivaled only by their shrewdness. Today, I utilize snippets from the great thriller film: All the President's Men and moments from Band of Brothers in tandem with a novel I am reading on the very subject, Ronald Speirs, and his unforgettable leadership! Do I expect your white-collar buffoon of a carbon-based, crisp-collared M&M to sprint into the fray, behind enemy lines, batting away German potato masher grenades? No. What I do expect is for a leader to participate in self-reflection, self-analysis, and self-deprecating, when appropriate, to evaluate and re-evaluate their position in the corporate calamity of WC affairs. Be a leader. Lead. Do not be ensnared by the trap of greed. Unwind, with me, the daily grind, and if your boss is Lieutenant Dyke from BOB... you are in a real fstars bind. -Falsetto 

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) Tune in soon for my first episode of Whiskey Wednesdays with Wam Bam Kam. Drink up, Podience. 

P.S. #2 (Procrastinated Statement Number 2) *Intro/outro track, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.

Podience, it is a recurring treat to be your steadfast Falsetto Prophet host. Are you adept at observing the ineptitude of your corporation? If so, both in being adept, yourself, and maintaining a keen eye for inefficient, wayward colleagues, this Chemohawk Session was composed just for you. Today, we will elucidate the topic of Value Stream Mapping, elimination of workplace refuse, mic drop grand quotes, and compare a fully functioning workplace to the lean introduction of the 80's action thriller: Predator. Not only do I adroitly encapsulate a Predator dialogue, but I concomitantly incorporate a Predator related tale into my personal nugget. Soon, I will be embarking on a new book in the audible digest of Chemohawk Sessions with my main man Wam Bam Motherf****** Kam. Whiskey Wednesdays commence soon, and as that warm whiskey soothes our throat and gut, our hot topical dialogues promote scuttlebutt. I am, in a word, excited. Unwind, with me, the daily grind. Listen to this at first light or after twilight, whether tired or wired; I am here to steer you to a safe sanctuary far removed from the diabolical, draining workplace. -Falsetto 

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro track, Island Dream, courtesy of the artist, Chris Haugen.