The scandalous tell-all episode. Think of it as a series of politically incorrect tweets. It's all there: the Baptists, the bad Spanish, Facebook, the 19 days and 500 nights, the occult, the bloated Hollywood liberal elite, and forbidden romance.

LoveSongSucker Radio

Episode 5 :: For the Love Song Suckers

Episode 4. This ain't no one-night stand passion. This is the one you want to stop time for. With that one and only one that really lights your fire. Featuring one "discovery": Krasna's Note

Episode 4 :: To Iceland (Some Warm Words on a Wing)

The third episode is a triple play--a New Romantic classic, a new one about romance and museums and food called "Requiem Pour Un Patate", and an old romantic classic. Dedicated to my loving family across the world and adopted family here on this day of giving thanks for people like them. You all deserve the best love songs.

Episode 3 :: For the Fam

The second episode of LoveSongSuckerRadio is a "double-barrell buckshot"-one classic and one "discovery". Dedicated to my dear friend and collaborator the Prince Isthere.

Episode 2 :: For Prince Isthere

Our first Sunday Special, fitting (unfortunately, though) that we pay homage to one of the greatest songwriters, Mr Leonard Cohen. Also, a LSS original, "Let's Get Romantic".

Special Sunday Edition :: For L. Cohen

The first episode of LoveSongSuckerRadio, and a double feature--one classic and one original. Dedicated to M., wherever U may find her.

Episode 1 :: For M.

(transcription follows) If I even ever had a heart (what’s a heart, anyway?) it is now somewhere across the world (at least a piece of it) Carried by some smiling soul I hope it helps (the soul) I have little use for it (the heart) Usually it’s just a daily confusion about what to do with it So, since the morning she left (unlike a sad country song) She just made it light and bearable She left her hairbrush And took a heart-piece I’m wondering if this could be labeled “fair trade”… (I don’t know how they do business in her country-- And Lord knows I don’t want to be “culturally insensitive”) But it’s ok 'Don’t think twice, it’s alright' “Poetry” is just some funny way of putting words together So: I’ll speak as plain as I can And: It will be like one long comedy routine Like A.’s got my heart What’s got your heart? No, it’s who’s got my heart Who’s got your heart? Ah. . .but what’s a “heart” anyway? (We throw around that term like a baseball) Let’s move on now 'Don’t get me wrong, if I get distracted' Let me speak clearly Clear as an advertisement for an insurance company In these uncertain times, who’s got your heart? Or, as strong as a political slogan PIECES OF MY HEART OF THE WORLD UNITE! (ok, maybe that slogan needs some focus group work) Moving forward…(well, being carried forward) 'Aim straight towards those you love' As if moving toward (my old heart) Or maybe just creating (a new heart?) Or maybe, one day they will coincide, collide And make a new, improved hybrid heart In this world full of false hopes (Like a movie announcer: In a world, full of false hopes…) One man, tries to stay out of it all But wish the world, that I am in, and cannot help but be in Well (I wish it well) Well-Wisher...comingsoon! And I wish well the carrier of my heart (or the piece of my heart) This is just something for someone I met not so long ago Something for someone I hardly even know (Jeez--it’s sounding like a poem now) This something was bound to be interrupted But (so far) not by anyone else (Maybe I don’t know this Someone at all) Like How we like to think we know what we are voting for (Who we are voting for??) (Who are we voting for?) But we know we are shooting in the dark And we know we know we (humans) like shooting in the dark Just something for someone to know: Thanks for interrupting my life by taking some of my heart

Pilot Episode :: Something For Someone (with Interruptions)

For city walkers, bus and boat and train passengers, with trains of thought, with plenty of interruptions...interrupted by songs, mostly love songs--loose lines that infiltrate the mind--now we infiltrate the minds of love song suckers. We are all spies now. Spying on these lo-fi, intimate moments. All aboard, passengers--we're all just passing through, anyway.

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