Times Before Can Be Forgotten

While scary movies may not be a favorite musing for the pod, looking backwards always is. Solo-podding (monologuing in the marsh) again is our lonely host who can’t get out of his own way this month and get the real talent of the pod on-air. So he reminisces about 80s Halloween costumes, the connective tissue between horror films and another 80s childhood phenomenon, and looks back on which movie...

Three Connerys gather together on the eve of the 2025 baseball playoffs. Twelve teams, one World Series winner. Wait, there are three wildcards now? Ok, lots to parse through—including three World Series matchup predictions and no consensus whatsoever between them.

The original TBCBF lineup is gathered at Studio 48, extolling the virtues of Miami Vice, free speech, and comparing the ‘25 Patriots to the ‘24 Red Sox. Join us before the FCC shuts us down!

The original TBCBF lineup is together again at Studio 48, continuing their commitment to talking about nothing. The acting of John C. McGinley, the evolution of hat collections, transgressive memories of Garbage Pail Kids—all this and much more is celebrated in this latest episode of Times Before Can Be Forgotten, which the Filipino Podcast Review calls, ‘a podcast.’

The Three Connerys made an experiment after surviving getting caught in the gears of a combine. Watch the original Naked Gun, go see the new one in theaters, and report their respective findings live on a pod. There was a 50/50 chance they’d do it, but only a 10% chance it would happen. The result? Listen and see.

Forty-six minutes of Point Break material, that is. With Corey on the DL, Sittnick is doing the work, crushing tape, and ready to show everyone why he just might like Point Break more than anyone. Join him (and Connery) for an all-time breakdown of one of the best cinema scenes of all time.

“You think you’re better than me, Connery?!” Definitely not. But I’m solo-podding in the marsh again and controversially brooding over ten things that I like more than you like them. Listen along, then prove me wrong.

As promised, Sittnick, Corey, and Connery made it to Studio 48 before the end of June to talk about turning 50–and whatever else they want.

Not thinking for yourself has never been easier. Connery’s solo-podding in the marsh again, doing the reading so you don’t have to. Later today, he’ll be back at Studio 48 with real starpower. Til then, we’re talking about books in a way that’s not normal.

This is our best work—simple pleasures, weekend plans, self-improvement, friendship, and Joe-tani.

The Connerys Three are together again for 50 movies in 40 minutes. Adam is on the hot seat fielding a long list of 80s and 90s films to decide if they are hall of famers or garbage, nostalgia or—God forbid—something he’s never seen. They litigate, argue, and name which of the 50 comprise their respective Mr. Rushmore.

Through gambling, I learned I was just smart enough to know how dumb I probably am.

Even in 2009, social media was deeply tiresome.

The apex and decline of American dissent in novels with a nod towards 21st Century film franchises.

A romantic and unreasonable glimpse of going off-grid, circa 2009.

What to watch: a man getting hit in the crotch with a football or a beheading in the Middle East.

A 2009 piece as to whether or not the UFC would transcend marginalized status—with some help from the kids from Stand By Me.

A never-ending spring rendered in the summer of 2009.

Sixteen years ago—new grad and no hope.

Deciding to begin a blog in 2009: Vonnegut and TV Guide movie descriptions.

Back when the podcast was a blog, we’re traveling 15 years and more than 500 spoken-word essays—all 1,000 words—about processing the age we live in through movies, sports, pop culture, literature, ideas, Boston, nostalgia, travel, and free fucking speech.

Corey, Sittnick, and Connery journey back to a time when books were the most important thing there was (if you were alone and bored with nothing on TV and before you owned any kind of a video game system).

When Caldor wanted a new look, they called Times Before Can Be Forgotten. Before the fucking Internet, the Wild West of Content was the UHF band. The Brothers Connery fight Terry O’Reilly, run through a haunted house with Moe, Larry, and Shemp, and put the Fabulous Moolah in a Camel Clutch to remember everything they can about the magical UHF.

We’re not even going to try and explain it. Join Corey, Sittnick, and Connery for The Dead Draft. We apologize in advance.

One day you’re shooting hoops outside the garage and transcribing the March Madness bracket onto poster board—the next day you’re lamenting how the University of Puerto Rico ended up in the PAC-10 and listening to the tourney on Westwood One AM radio for the sake of nostalgia. Join Joe, Adam, and the other Connery for a look back at all things Big Dance.