The Friday Rock Show - No-46 (In The Fisht)
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It's the Friday Rock Show live in Russia during the World Cup 2018, from the Fisht stadium in Sochi. Presented by Adgeen Byrne and producer Tony Wilson. We're ensconced in the bowels of the stadium for the England v Panama match.  We've got 8 fantastic full-foley listener stories from Payter, Berty Gock, The Weatherman, Baldy, Mauldy x2, Tucker and a fanatical one from Jagger:  "Last time we spoke I was alone in the world. Mocked and excluded for being a religious fanatic. I believed my Lord had forsaken me until the kindness of an old woman came to me like a candle in the darkness. Since then I have cut myself off from anyone who ever mattered to me in the world and live a monastic existence roaming the hills of Greenane by day and retiring to the shelter of my rented room by night. Late one night following prayers and meditation I allowed myself the comfort of a spliff as I sat down in front of the TV."  "As marijuana is one of God’s plants, the lord put it here for us to enjoy. I rolled up a fat one and settled down. After a few tokes I must have passed out for a bit on the couch but woke up to a startling announcement. The government were legalising the crime of murder for one night in an order to tackle the rising population and crime. All I could do was re-light the joint and inhale once again to calm my nerves. For the second time I must have went back to sleep to be awoken by the sound of warning klaxons. It had begun, already? I fell off the sofa and scrambled around for my keys to lock the place up. This wasn’t right. My own government condoning murder? I reached for the anti-depressants the doctor had prescribed me. Panic started to grip me...".  Hear the near 9-minute adventure into the heart of sickness from Jagger. Plus we've lots of great rock music from the time to nod your bonce to. So come in, scan your ticket and join us for a five-star five-finger death fishting in Sochi.  The Friday Rock Show No #46, live in Russia. Two hours of madness. Some online scribbler said recently 'twas the Russians that caused all the bad reviews for that last Jedi Star Wars film, I dunno, I've no f****n' interest. Me and Adgeen were actually out in Russia and we met Kris who helped us speak the local, and I even got to punch World Cup mascot Zabivaka. He nearly split me forehead open with his bottle of Moskovskaya Osobaya. It was madness!  Anyway, down in Sochi they were all great craic. But back to that overblown sci-fi and occasional FRS contributor Professor Critic; he loves all the George Lucas shite, he cares a whole lot, but does he have faith no more as he lets rip his acerbic sneer on this most touchy of fanboy subjects? Usually over the last ten years the Professor just likes to pop up every time Jon Bon Jovi drops an emotional turd and duly murders him with words. But this time it's personal. Listen to this 7 minute desecration of The Last Jedi and 'evaluate the use of your own opinion' as they say in psychodiagnostics.  Only on the Friday Rock Show, live in Russia. In the Fisht. From Amplevoicepod. Streaming our oddcast now on all good audio-philic emporia: https://ample.podbean.com/ https://podcasts.apple.com/ie/podcast/amplevoicepod/id1479166024 https://overcast.fm/itunes1479166024/amplevoicepod https://open.spotify.com/show/5OwWoulD6Zn3zlbg0IxZpL https://www.podcastrepublic.net/podcast/1479166024 https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/amplevoicepod https://www.spreaker.com/show/the-voice-of-pod https://podcasts.google.com/?feed=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuc3ByZWFrZXIuY29tL3Nob3cvNDA2Mjk5OC9lcGlzb2Rlcy9mZWVk https://castbox.fm/channel/id2364392?country=us https://player.fm/series/amplevoicepod-2541878 https://www.listennotes.com/podcasts/amplevoicepod-amplevoicepod-zCpPSZ4vq9I/ https://soundcloud.com/amplevoicepod https://www.mixcloud.com/Amplevoicepodcast/ https://blubrry.com/amplevoicepod/ https://play.a
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