Friday, 29 August 2014
Doctor Who is back! Yes, Science Fiction's great behemoth has returned and, even if over the past few years we've seen that the great beast start to look a little shabby, and even if we've glanced into its innards and seen some stuff in there that doesn't quite seem healthy, and even if this extended metaphor isn't really working anymore, still Doctor Who is back! And that of course means that your trusty Eleventh Hour Podcast is properly back, even if that only means that two guys have to be in the same place together (physically or electronically) drinking Pepsi Max and devoting at least a little time to the programme in question.
At one point you probably shouldn't have held your breath (ho ho) in anticipation of a new episode, but Joe and Chris have actually managed to fulfill these relatively minor conditions. Here we go once again, then, for some ramblings on 'Deep Breath', the episode that makes our name really, really out-of-date. What did we think of it? Well, expectations can be high, especially when a well-known furious Scot is piloting the beast (stop that - Ed.) but let's say this much: if we had started our podcast now we probably wouldn't have called ourselves the "Deep Breath Podcast".
Anyway, enough of this gay banter. Join our loveable idiots once more as they try and sneak in wrestling chat, reference a song referenced in the MST3K episode 'Soultaker' and once more make fun of our loyal listeners. It's good to be back, baby!
Listen to DEEP BREATH
And, this time, the image is from kissthemgoodbye.net
Friday, 8 August 2014
EPIC SOD ZERO
That's right: the Doctor Who podcast with the out-of-date name is back! The podcast that nearly had all the love for Doctor Who bashed out of it during the previous two-year-long 13 part series is not dead yet!
You probably know the score about episode zeroes by now: no music, minimal editing and - and this is the big difference - a more lax attitude to information relating to later episodes (only officially released information is covered, however). An interesting balancing act when, for the first time, one of us knows basically nothing and the other knows far too much thanks to Marcelo Camargo. If we're being honest, this was mainly an excuse to get us up and running again, and we hope few of you will begrudge us this opportunity.
So, once again join Joe and Chris as they find out whether tears are enough (they are not), if Heath Slater could possibly beat Seth Rollins (he can), whether you should go tell your dad (the horny dude) and finally which one of us is a bona-fide bastard (it's Joe).
Listen to EPISODE ZERO.4
Friday, 21 March 2014
Your EHPodcast pals are back after the traditional delay that follows a standalone special episode of Doctor Who. Have two of them in a row and the delay grows to enormous proportions. See? It's clearly not our fault.
Anyway, plug in and enjoy as we talk about The Day of the Doctor and The Time of the Doctor. Hear about Joe's face-to-face with Steven Moffat at an industry event and Chris's brief encounter with a more famous Chris in the Drill Hall toilets.
Joe talks philosophy, takes a phone call and continues to dig himself a personal hole using the power of the spoken word. In turn, Chris makes the mistake of attempting to reference Booker T's infamous slip-up at at WCW's Spring Stampede 1997, with unsexy results.
The images are once again courtesy of the marvellous Grande-Caps.
Listen to THE DAYTIME OF THE DOCTOR, guy.
Saturday, 23 November 2013
That's good to hear, because this episode is going to test the mettle of even the the most ramble-happy, Who-diverging crowd in that it's basically a catch-up chat wherein your hosts briefly talk about seven minutes of extremely good Doctor Who action in the shape of the Night of The Doctor mini-episode starring what's-his-name.
So, join Joe and Chris as they create the hotdog pizza helpline, cannot pronounce the surname of a long-standing listener and challenge industrious, voyeuristic listeners to both construct a timeline of Joe's personal life and define Chris's employers just based on the clues given in previous episodes.
Lazy voyeurs will also be happy to know that they can learn of Joe's personal habits when working from home just by listening to this single episode.
Men mentioned include Cliff Burton, Trace Beaulieu, David Boreanaz, Van Ling, Bo Dallas and - funnily enough - Paul McGann. Give it a spin!
And remember, THREE layers of pizza recursion is nonsense.
Image, once again, courtesy of Grande-Caps
Listen to WAFFLECAST incorporating NIGHT OF THE DOCTOR!
Sunday, 18 August 2013
"It's not gonna be him" is how both Joe and Chris responded to the rumours that Peter Capaldi might be cast as the Twelfth Doctor.
It's not quite up there with weatherman Michael Fish's 1987 comment regarding the possibility of an incoming hurricane but it's pretty embarrassing. On the plus side, we feel our error is less likely than Michael's to be used prior to thousands of amusing smash cuts to hurricane footage on nostalgia programmes about the 1980s, but we guess time will tell on that front.
Nevertheless, Capaldi it was. He is an actor with a long and varied career on stage and screen but who also played Malcolm Tucker in The Thick of It and so his long and varied career on stage and screen is generally ignored.
Can he replace this typecasting with another bit of typecasting, like Jon Pertwee attempted to do with Worzel Gummidge? We are ready and waiting to find out.
Listen to THE TWELFTH DOCTOR
Wednesday, 29 May 2013
Introducing ERASMUS and SONIA as THE ELEVENTH HOUR PODCAST!
Only joking, but we had you going there, didn't we? We didn't? Ah well. At least would explain why this episode was so late, and be more exotic than the real reason (Chris, writing here in the third person, is very lazy).
Anyway, that was Doctor Who series 7b. A bunch of question marks, followed by a really big question mark. You could be forgiven for thinking that all the events of 2013's episodes have been solely to set up the plot for the 50th anniversary, primarily because that actually seems to have been the case. Still, this is about The Name of the Doctor and whether we liked it or not.
Join Joe and Chris as they continue to baffle audiences with the fluidity of their names, decry poorly defined footsoldier villains, imagine being phoned by The Silence, retcon the Dragonfire cliffhanger and say "tele pls" as they transport their voices into the internet in order for them to be splintered thousands of times (or, to be honest, more around the area of 923 times).
Also: John Hurt. Sorry to hear that, John.
Listen to THE NAME OF THE DOCTOR
Image courtesy of Grande-Caps
Saturday, 18 May 2013
We were going to refer to this as "the most late episode of The Eleventh Hour Podcast ever", being that it's being released on the same day as the NEXT episode of Doctor Who but that's pure nonsense when one investigates the relaxed release schedule for the A Good Man Goes to War episode, the Torchwood double final and any given Christmas Special, and that's before you even consider the famously relaxed The Mind Robber episode.
Also, technically we still haven't released a proper episode for The Lodger, but that's because to this day only half of it exists due to some technical problems (Chris deleted his voice recording by mistake).
And speaking of those technical difficulties, we had similar ones this week which led us to abandon over 40 minutes of dynamite, top-quality material that you will never hear (featuring the brand new pseudonyms, Antoine McSkank and Ian Blast).
But, because we're us, we couldn't leave it without giving you chaps something and so here is our EMERGENCY PODCAST. Recorded on a phone in the middle of Best Friend of the Podcast Seb's 1970s party and without any post-production or music (but with an uninterrupted voicermail from Donald Pleasence*), it's the very definition of "the least we could do".
Also, we are far drunker than ever before on the podcast and frankly are still too drunk to be able to tell if this is noticeable or not. You fine, sober people be the judges.
*not actually Donald Pleasence.
Listen to NIGHTMARE IN SILVER
Image, as has become customary, courtesy of Grande-Caps.