Check out the new record about records for Record Store Day from Bubbles in the Think Tank! We started in 2012 when we decided to make a record about records for Record Store Day. Listeners past and present came together… Read more ›
You bought me a junior once. We were stunned that they’d only let me have 4 ingredients. I’m way too greedy and needy for that. So you made them just keep piling on and on and on. Then I ate… Read more ›
I only know what’s groovy because I listen to you. Once I figure out what one of you likes, I figure you can’t be the only one so it must be good. I’m sure you’ll tell me if I’m wrong.… Read more ›
I always smile when we get together. No matter what kind of mood I’m in, it is always instantly improved by us. And how could it not be…all wrapped up in the silliness of love. Until it happens again, we’ll… Read more ›
Sometimes I fall right over. For lots of reasons. You’ve possibly witnessed them all. But no matter why it happens, my only hope is that the right bed with the right pillows is there to tuck me into some silliness… Read more ›
My mother once remarked to the January Fairy of her ability to go sleeveless in any weather. At the time, I didn’t have that ability. But as I have become “a woman of a certain age,” it has become much… Read more ›
I know. It’s not the right picture. But sometimes I have to let perfect go in some places go so I can get it in others. Like nights where that rain arrives. And it’s coming through the window onto a bed… Read more ›
I’ve taken to turning the lights down in the studio like I used to. Way way back in the moist cavernous bosom of the majestic Alms Hotel, I would even pack in my own lights so I wouldn’t have to… Read more ›
Thanks yet again to our favorite Not Belinda, Chuck U. I go running about and he’s there for us, making sure you get the silliness you require, even in my absence. But I have to say, that I always appreciate… Read more ›
As Fred Boak, our Associate Producer and Valet (when Chandler is not using him), said, “We have to go with this title just because it’s Freddy.” And so it was. The Harem, all together, all staring at each other for… Read more ›
I’m looking for you all the time. Hoping you’ll just pop up wherever I am. Online. At a show. Walking around aimlessly the way that I do. But no matter what, you’ll aways pop into my mind when I’m letting… Read more ›
I don’t remember the last time that morning didn’t show up too soon. And that’s not necessarily like me. Morning is great. Awake but still sleepy. Aware but still dreamy. And, if things are as I want, the perfect chance… Read more ›
Yes. My knees shake and get weak and quiver and click and straighten and bend and kneel and and and… But it’s all to get to you. Maybe you should soothe them with silliness rather than making me do it… Read more ›
It’s true that I get a little confused sometimes. I keep going around in circles with no idea how to get myself back in line. But then we get together and everything levels out and the silliness flows. Then I… Read more ›
When we’re together you can run around wearing whatever you want. But you know as well as I do that we have always maintained that you should be in the nude for maximum listening enjoyment. It makes the stick shaking… Read more ›
One of my most favorite things I do in my life these days is ‘sock duty.’ It’s something that I can’t even explain here (or probably anywhere), but it’s one of those things that I never want to miss, one… Read more ›
I try to make you shake your stick every week. I know I do in my own way whenever we get together. That is just one of the millions of reasons I dig being with you. Hopefully this archive will… Read more ›
And that’s just what Chuck U aka Not Belinda tells you every time I leave. He takes even better care of you than the WMFO Freeform Automatron. So enjoy the archive of his latest excursion into the land of silliness.… Read more ›
I’m like a lake sometimes. I limpid pool of love. I grow damp in the studio just as much from the heat as knowing that you’re listening. I like to splash around in the silliness until all of you around… Read more ›
Who’s making who the fool? I love the nighttime. I want to be awake for more of it. Or at least aware of the best parts of it. Things get quieter. The dark feels cozy. I’m more attentive. At least… Read more ›
I’m not old enough to remember it, but the B’s Knees have been around since around 1800. Although in the beginning they were considered insignificant (and really, who among us did not have insignificant knees when we started), they have… Read more ›
You couldn’t doubt that I’m satisfied, could you? After this many years and I keep coming back…what else could I be? We all know that radio receivers convert radio waves into electricity. But the electromagnetism generated becomes diffuse with distance.… Read more ›
I’ve been getting a lot of comments lately about the way I whisper and sigh on the air. But I’m sure you can imagine how good it makes me feel to know that you notice. It’s just my breathy way… Read more ›
I get ideas. Then I like to push them as far as I can. We both usually benefit from my scheming…rarely does it go wrong. But it always gives us the chance we need to be together, to experience as… Read more ›
I guess there are really only a handful of things we do together. Sure, I’d love to do more and more often, but sadly there always seems to be some limit to us. Not that either of us want any… Read more ›
It really doesn’t matter what we do or where we’re at. You always seem to be able to use your powers to get me to do your bidding. At least that’s how it seems sometimes when I’m doing the show.… Read more ›
You know how I like a good tuber. I like them loaded. I like them naked. I like them hot. I like them cold. I like them raw. Crispy, salty, creamy, lumpy. Even a few days old. I like to… Read more ›
Bubbles in the Think Tank Records is pleased to announce that we’re making another record about records for Record Store Say 2014. Scheduled for release on Record Store Day 2014 (Saturday April 19) 7 Inches & Other Delights will be the followup… Read more ›
When I was a kid, I was totally into putting on shows. I never so much wanted to be in the front, I was more the impresario type. I’d convince teachers to let me put together a play. I organized… Read more ›
