Live and Direc' from beautiful downtown Bulwell comes another edition of the podcast that's cow-heavy and laden with all-Notts CHOON and all-Notts CHELP, absolutely zero mingyness and the trainers firmly applied to the anus. And that's the TRUTH, YOUTH...
If you don't know by now what LeftLion Radio is all about, then we're sorry, but we're not friends with you anymore and you can't play Dobby Scarecrow with us at Playtime. Nish and The K, the Barry and Yvonne Stewart-Hargrieves of Nottingham Podcasting, gaze out from their penthouse balcony o'er the city, utter portents of dread and, well, talk shit about Notts and arse about, to be honest.
As always, the language of the factory floor and the betting shop dominate the show, so if you're a bit mimsy about swearing or your boss gets the arse easily, play it low. Or stick your headphones on.
This Episode... The Post were obviously listening to us last episode, as they started mithering about how town is rubbish these days and ponce-bars are selling up. Tough shit, mate - that's what happens when you start treating the locals like a seasonal booty call. Gratuitous plugs for the LeftLion Extravaganza abound, along with K moaning about spiders coming in his yard, Ghostface Killah's reconstruction of Jumpin' Jak's on a Friday night, and local dogs who eat teenage girls' thongs and start chip pan fires. Also... K threatens to come to the LeftLion Pub Quiz in a purple leather crotchless pant-suit...NEW ISSUE OF LEFTLION...kids who play 'Jerry Springer' with Weebles...the most miserable, pissy-knickered day of the year...Halloween = Legalised Begging...the lead singer of Keane is a contemptible bell-end...why doesn't Kanye West adopt some poor white kids from Sneinton...K attempts to present the latter half of the show with an entire bag of Skittles in his mouth...and the Wollaton Clan: nothing to fuck with...
Oi! Notts music types! According to a recent scientific experiment, your band will increase your chances of getting some off girls by an amazing 231.87% when you get played on LeftLion Radio. Yes, even your drummer that looks like Pob. So what you waiting for, sucky boy? If you're local, you're unsigned, you're good and you're gagging to suckle at the teat of Mother Exposure, fling them MP3s over to radio@leftlion.co.uk. But be warned, we don't tek no mingyness...
Oi! Notts people with mouths! Fucking hell, Nottingham - have you not got computers and gobs or summat? LeftLion want to do a whole suite of NottsCasts, if you will, but y'all are acting like a bunch o' Yitneys. If you've got the time and the skills, get in touch and we'll help you get started. We'll even host the files and give you a presence within our very site, so stop fannying about and giz a shaaht...
Oi! People who aren't from Nottingham! Thank you for your interest in our beautiful city. If you’re not from Notts and don't understand why the scabbiest areas have the nicest names, or what a 'chelpy bogger' is, please noise us up and we’ll explain. We’re dead nice like that).