High Anxiety

If this one posts, I've headed off to see if I can find grandma. About half way through, Grandma starts saying some very smart things about (the relativity of) age and being born and growing up. There aren't any great words to put here but I imagine we might have played one of these downer interludes we "wrote" at some point. I just hope it's not a downer for too long — this has been a long time coming, and I love you all, and I couldn't shake a lot of things that've clung forever. There's prob some more shit posted on my website / some audio and words, none important. Just know I love you always have and that there is so little lost. Just imagine someone making a truly off color joke at your moments of great seriousness and that's pretty much full me. Grandma will continue to appear here, production quality notwithstanding (I'm sorry!) but c'mon ain't she great? --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

A Jewish girl in seminary, teenage heartbreak, and what rhymes with sneezes? Also included: sexy names of the 1930s (acc. to Grandma). --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

hard to hear, but here's grandma talking about (lack of) will to live, and then: a shift! i was always amazed by her strength, especially as someone not always so willful. sorry the audio is so shit. (sorry for a lot of things lol.) love, a --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

In the last installment of the age/regret/choices sitdown from 2014, we talk about "best possible". (I talk too much.)   Competition and opportunity and validation and the Catskills. A clear grandma head on creating (professional) needs. Muddled grandson. (Bonus points for spotting unhealthy thought patterns!) These descriptions are hard to write. The book Grandma mentions wanting from me did come out in 2017, quoting a dream of hers on page 64. She'd typed up a few words from a dream she'd had and pasted them over the computer where she used to write: "Do something. Do something! DO SOMETHING!" It's a feeling we both knew well, handled differently or not at all. Could use some more grandma now, that's for sure. Love you all. Thanks for giving the spark of Grams more place to spark. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

Grandma sings the blues. Neither one of us were real born smokers but we did our best to learn. Happy 4/20 everyone, from me and grandma and the ash in the cracks of the Casio keyboard. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

It has been more years than there are pages in Grandma's first book, Elisabeth the Bird Watcher, from 1963. How did she become a writer? Picking up mid-cookie from last time: we talk about lives lived and unlived, and the idea of looking forward to looking back. Is it possible to regret the future? Also on menu: choices and avoidance, wartime and diamonds in the rough, doors and (garden?) paths. Who here likes yardwork? --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

The first installment in a long chat about aging and living (and dying) and life choices and regrets.  Toward the end, Grandma puts up with some real incoherence from her grandson, and then has a cookie.  --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

we improv'd this song at some point, for you of course. the idea was that any time we got really off track, lost the thread, we could splice in a Change The Subject song and get a hold of ourselves again. in the end, it's really just one twentysomething singing about birdf**king with his grandma before she turns 100. i'm sorry everyone. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

Our very first sitdown pipeside in San Diego. Grandma: is partly metal, harsh-but-fair, and tells a story you might've heard. Adam: gets told what kind of baby he was. (Leave any jokes about bluntness & blunts after the tone.) Music by the AI Chairman of the Board courtesy of Mel Brooks. Thank y'all tons for listening. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

Talking through one of grandma's (1920s) childhood fears. Recorded way back when Grams was a spry af 95: the movies, broken bones, grandpa the could-be killer, and the importance of holding hands. Featuring: music from Mel Brooks' High Anxiety, Artificial Intelligence Frank Sinatra, and a Casio keyboard from 1989. Thanks so much for listening. More soon. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

Ten years ago my grandma and I started recording a podcast. She was an author of children's and young adult books and poetry — absolutely natural storyteller and all around queen from Queens, New York, and the thought was: shouldn't the world hear more from its 100 year-olds? Answer is obviously yes, but trying to edit and put things together... the short of it is I got too anxious about doing it the "right" way to do it at any way at all.  So... this intro here is a bit of a potpourri — maybe that's the wrong word, smorgasbord? buffet? — of a few clips from our early sessions.  There's a lot of tape. I just wanted to know what you'd think of this. More? Less? Different? Theme song by an artificial intelligence Frank Sinatra: "High Anxiety". (See: Mel Brook's legendary High Anxiety.) Neil Patrick Harris reading Grandma's Slake's Limbo on Audible. - Adam (and Grandma) --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message

Here's a first minute with a legendary grandma. Looks like I cut & saved this seven whole years ago and just sat on it — sorry grams :/ Would you listen to more of this? --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/highanxiety/message