
Rochester, NY's Sound of Tomorrow is the most fun you can have in orbit. Join Heather, Ross, and all of their radio friends for a journey into the future of comedy, current events, music, movies, comics, and other stuff we love.
Rochester, NY's Sound of Tomorrow is the most fun you can have in orbit. Join Heather, Ross, and all of their radio friends for a journey into the future of comedy, current events, music, movies, comics, and other stuff we love.
The temperature is cold but the Sound of Tomorrow is HOT in today's new episode!! Ross has tales of seeing Madonna and, wow, was she great!! And get your bingo cards ready (DON'T do the drinking game!): Got a list of all the stuff Trump is promising to do if (when) reelected in 2024. Will any of the items dissuade the Trump voters in Heather's life from casting a ballot for him? Probably not.
It's the Sound of Tomorrow! For those of you who care about moon stuff, it's the first new moon of 2024 on 1/11/2024. Get your black salt ground or whatever it is you have in mind. In today's episode, we're talking about Madonna and all the gross ageism and sexism directed so openly toward the ultra famous, talented, and successful mega-star. Also--we're mad at the Pope. Go figure. Til next week, stay aroused, Space Cadets!
It's a new year and a new Sound of Tomorrow! Or, not really.... we're still up to our usual antics. In this exciting first show of 2024, we're looking up arena sizes and talking about big show, we've got some generational commentary, and we're debunking NPRs projected tech trends for the new year. Also, Heather really is horrible at fantasizing.
We're ending 2023 right, Space Cadets, with an extended cut of us talking about being aroused. It's the show kick off you've been waiting for! Then into some Resolutions Lite, some really sad bad scam updates, and a little climate cheeriness to end on a high note. Thanks for sticking with us the whole year through and we'll see you all again in 2024!
It's solstice time, Space Cadets, and don't forget the last full moon of the year, the Cold Moon, on Tuesday December 26! On today's SoT, we've got solstice facts and proof of Heather's ever unraveling grip on the nature of time. We've got the confederate monument. And we've got yet another new scam!
Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the SoT is still delightful. On this week's episode, we're talking about tipping, we have some updates and musings on dogs, hey, yo, don't donate to The Salvation Army! They're all around bad! But we have a few suggestions for better places (Heather here with a note: The South Wedge Food Pantry is now called The People's Pantry if you're looking for it.). Stay warm, y'all, and remember: everyone just wants cash.
It's that time again--time for new Sound of Tomorrow! In this exciting episode, we're talking about travel! We're talking about odds and ends! That's right: we've got friendliest cities, we've got the word of the year, and we've got Norman Lear. What we don't have is Heather's voice but that's ok. She's just hoarse from all the laughing.
It's cold in Rochester, NY, Space Cadets, and you know what that means! Ross and Heather are CRANKY!! We're worried about new respiratory illnesses--especially the canine one. Ross doesn't like that Heather and her [made up author name here] guy say The Blue Zone is a lie, and Heather's somehow got it in for any blankets that aren't on a proper bed. Get ready for 6 more months of our frozen flailing!
Guuurl.... It's a new Sound of Tomorrow and, in a headline that smells a little like James Madison's crystal flute, we're talking about the uproar and outrage about the recent reclassification of Roman emperor.. empress? Elagabalus. And also the fabulous utopia Elegapolis, werk! More nuanced and interesting is moving onto a discussion of Louisa May Alcott and her many times over stated male identity. Heather learned a lot today, that's for sure! Closing it out with a bit on more scams to watch out for and into the night we go!
It's a new Sound of Tomorrow but Heather has the same old cramps. Or, different? Worse? Or the worse ones are back? Perimenopause is something else, y'all. We'll check with Suzanne Sommers and get back to you. Otherwise, we're mostly talking scams and punching teens with a little AI throw in to spice things up. The Beatles are overrated! Come at us. We're in fighting shape from punching all those teens.