The Human Guinea Pig: Bone Machine Holiday Special

Wow, folks! Tom just made his 70th revolution around the sun. The Holiday Season is upon us, and we finally release Brad Smith, our very own Human Guinea Pig from the chamber after more than 9 months sequestered with only chocolate confetti, water, beer and Bone Machine to try and digest. As you well know, there's no telling what he's going to say, but here's a teeny tiny spoiler alert: Tom's masculine face ain't moanin' at The Waffle House! Happy Holidays to you and yours!

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Being There: Carlos Castaneda, Particle Physics & Where They Keep The Clocks

Bill, James, Cheryl, & Da Scherm skip the four play, fall in love all over again, then get right down to business: from four A's to A.A., from New York to Paris, they even skirt the subject of women interpreting Tom's allegedly shamanistic heart. Scherm The Revelator then lets a big ol’ cat out of the bag, immediately opening a whole new can of worm wranglers. That's right folks: states are altered, reality gets bent, but what can we say except...long live Tom Waits, Primus & Puddles Pity Party!

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Major League Orcas: The Sardine Run, Jesus' Blood, & Arjuna's Dilemma

What's the point?! Bill & James & The Scherm run amok diving deep down into The Sardine Run, in search of big answers, and instead devour everything in sight. They emerge not sated at all, finding themselves Starving In The Belly Of A Whale. Take THAT, Jonah! As you've come to expect, folks, they forthwith espouse upon the Hard Ground, mental illness, redemption, higher love, Sweeney Todd, and a little blessing from Bill's Bible: The Black Rider.. R.I.P. Daniel Johnston...long live King Kong!

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Totally Tom III: N.A.S.A., Primus, & Preservation Hall

Third time’s the charm and Totally Tom III has it all, folks! From Hip Hop to Gospel, Progressive Rock to the origins of Jazz itself, it features a remarkable range of Tom Waits’ guest appearances. Once again, pushing off without a paddle, a map, or any idea of what either of us has brought to the journey, we fumble through the dangerous waters of musical genius without a wet suit and emerge dry as a bone. That's a lie. We're totally soaked! Feel the Flow.

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