Live from Parachute H.Q., it's a running monologue of all the things that are getting on our goats and fizzing our brains.
"Apparently Paul McCartney called Phil Collins “Our little Phil” once, and now they have some beef. Why can’t we all just get along?"
"Is it just me, or are we witnessing the death of the $2 op-shop bargain? The hipsters have sniffed out all the hidden gems. Shouldn't have been so generous with sharing my Swanson hotspots..."
"No-one dresses up for a show any more. Mate, if St. Vincent can invest in a bespoke toilet costume, surely you can throw on a pair of slacks."
"We’ve got new piccolo cups in the office, so now we’re all drinking miniature coffees in our huge fingers like giants."
"Gaga’s new track ‘Perfect Illusion’ is strangely good after a couple of listens. It’s weird hearing her team up with Kevin Parker, but good."
"Spotify Stalking (Spalking?), aka the constant monitoring of your mate's online listening habits in the hopes of catching a glimpse of a lost afternoon spent in the Spice Girls back catalogue"