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Jon and Rich lay off the opiates and cheese to squeeze out this data dump of dope funky hype jams. Rainy days and ghosts haunt the hallowed halls of bit-rot and vomitous regurgitation. If you can stomach it you'll find diamonds in the roughage at Select BGM.

Pop some nicotine and let the Nite Brite cosmic scenes put some parity error into your wavetable. We're here with another week of generous entrees of bad news music guaranteed to put some pep in your step. Big snort! Discard the merkin and pull out the blue porcupine spines and yellow things with a magnifying glass to kick some ass with us at Select BGM.

Sho'Nuff is bringing the magic of Scheherazade to your turf so it's time for you to Leroy-up and become the Last Dragon. Jon and Rich will bring a selection of ghetto blasting tunes for your clash at Demonhead and play-by-play the bout with questionable, racial commentary. It's all in good fun here at Select BGM.

Like a gift from the heavens we have decided to come back and impregnate your ears with the best, most effortless 50% we can give. Lay back, cross your eyes and let the throes of iehova tear up your guts at Select BGM.

We are back for one special show. Come say goodbye and if you want to see over the console to the glory of Hale Bopp then we have a bunk for you.

This episode is anything goes because after four years, 125 episodes, and 1500 video game songs played - Jon and Rich are stepping back and taking a sabbatical. We thank all our faithful listeners for sticking with us and look forward to coming back next year with a new show. Or not. Either way, Select BGM in its current form is finished having provided over 125 quality hours of entertainment. Seinfeld only gave you 70 hours so we're way better than Seinfeld. Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen... Good Night!

From the heavens shone a light, and then he stretched out his arms and died on the dance floor. Might sound like a cool story bro, but it's a fact that what you think is real life is sometimes just a ruse perpetrated by angels of the innocent type, but mostly by the ones who boast of their large heavy metal riff collections. Join us on this badly executed ride because it's fire in the gym at Select BGM.

The days people are proud of are the ones where they were young leeches on society and had a free ride. Spirited and sassy rebellion is a youthful right and not something that flatters aging rock stars. Raise up a toast and salute those who have always kept it simple, or have learned to move beyond their intricate systems of absurdity. Whether it's butter side up or on the rocks, it's all the same. Nothing wrong with reminiscing though, we won't do what you tell us at Select BGM.

If you think Coke is it, then the Pepsi Generation would like to have a word with you. Enjoy your Fresca or Tab if you are one of the beautiful people but know that everybody hates your guts. Can't decide, then top up on your meds because you're obviously bi-colar. Crack open a can and hit the battlefield for an effervescent onslaught with Select BGM.

From the backwoods Jon and Rich bring you a strange brew of forest green, ocean breeze, and witch's essence to make up a vat of chip and orchestral goulash. Dig a hole and keep leaf ready as your stomach may not yet know of these different exotic flavors. Simple times call for stupid measures, and that's what we bring this week. Order a pizza, kick back and get ready to groove to the groan of Sheepsquatch at Select BGM.