POMP’s Afterlife – What’s Up?

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Just because I don’t leave my house, doesn’t mean drama escapes me. This week’s show is a throwback to Hate the Radio. It’s a more personal recording in the vain of POMP sessions. I don’t plan on doing these very often, but from time-to-time I will release them as I deem appropriate.

In this show I share two stories with Alan Lock, one about a home invasion in Colorado that my wife was involved in, and the other one is something I have never talked about publicly. I have close friends and family I’ve never even shared this story with.

So sit back, and try to enjoy a 32 minute confessional I call POMP’s Afterlife – What’s Up?

Music:

Brad Sucks – SoS (cover) w/TheHipCola
Brad Sucks – Gangsta Love
Jon Lajoie – Everyday Normal Crew

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I’m just trying to make sense of all this strife … Welcome to My Afterlife.

Houston, Texas

It’s no secret that I left New York in 2003 only to return from Denver in 2006. I did not move back here out of my love for black people. I did not move back here because I enjoy mass transit. I didn’t even move back here because I wanted to make $3 an hour less doing the same miserable job. This time without all those pesky bonuses and vacation days.

I moved back to New York for one reason: RaY Castaldo … I mean Hate the Radio.

RaY had a good job and was unwilling to relocate. Al was living in his parents basement, and changing jobs more often than I change my boxers. I’m not kidding. And I was confused and alone in Denver with seemingly nothing left to lose.

The prospect of moving back to New York was exciting. It meant doing the show together under one roof, and doing it live on ThereIsNoRadio. It also meant being around friends again. Having fun, stability, and doing something creative that we all enjoyed — and that’s what we did for six months.

And now it’s over … so I’m out and I’m gone.

I want to officially announce that August will be my last month in New York State. The money is saved, the Penske truck is reserved, and on August 31st I’ll be making the 1700 mile trek to Houston, Texas.

Why Texas?

Because it’s not Syracuse, New York. It’s also far away from this miserable fucking house, where no one likes each other. We just co-exist. I love big cities, and Houston is huge. It’s also warm all year around, and it gives me the opportunity to do something productive with my life again. Something fun. Something creative.

I’d give anything to have something like that again.