Underwater Sunshine

In which the boys celebrate Adam’s “road trip” with an epic paean to travels and travails in song.

In which our heroes dig deep into the hip-hop hit-making majesty of The Neptunes. Pharrell Williams & Chad Hugo rocketed out of VA Beach and changed the course of hip-hop and popular music forever. We dig it. You should too.

In which we really dig deep into some incredible music that just came out last week and start a rumor that I’m quitting the band after this tour by never once even mentioning the possibility.

In which the boys ponder the meaning of life while facing each other across a vast distance and - on the same day you read these words - Adam makes a cameo appearance (get it) on the world’s BIGGEST podcast…The Adam Carolla Show!!!

In which our heroes continue to examine the art of the background vocal and James realizes that not every bluff is a Bløf.

In which a complete lack of imagination and/or moral fibre leads me to name a series of podcasts on background vocals after my breakfast.

Seriously…but, if you look on the bright side, there’s nowhere to go but up from here.

The next one will probably be called “Famous Last Words"

In which we celebrate today’s release of Handsome James Campion's new book ACCIDENTALLY LIKE A MARTYR - THE TORTURED ART OF WARREN ZEVON. The long-awaited collection of essays arrives with great fanfare and pomp into the arms of a grateful nation. And we - here at the Underwater Sunshine Podcast - join them in a rousing "HUZZAH!

In which our pal Rasheen Smith’s Instagram story ignites a Heatwave resurgence (not to mention an inability to decide between two ridiculously awesome podcast titles) and then we come out and endorse our dear old friend Tyson Meade for Congress in the great state of Oklahoma. Other than that, not much happens but we talk a lot about Joan’s and Joni’s and bid a very sad farewell to Scott Hutchinson.

In which, in the wake of the war and the devastation that followed, the boys reflect upon the journey and I secretly wonder how I would look in a cape. And then...we swing.

In which the boys just sit around and yap at each other about shit they love. Plus...why is nearly everyone named Rose? What aren’t they telling us?