Smutclub 1990

We’re back for another episode, albeit a little late, but nevertheless we are powering through and bringing you more hot garbage tabloid content from the literary gem of the early 90’s, The Picture magazine! This week we learn of a relatively true recount of a noise complaint made between a Melbourne brothel and a neighboring dance studio, complete with pictures of the children who take lessons there. In a Smutclub 1990 first, we manage to track down one of the people from today’s article, going as far as getting her voicemail! How exciting indeed.

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This week’s episode we unpack another gripping yarn, courtesy of The Picture magazine, where we tell the tale of the disgruntled and enraged taxi driver, Max, and his unsettling and bothersome passenger. We try our hand at some amateur voice acting, and we find a slur printed in the opening sentence of the article. Shortly after, we move onto another edition of Home Blokes, where we discuss three unfortunate men and their unfortunate little tockleys. Wonderful stuff.

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Chonka chonka chonka, the chonk-train has left the station! We’re back with another chonk-filled episode, as we unpack two of The Picture’s trademark tabloid articles. First, we learn about a no-hope punk band from the UK, by the name of Wat Tyler, who went dakless in an effort to parody Madonna’s nudey book. Then, we learn about some Italian bloke who’s carrying on the Kama Sutra’s legacy by printing sex positions onto chocolate, which is apparently the only way forward for books. We attempt to solve world hunger at some point also. Enjoy.

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This week the boys are unpacking another infamous Sez You section from The Picture magazine, chock full of reader submitted content. We’ve got a real mixed bag, ranging from a grandiloquently worded critical essay from a faux intellectual reader, right down to shit tattoos and pictures of genitalia. We’re onto our precious few remaining articles in this magazine, before we get to crack the seal on a freshly acquired smutrag. How exciting.

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After a lengthy hiatus, the boys have finally made it back down the garden path and into the warm welcoming enclosure of our father’s shed, to perseverate once more on the indecency, obscenity, and ribaldry of The Picture magazine. In this first episode back, we learn about hero biker Randy ‘Animal’ Nelson, a reformed criminal who has now turned to a life of charity. Despite having hung up the sawn-off shotgun in lieu of a more benevolent candor, we learn that Animal still has a penchant for the occasional dirty work - particularly once a month. What began as a fairly tame article has really taken a disgusting turn. Good to be back.

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Another week of reader-submitted content from the subscribers of The Picture magazine. This time, readers are penning their questions, quandaries, and quagmires to resident nympho and columnist Sonia. We’re joined by returning guest, comedian Marcel Blanche-de Wilt, lending his vocals to the voice of Sonia, as she solves a very concerning sexual issue surrounding the use of a blowtorch and a seltzer tablet. Truly one of the most fucked things we’ve experienced thus far in the podcast, followed up by a bedroom proposition from a rather well-built regional town minor. Unhinged lunacy of the highest order.

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This week the boys crack into the archives of Japanese mythology, which has somehow found its way into the middle of an Australian softcore pornographic magazine. Joined by comedian Jack Druce, we discuss the myth of Amaterasu, albeit greatly butchered by a severe use of creative license down at The Picture HQ. We dance around a couple of outdated slurs and grey areas, all pretty business as usual when you are reading the crookest magazine ever published. Enjoy x

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The boys are back, sans guest this week, finally recording from our secret headquarters in Brisbane, away from the prying eyes of our parents. This week we learn of a semi-legal risque operation called Book-N-Act, operating out of the river city itself, that caters to the grey area of making physical contact with erotic dancers. More disgusting behaviour from Queensland, and a real grubby relic of yesteryear. Please enjoy with caution x

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We’re joined in the shed this week by local shed enthusiast, garage advocate, and proud owner of every Makita product ever produced, Kel Balnaves! We have another edition of My Funniest Fuck to unpack, featuring glow in the dark paint, rooting on an airplane, and both doggy AND normal style sex. Final week at Adelaide Fringe for the boys, and this episode is a real crook one as always, thank you for joining x

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It’s time to combine two of our favourite pastimes, nudity and basic mechanical repair, as we crack into one of the most poorly written and frustratingly uninformative pieces of writing in existence. This week’s article is the biggest pile of shit, but we do find a couple of diamonds in the rough. We’re joined with Melbourne comedian, Frankie McNair, recording from the Adelaide Fringe where we have all lost our minds and parted with significant amounts of cash. Please enjoy x

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