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 ›
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 ›
It’s like a wave that comes over me sometimes. I just think about the show and I get this feeling in my chest, a little week in the knees, a bit flush in the cheeks. You’d think it was a… Read more ›
Ok…I know you’re probably tired of me talking about how much I like it when we’re together. But it’s true! And I keep telling you how much better everything is when we’re together. I mean, yeah, I could do it… Read more ›
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You all know by now that I love a good storm. Almost any kind of storm. And a storm once the weather cools…well, you know that a fire is in order. Luckily I carry my own with me where ever… Read more ›
Those hours we get to share are some of the best hours I have. If they weren’t so perfect, I wouldn’t feel like there are never enough of them. And I probably wouldn’t need to keep coming back for more… Read more ›
What’s the point of the show anyway? Why would I ever want to get together with you and not have you feel like you’re all wrapped up in the silkiness of the silliness? How could I hold on to you… Read more ›
If I can’t be where I want to be, I’m going to think about being there. A lot. It’s what I do all week long while I’m waiting to be with you the next time. I plan. I scheme. I… Read more ›
During our time together, I don’t like for it to be too bright. I don’t want it to be totally dark though. I mean, after all, I need to see what I’m doing. How else am I going to hit… Read more ›
There’s no doubt about this kind of thing when it comes to me. You’ve read way too many of my ramblings over the years about me and rain and thunder and all that. Yet somehow these days I love it… Read more ›
