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Clouds giving way to mainly starry skies, a low of 58° tonite. Wind gusts of up to 22 miles per hour. Amidst estuary-roaming trilliums (of magenta hues), the conjurer is especially shimmering. Descending past the genesis, slowly devoured by vapors. If by chance you require an umbrella while updating your hard drive, I was gonna say the same thing.  Observations: Drenched (delicious)! A warm sky sw...

Eu un miroir? Ingredients: Nejsladší luční harfa, 1 quart of mercy nectar, cha cha beneath the tip-toe, to be honest i wished for a snowy lawn, lamp post piano pond, budu láskou (six tender pumpkin seeds), and yeah pixie dust (was always this pretty). Welcome to Episode One of Season Thirteen, fellow Venusian...the mighty thread of Babaji's water-wingz go "drip drip". Tunes by Jana...

During an etching of Twój Dom, your best friend does a somersault. June bloom, a countdown to the eclipse. Your flame or mine, McFly? Hanging off a star in nineteen ninety heart, I look to you and I see…everything. Sacred ingredients: epithalamium, elevator spaghetti, eleven inch earthworms. A mixtape for lunar twins celebrating the first day ov summer. Featuring nostalgic hymns by The Innocence M...

Xenophanes and astrologers gather 'round, as we delve into the dawn of an interplanetary phenomenon. Your request for reports on celestial forecasting have been gently transcribed. Join us as we talk a little bit about love while fluttering around the greenhouse. Collapse and collide in a pile of cassette tapes, if you happen to get thirsty.   We’ll also recite memories from a willow tree and...

On June 4th of the year 1639 planet Venus drifted across the Sun. This happening occurred seven times since that miraculous day. Crowned only by majestic passages, velvety vignettes invite vegetal affections. O! Let me pick nasturtiums from out your hair. The avalanche is sweet, a fluttering discourse for rainbow-tongued moths. In other wor(l)ds...blushing blossoms require certain pataphysical bea...

Yellow string around a ring; for the sphinx enjoys eating feathers at dawn. Whilst infiltrating numerology during a salty sunrise, Luna found herself mirroring Dorothy's ice lolly trick. Under a glass bell such incantations echo through her bones. So tease your television set with snow boots for byte-sized recalibration. 8:01pm, just seven minutes shy of the eclipse, why darling that's n...

Class is in session —and so we shall summon first the sweet tooth of the Baltimore Oriel. As a clumsy world vanishes we paint sunbeams onto our torsos. Make sure you’ve brought along your bag of tangerines. Add 12 oz of honeysuckle, Zuni Mountain lava, and a dash of enthusiasm. Storm-watch hiccups included.  Translation: the feast is about to begin. We'll reveal our favorite recipe for making...

Welcome to the first week of spring, fellow Venusian. Might a promising shadow reflect the fiery spores of our inner-most monologues? Fuchsia shaped syllables, Peruvian lilies, and a little Goethe calms those fertile floodplains.  What about modern-day hieroglyphs, though? Which elements of our day-to-day evoke sacred etchings in stone, that perhaps project a glimpse into our past. Teaching us abo...

The written word cradles the reader into an unknown universe. But what's it really like working in bookshops? Come explore a candid glimpse into the past as we reminisce on the preservation of the literary realm (circa 2012 and beyond). From speech impediments to retail blunders, celebrity sightings, and the definition of true kahm-uh-rahd-uh-ree in the workplace.  Dust bunnies for miles! Nie...

Wet your beak in the stream -Tomoko Tsuyama approves of this specific type of photosynthesis. Hypnotized by the whirlwind or, unraveling an echo? Faces called flowers reminisce beneath a blue sun. Polychromatic weather = inexhaustible hieroglyphs. Don't forget your lucky scarf. Translation: A mixtape for luminescent mornings or flapjacks at midnight! Twirling tunes by Miharu Koshi, Joe harvey...

Valentine's Day is just around the corner, so we’ve come to conclude that preparations are at hand. Sew your lucky sparrow wings onto the shoulders of your huney. But don’t stop there…paint circles at the very bottom of your toes and, gather your musical artillery. Just in case that magic moment takes place.  Join us here at the station for our first episode of Season 12, fellow Venusian. We&...

Class is in session. And, while you finish humming along to your jellyfish sandwich we shall explore J. Robinson's Ferns In Their Homes & Ours (circa 1878). We'll also conduct a heavy dose of research in the field of hypnotism. Ring the bell twee times if you're seriously sloppy about those honey covered sand-worms. Translation: Welcome to our first episode of 2026! It's he...

Once upon a time it was the end of the year. This being the case you deserve a break from your usual boring holiday -won't you join us for our final episode of 2025? We'll reminisce amidst the spectacular vortex and snuggle beneath cardboard mistletoe. Weather reports, updates to our greenhouse and recommendations for delivering acts of kindness are included. On the search for interplane...

The full moon has hatched, but don't be afraid...thee Oncidiums doth tumble steadily, smiling in a sense, drenching your pockets with their vanilla scented sludge. But words cannot express rhythmic visions for the orchid club hunters -clear skies tonight...although not for long. A massive cold front approaches so get out your umbrellas and join us wandering disciples of such a sacred endeavor...

Wild is the wind; a conjurer who descends and devours the chrysalis. Slither past the midnight hour with a belly full of starfish, why don't you? December is just around the corner so its best to prepare your senses…beseeching a playlist that may summon a crisp and crunchy solstice. Surrender beneath the setting sun if you so choose.  Translation: Welcome to episode #117 -which comes in a fla...

Reel-to-real tape recorder feeds predict the weather. What are the best methodologies for falling into a slumber beneath your windowsill? Try capturing storm clouds as humidity levels gain speed.  In other wor(l)ds, join us for a post-rainy day collection of velveteen ballads by bands such as Triptides, Holy Wave, Levitation Room, Sundots, Lena Raine, and others. Don’t change that dial as it ain’t...

Welcome to your Sunday night mixtape, dear Venusian. Tonight the planets align just in time for your frolic into the passiflora's aura —where we conduct recitations from a handful of books from our archive while finishing up a late breakfast. If you get dizzy, redial the illuminated syntax on the patio (egg, larvae, pupa). Serpentine jewels grant infinite wishes by chanting. Blackberries go &...

A whirling realm for nostalgia fiends -the broom closet was painted with permanent-rose hues. Possibly containing: a jelly-like substance (down the isle of lotus seedlings). An adored azure moon stuffs her pockets with hiccups. Once atop the self-pollinating balloon machine, colour me in; the vessel is about to burst. Tender sails with fiery faiwy-tailz hold hands beneath a ceiling fan. Hee(a)ling...

As the sun sets in the west, drift into a labyrinth of serenades led by the Chamrosh and his red-bellied companions.  Featuring music by Dalida, Gede Yudis, Wand and other tunes designed for a lazy train ride at dusk. After you microwave your sweet potato fries, add twelve beetles and the necessary mineral supplements. Two-step in the snow, glue low-lying leaves onto your feet. If you get feathers...

Weather reports and waxing crescent premonitions: if you howl at the moon through the belly of a guitar, access may be granted to the philosophy section.  Join us as we address our top go-to spooky films and indulge in breakfasting habits; add one ounce of butter and crocodile eyeballs. Do you get a little lightheaded when you chew on a balloon? Don't forget to blow your nose into a rose befo...

Do stones write poems? Just ask the twining roses who whisper Polish hauntology at the bend of the river. Making friends with the wind isn't so difficult, once you empathize with the linguistic roots from whence she casts her vapours. By the hand of the sphinx and the stars many dwellings, as the spiderweb spans the chasm with great appreciation. Translation: The second week of October has be...

A study guide for word-hunters! Hold on tight to your mechanical pencils. But, don’t forget the stock up on dolabriform larvae beforehand. “I’ll eat the entire bag shortly here”, said the dodecandria feathering the wheels. Brumbee Brumby? Just in case you’re looking for multiple ways to say perspiration. Adverb: caterpillar dolcemente.  In other words -join us for our last episode of Season 10 as...

Welcome to your Tuesday night mixtape, just in case you require an extra boost of euphoria to get through the week ahead.  Observations and recitations feature a glance into a curious book from 1928, exploring the research of F.F. Rockwell and his practical prognosis on preparing one’s dream rock garden. Sympathetic stones flavored purple (upon their perocity) encourage thirsty roots to charm thei...

Just our luck, an overnight thunderstorm brings about a plethora of dreamy tracks to help guide your hands towards the cookie jar. The starlight-induced speakeasy also serves cloud flavored pizza bites. A UFO sunflower seed blossoms proudly amidst atomic kittens with superpowers. Melancholy tunes by The Red House Painters, Jade Warrior, Vincent Gallo, Wet Leg, Townes Van Zandt and many others. Wel...

Tune in for spontaneous confessions and sugary spoilers, nostalgic two-steps, and a film recommendation that mirrors a little-known Polish track from the 1960’s. Crank up your motor, seed beds are humming, do the rain dance. Playing telephone in the honey field while singing in traffic allows for one’s worries to rest in the arms of a waltz —or, the bewitching collaboration between Laplante &...