This Rebel Love

With the cops hot on their tail, the Rebels fly across the American West in a desperate search for some quality time together. Will they rekindle the romance that's lain dormant during quarantine? Perhaps a little petty larceny will help to get their pulses racing. Things definitely heat up this week, and not just because we're coming to you from a literal sauna, inside a garage, somewhere in the reddest fringes of the bluest state. As we leave TRL Lockdown in the dust, the future looks brighter than ever.

We trash Harvey Weinstein and Trump because they deserve it. We may never go to Trader Joe's again. Applications are opening up if you'd like to join our utopian commune. And what the hell is Paul Rudd up to these days? Welcome to our brains on lockdown. It's about to get weird. So grab your machete: it's 1992 again, and you've got a chance to do it right this time.

From the floor of our living room, we confront the new reality of life in the age of Covid-19 and realize it's more vital than ever to explore how much love we're all capable of. Might the practice of deep self-love ward off the isolation blues? Join us as we get creative with our confinement, reminisce about our last trip to Bonetown, and maybe just save the freakin' planet. We're wishing you peace and patience as you navigate your own challenges during this global shift in consciousness. We love you!

We didn't know it then, but we were living and loving on borrowed time, writhing around in a puddle of humanity and gettin' some food whenever we liked. Just four outlaw Rebels, navigating non-monogamy together for the first time. Grab the pasta and hop in the tub because tonight, we pull two more chairs up to the kitchen table. Our lovers drop by for a visit.

Check 1, 2. MC C-Dogg is in the house and she's spittin' rhymes, until DJ Johnny J crashes the party and gets down to money business. There's some really beautiful stuff here, y'all... but we're not gonna lie, it gets a little ugly in this one too. Turns out, Old Married Couple is still squarely in our wheelhouse.

This episode is dedicated to our late Grammy, who taught us to speak our minds. She was a badass.

After this, there's no going back...

What have we gotten ourselves into? An unexpected sparring match ends in a draw. Caught out on Valentine's Day (ugh), the Rebels decide once and for all: we're just not swingers. John goes Method when Courtney goes MIA. We remind ourselves that sometimes it's just nice to be missed. And it feels like the first time again when we go on a hot date - with each other! - and sparks fly from an old flame. This crazy human experiment continues and you know what? We think it might be working...

Denver, Colorado. February 19th, 2020. There's no denying it: Rebel Love is in the air. Our lives are a movie - complete with its own soundtrack! - and we're the stars. From angry, triggering Tinder dates to marathon sessions in the sack, we're living it up in every way possible. John steps up to the plate with Crystal and speaks those three little words. Courtney returns to ecstatic dance and upgrades to Jamie 2.0. Apologies to all the Scorpios out there, but life is short and there's no time to waste.

Before becoming poly podcast moguls, these Rebels were just two crazy kids on a kismet collision course, destined for soaring highs and deepest depths. Listen now to the Saga of Courtney and John. Revisit the mystical age of the aughts where this rebel love story was forged from the remnants of bad dates and questionable fashion choices. You'll encounter John's drama mask (again!) and get another glimpse into Courtney's drunken dating past, plus a surprise appearance by our two favorite little humans.

The Rebels welcome a rad non-monogamous couple as their first guests and we all promptly get down to (risky) business. John breaks the rules, gets called out in public with his mistress and surrenders to a new kind of love. Courtney regrets sending a gushing overtext, and her roll seems to have slowed a bit... until a dark horse enters the race. Power is ceded and reclaimed, fellatio is interrupted and the infamous Love Letter returns...

Y'all, we needed a break! And we had to drive a thousand miles, for 15 hours straight - straight into the heart of 'Merica - to get one. And once we got here we thought, "Hey: what if we stop talking and let our listeners take over the mic for a minute?" This is a love letter from our Band of Rebels (are you in yet?) that just so happens to include a sneak peek at the third and final installment of our TRL: Lockdown series...

Call us: 720-446-6713, 3 minutes or less, and get in on the conversation...