Sitting Under A Tree with Aidan Jones

I got back from the Adelaide Fringe yesterday after staying out all night on the last day, and getting picked up by The Boyssssss at 5am for the drive back. It feels good to be home, even in this, the sweaty armpit of Melbourne. Ever been cockblocked (or whatever the female version of that is?) by some fuckhead out trying to cut your lunch? I talk about that on here too, and my new strategy to dea...

This weekend I jumped the fence to WOMADelaide a few times with varying degrees of success, culminating in what was honestly one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life on Monday night. I'm super tired today, but I have a judge for the festival awards in my show tonight, so it's time to PERK UP!! Also drum circles are rubbish. LONG LIVE DOUG STANHOPE AND THE KILLER TERMITES!!

My god, today has been a fucking hideous day. I started this pod fuming about the amount of petty crap I've struggled through in the last 24 hours, then slowly calmed down while ranting about children's glue being made from horses and the reasons why I shouldn't be allowed behind the wheel of a car.

In the last week I've gotten drunk at some fantastic dive bars in Sydney in between doing some great shows there. I woke up on my mate Benger's doorstep one morning, and saw some people miss their flight at Sydney Airport. Beautiful. Also got to cuss out a racist homeless man. It was a great week!

This week I'd just landed in Sydney on red eye flight, slept for a couple hours in the airport and then walked across town with my bags to get to my mate Liz's house in Rozelle. I accidentally woke her housemate up at one point while I was yelling about podcast hosts who can't stay on topic. Sorrrryyyy!

This pod was hard work and I really didn't say a whole lot of anything other than a 5-minute rant about dogs, until almost 20 minutes in when I finally caved and realised I should have been talking about the one thing that I had on my mind, but had been trying to avoid talking about for the previous 20 minutes. Once I got that out, I mused on a great conversation I had with a friend about honesty...

This week on a special episode of Sitting Under A Tree, I sit down with my best mate Phil Portellos a couple days before my birthday and we drink a bunch of craft beers. We share dating stories, talk about trying to scam free shit off of multi-national companies, and taste a bunch of lovely beers. Music: City and Color - ....Off By Heart Ugly God - Fuck Ugly God

This week I recap the Australia Day long weekend including revelations from the protest, pat myself on the back for being two-and-a-half days sober, and look forward to my imminent firing (due to incompetence) from the cafe I've been working at for three weeks. Recorded from my room in North Melbourne.

This week I consider options for corporate blackmail to fund the pod, discuss the incredible whiteness of Dutch people, and the #blessed segment returns as I give thanks for meeting a douchebag American tourist who made me feel good about bullying. Recorded in my room in Melbourne (24/1)

I reminisce about the 90s British sci-fi sitcom Red Dwarf, consider whether it'd be possible to get instagram cam girls to watch my stand up, and at one point slip into what I can honestly say is a fantastic Northern English accent. Musical Interlude: Backbeat Soundsystem - I Spy Recorded walking around Melbourne on Monday night (15/01) and Tuesday arvo (16/01)

Recorded outside the Royal Exhibition Centre in Melbourne (8/1) and on the streets in North Melbourne (9/1).   I talk about contingency plans for being homeless, recap the best god damn curry I've ever had in my life, and the #blessed segment returns! Please send your own homeless contingency plans to AJ Taco on Facebook, or email me at crazhore@gmail.com   Musical Interlude: The Foundations - Bui...

Recorded in my room in Melbourne, the afternoon of New Years (31/12/17) and again once I sobered up three days later (3/1/18).   I talk about New Years parties, the machette in my room, and wish Logan Paul all the best after he ruined his career as a Children's Entertainer.   Musical Interlude: Auld Lang Syne played by Some Cunt With A Piano on YouTube

Recorded while walking around my grandparents' farm near Lucindale, South Australia. (24/12 &  26/12) I get real angry and start shouting in the forest about Air China and why they're cunts, talk about weird experiences in the scouts, and freak out running into a bunch of spiderwebs. Fuck the country hahaha.

Recorded in my room at my mate's place in Barcelona (15/12) and my mate Robyn's flat in London (17/12). I talk about AFL being shit, salesmen, and why nursing homes should have a free bar. Song Intermission: The Living End - Closing In

Recorded outside the Christ Church in Dublin, Friday night December 8, and while walking around Edinburgh on Tuesday morning, December 12. On the Friday night in Dublin I call out to some kids drinking on the street, and wonder why the fuck Spanish tour groups are still out at 8pm on a Friday night. Then in Edinburgh I reminisce about a great conversation I had with my friend Josephine THE DAY BEF...

Recorded on three separate days: from a train station (30/11), and a bench outside an off license (1/12), and from St Stephen's Green in Dublin (5/12).   I talk about having a shitty time while travelling, drinking in Berlin, and being brave enough to wait an extra day before washing your clothes.

Recorded in the empty bar at 8am in the KickAss Hostel in Edinburgh, Scotland.   I talk strategies for dissuading people from sitting next to you on long-haul bus rides, shit cunts snoring in backpackers' hostels and ways to covertly wake them, and being worn down by the grind of travel.

Recorded in my room in Melbourne just before I left for a one-month tour around Europe. I speculate on The Killing of A Sacred Deer was going to be like (Spoiler: it was GARBAGE), laugh about Italy not getting into the World Cup, reminisce about old-school shoplifting, and do a quick ad for Heenzo's Cough Diamonds.