You're listening to Nick Depalo on the Riotcast Network, riotcast.com.

Hi everybody, how are you? That's right Nick. Move the mic towards you.

Damn wit. What's going on? Happy holidays, Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, Ramadamadengadankwanzalioli, and all that other shit.

Hey, thank you James Wright right at the top for a very nice contribution. I appreciate that pal.

You guys have been very generous with the contributions as well as subscribing. The number is still going up.

Something good's happening here. We will win this fight. We will. What fight are you talking about? You know what?

Fucking fight I'm talking about. I hope you do because I don't. But nice to talk to you again kids.

What is going on in the world?

I don't know, little holiday chair. I mean come on. Christmas is Friday? Is it? I don't know.

That's right folks.

My dad recorded this in the early 60s right after he married my mom. He lived in a little shitty house in Springfield mass.

Then moved to Manchester, no, after that. That's actually true. Actually those locations.

And they migrated from Italy. Mussolini had just taken power and ended up 25 miles north of Boston.

My grandfather, you know, 90%. Oh, that's dirty.

There's no need to spread. But now you should know blow.

You can't be imagine springstein wrote this. I thought it was kind of cheesy for him.

Guys known as a poet, but this was a little below the belt my opinion for springstein.

He was on, you know what? All right. Enough of that shit.

Did you see springstein? I know. But what bastard after he sings the song, he's like breathing like a fat fuck.

Just ran up the flight. It's just is. I laugh every time I see, you know, little Stevie van Sant, they're playing guitar because he's not Stevie van Sant to me.

He's Silvio Dante, who runs the butter bing. That's who's playing guitar. That's the character. When I see it, I laugh my ass off.

It would be like seeing Don Coyleone playing bass, but sticks to some shit with that fucking mug of his.

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