Since Jeb and Nape went missing, nothing has been heard from them until now. Elsie Bantum bought an old cassette tape in a Brighton Tat Shop to record her thoughts on biscuits but she played the tape first to make sure nothing important was on it. What she found was Episode 4.5 of the Bearcast and she threw the tape out of the window in disgust. She was promptly arrested and the tape played in court as evidence. This is the recording.
Both bands failed to appear in court. Because they didn’t know anything about the trial of poor old Elsie. She’s banged up now. It was looking like she was going to get off with a caution but her views on jammy dodgers were just pure mental and she called the judge a pillock.
We didn’t do a Christmas Special type affair this year because:
a) Bloody Christmas
b) We were immensely drunk.
We’ve only just emerged from a pickled hibernation in fact and have no idea what time of year it is so keep the noise down, yeah?
But also: enjoy the first Bearcast of 2013! (unless we did one drunk one night. I can’t remember and I don’t believe Nape can either, he’s still a little worse for wear and stuff. I can’t even remember what happened in this episode to be brutally honest with you! I think we had a special guest)
We’re back! Recording in the back room of the Red Lion in Nape’s Wessex based local, series four has been brought to light courtesy of our good friend, and not an enemy with a memory problem at all, Doug the Landlord.
Thanks for letting us use the room, Doug! Most honoured. Still no idea where your DVDs are but I’m sure they’ll turn up and haven’t been destroyed in a bin fire that happened recently.
Welcome! Series Four!
More news, banter, kickin’ tunes, special guests probably, I dunno. Stuff! You know what it is and we give it to you with great pleasure, beer and cider too.
We recorded episode 1 of the fourth series of The Bearcast all successful like but Terry hasn’t edited the bloody thing together yet despite my repeated attempts to point at the computer while watching Bergerac DVDs and eating bacon sandwiches. It got to a point when I was halfway through the Sharpe boxset that he said, “What’s wrong with your arm?” so I guess he’ll be on the case very soon. This weekend in fact! Or I’ll burn his comics.
We’ve even got a nice new website in preparation for it all. What do you think?
There’s a new series of The Bearcast coming. I don’t know when! But it will happen. That is a solid gold fact on platinum toast and you can quote me on that. Returning co-host Nape will be returning to co-host and that’s a fact an’ all! He doesn’t know it yet but I got him to sign a lifetime contract so he’s got no choice really.
All the previous episodes are safe and sound and can be found over there on the menu on the right.
If you haven’t heard any of it yet then that’s pretty unforgivable so you may have to buy me a pint to make up for it. And listen to it of course.
There’s trouble in the world of The Bearcast. The hosting place has decided to drop all podcasts hosted with them like a shedload of shitty bricks without any warning whatsoever.
This almost resulted in me losing some of the shows we’ve done! But thanks to the quick thinking of Nape’s skull stuffing, and his computer having stored ‘em, all the episodes are well safe. Just, sadly, not public at the moment.
Plans are being pondered though and there will be a place for ‘em soon enough but in the meantime if you want to relive any of our shows then you can either wait for a bit or give me a yell, and a pint of beer, and I’ll see what I can do.
In the meantime if you ever see anyone at all who has anything to do with the running of Mevio, punch them solidly right up the bracket yeah?
‘ello! The Bearcast continues with this very finale of a seventh episode in the current run.
In a remarkable feat of organisation I actually got these notes done well ahead of time! All ready to upload and everything. Eey!
Jeb and Nape return to inform you of their mind thinkings, observations, reviews, interviews and a couple of bangin’ tunes thrown in for good measure and perhaps a soup-song of revenge… Eey!