A gleaner's garland, abraxas bop.
With hallucinatory monologues, unreliable narratives, the laziest of journalistic inclinations, and occasional Artisanal Flarf™, host Scott Pinkmountain attempts to excavate the unconscious, tunneling through the superfund-grade dirt beneath the abandoned strip mall built upon the sacred burial ground, with nothing but his bare hands and a fading expectorant-green glowstick bracelet (stolen from his daughter's bedside) clutched between his teeth.
Each episode stands alone unless otherwise noted. (Episodes 1 and 7 are recommended starters)
Legal Disclaimer:
Higgenbaum's Mitzvah is a eulogy for the hyacinth rainbow. The throttlebottom doo-dah at the flicker-flame's trial. Cattywampus yawp, ninnyhammer's neigh. Elegiac dirge of the Anthropocene's twilight, echoing through Shadow Gulch. Canceled event horizon. Extinction boogaloo, debacle bacchanal, hot mess hecatomb. The jitter-glitch shuffle fiasco at the last-gasp hosanna potluck. Warble.
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A gleaner's garland, abraxas bop.
With hallucinatory monologues, unreliable narratives, the laziest of journalistic inclinations, and occasional Artisanal Flarf™, host Scott Pinkmountain attempts to excavate the unconscious, tunneling through the superfund-grade dirt beneath the abandoned strip mall built upon the sacred burial ground, with nothing but his bare hands and a fading expectorant-green glowstick bracelet (stolen from his daughter's bedside) clutched between his teeth.
Each episode stands alone unless otherwise noted. (Episodes 1 and 7 are recommended starters)
Legal Disclaimer:
Higgenbaum's Mitzvah is a eulogy for the hyacinth rainbow. The throttlebottom doo-dah at the flicker-flame's trial. Cattywampus yawp, ninnyhammer's neigh. Elegiac dirge of the Anthropocene's twilight, echoing through Shadow Gulch. Canceled event horizon. Extinction boogaloo, debacle bacchanal, hot mess hecatomb. The jitter-glitch shuffle fiasco at the last-gasp hosanna potluck. Warble.
A gleaner's garland, abraxas bop.
With hallucinatory monologues, unreliable narratives, the laziest of journalistic inclinations, and occasional Artisanal Flarf™, host Scott Pinkmountain attempts to excavate the unconscious, tunneling through the superfund-grade dirt beneath the abandoned strip mall built upon the sacred burial ground, with nothing but his bare hands and a fading expectorant-green glowstick bracelet (stolen from his daughter's bedside) clutched between his teeth.
Each episode stands alone unless otherwise noted. (Episodes 1 and 7 are recommended starters)
Legal Disclaimer:
Higgenbaum's Mitzvah is a eulogy for the hyacinth rainbow. The throttlebottom doo-dah at the flicker-flame's trial. Cattywampus yawp, ninnyhammer's neigh. Elegiac dirge of the Anthropocene's twilight, echoing through Shadow Gulch. Canceled event horizon. Extinction boogaloo, debacle bacchanal, hot mess hecatomb. The jitter-glitch shuffle fiasco at the last-gasp hosanna potluck. Warble.
