
Sign up to save your podcasts
Or


Teabags, this episode has me locked in on all things music as I welcome Robbie Meixner to my kitchen table to shoot the shit about music and art being the throughline of life. Robbie also talks about cool cobra drum pedals, why making art for money sucks, friendships rooted in a mutual love of ninja turtles, and how concerts are a connection of souls.
During our yap, Robbie and I go back to our MTV days. And because of MTV and my own musical throughline, I have what I call “lyric brain” which means my brain autofills song lyrics (and often movie quotes) when I hear certain phrases or combinations of words. So when I say that we “go back” to MTV – my brain also says that I went back to Cali, to the USSR, to the high life, to the grill again, to where I once belonged, and most importantly, I recognize that I wanna go back and do it all over. Those of you who get all that, get me. And you’ll probably get Robbie, too.
Get cozy!
This week's small business spotlight is on Umber Chocolates.
Find Umber Chocolates on Instagram / Threads: @umberchocolatespgh
Find Umber Chocolates on Facebook: \umberchocolatespgh
Order Umber Chocolates at www.umberchocolatespgh.com
NOTE: My sincerest apologies to anyone whose ears are easily irritated - it was a really windy day and I live in a fucking wind tunnel. So for the first probably 20 minutes, I assumed the "knocking" you can hear in the background was a rattling door. Turns out, it was the welcome sign that hangs on my door. I removed that about halfway through the recording, and your ears can rest from that point on. Jesus, Karen.
Intro riff by Dale Lytle (concert husband).
All content edited (I use that term very loosely) by Karen Shaak.
By Karen ShaakTeabags, this episode has me locked in on all things music as I welcome Robbie Meixner to my kitchen table to shoot the shit about music and art being the throughline of life. Robbie also talks about cool cobra drum pedals, why making art for money sucks, friendships rooted in a mutual love of ninja turtles, and how concerts are a connection of souls.
During our yap, Robbie and I go back to our MTV days. And because of MTV and my own musical throughline, I have what I call “lyric brain” which means my brain autofills song lyrics (and often movie quotes) when I hear certain phrases or combinations of words. So when I say that we “go back” to MTV – my brain also says that I went back to Cali, to the USSR, to the high life, to the grill again, to where I once belonged, and most importantly, I recognize that I wanna go back and do it all over. Those of you who get all that, get me. And you’ll probably get Robbie, too.
Get cozy!
This week's small business spotlight is on Umber Chocolates.
Find Umber Chocolates on Instagram / Threads: @umberchocolatespgh
Find Umber Chocolates on Facebook: \umberchocolatespgh
Order Umber Chocolates at www.umberchocolatespgh.com
NOTE: My sincerest apologies to anyone whose ears are easily irritated - it was a really windy day and I live in a fucking wind tunnel. So for the first probably 20 minutes, I assumed the "knocking" you can hear in the background was a rattling door. Turns out, it was the welcome sign that hangs on my door. I removed that about halfway through the recording, and your ears can rest from that point on. Jesus, Karen.
Intro riff by Dale Lytle (concert husband).
All content edited (I use that term very loosely) by Karen Shaak.