Fuggcast

2 Identical turds drop from the brain-anus. On closer inspection, one is large and sloppy and the other is small and firm. They both stink and are best avoided by sensible persons who would rather listen to podcast about patio or would rather scrub patio whilst listening to podcast about patio.

This episode is a strong jet off piss, washing away any remaining listeners. WARNING: It's a bit smuttier than usual, and a lot looser. If you like your Absurdist Comedy to be clean and tight then look elsewhere.

When 4 short, tubby lads from Liverpool, started playing really fast rock and roll music on instruments made from an assortment of vegetables. When 4 friends with underbites and medieval haircuts called themselves 'Beatles'. When Chris, Flumbo, Michael and Quin and the 17 invisibeatles.

It's just a bit of fun guys. You know that by now. A dishevelled, wild eyed man sticks various items from kitchen cupboard on his face and calls it art?

Britain's number one Absurdist Comedy Podcast continues it's downward trajectory with a fresh helping of pustulous comestibles.

'It must be Groak' Is the new album by Sam Langley (me). It's a real piece of work and is quite good to listen to if you like 15 second songs about Steven Spielboy, Blue sauce, Red sauce, Anthony Head, Head Chef Andy Head, Tom Cruz and Medieval haircuts.

25 years in the making, this is a collection of deeply personal 'songs' that will make you cry out for something more accessible. Why did it take so long? Well it takes 9 months to make a baby and, sometimes, it takes 25 years to create a masterpiece. All the music was composed within 2 hours, the lyrics took far longer.

Every song has a story behind it. The concept behind 'You saved Hollywood's ass' came to me on Holiday in the South of France. I'd gone there with my grown up step-son Bennet for a bit of Father-Son bonding. Unfortunately it rained the entire time we were there and so we were confined to our windowless one room apartment. There wasn't much to do except read through the enormous pile of glossy magazines that I had brought, and it was whilst thumbing through a copy of Grazia that I stumbled upon an article that would inspire me to write this world changing anthem.

Steven Spielboy and Tom Cruz haven't always seen eye to eye. Their relationship has been somewhat turbulent over the last 20 years and it was a wonderful surprise to hear the diminutive Director praising the diminutive Actor for 'Saving Hollywood's ass'. As I just mentioned, I was both surprised and delighted. 'Well well well', I thought to myself. 'Wonders will never cease'. And then the next thing that I thought was: 'Jeseus, I'm hungry' and I went and made myself a pecan butter sandwich. Later that day, I recalled the article and once again wobbled my enormous spherical head. 'Well well well' I thought (and perhaps even muttered to myself') and then Wham! It hit me like a big strong boxer man hitting another slightly smaller boxer man: This would make good song.