“So what is it?” “I’ve never seen one before, no-one has, but I’m guessing it’s a Dwarfcast.” “A *Dwarf* cast?”
“So what is it?” “I’ve never seen one before, no-one has, but I’m guessing it’s a Dwarfcast.” “A *Dwarf* cast?” “Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. A podcast sucks drunken incomprehensible blathering out of the universe: a Dwarfcast returns it.” “So these people are spewing shite back into the universe?” “Precisely.”
So this is basically the equivalent of the Craig Charles-less cast commentaries, because we were without Ian Symes, who hadn’t turned up for some reason. Probably because he’s a twat. However, making up for that, the Dwarfcasts are graced for the first time by the chunky Yorkshire tones of Danny Stephenson, who joins John Hoare, Tanya Jones and myself, Seb Patrick, to talk about an episode with which he has a particular connection. What is it? You’ll have to listen and find out, won’t you?
And yes, for the record, before anyone points it out, I am now aware that Paul Robeson was American, and also not just a singer. ALRIGHT?