Breaking Curfew

Deathly Ill Entertainment

Breaking Curfew takes you back to growing up in the 80s and 90s, when freedom came with scraped knees and consequences. We talk streetlights, unsupervised summers, VHS tapes, landlines, and the stuff we probably shouldn’t have been doing. It’s not a history lesson. It’s remembering what it felt like before everything was monitored.

  1. 1d ago ·  Bonus

    The Roller Rink Era: Skates, Slow Jams & Saturday Nights

    Before everybody had somewhere to be online, there was one place on a Friday or Saturday night where it felt like the entire neighborhood showed up. The roller rink. In this episode of Breaking Curfew: In Detention, we’re rolling back into the era of rental skates, black lights, carpet-covered walls, arcade machines, snack bars, and that unmistakable sound of wheels hitting a wooden rink floor. The roller rink wasn’t just somewhere to skate. It was a social network before social networks existed. You went to see who was there, hang out with your friends, show off if you could actually skate, and desperately try not to destroy yourself in front of everybody if you couldn’t. We’re talking couples skates, speed skates, backwards skating, limbo contests, the DJ booth controlling the entire mood of the building, and that terrifying moment when somebody inexperienced grabbed onto you for balance and suddenly both of you were going down. And then there were the skates themselves. Whether you were rolling around in whatever the rental counter handed you or showing up with your own setup, what you wore on your feet said a lot about how seriously you took the rink. If you ever spent a weekend under flashing lights, circled the rink until your legs hurt, hung around the arcade between songs, or heard your favorite track come over the speakers and immediately headed back onto the floor, this one should bring some memories back. Lace them up, stay off the wall, and whatever you do, don’t fall during the couples skate. Detention is now in session. Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7339, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    The Roller Rink Era: Skates, Slow Jams & Saturday Nights
  2. Oct 30

    Urban Legends & Playground Rumors

    Before fact-checking, before Google, before you could instantly prove somebody was full of crap... there were urban legends. And somehow, every kid knew somebody whose cousin's best friend's older brother swore it actually happened. In this episode of Breaking Curfew, we're diving into the terrifying, ridiculous, and sometimes downright unbelievable urban legends and playground rumors that haunted our childhoods throughout the '80s and '90s. Remember being warned never to flash your headlights at a car driving without theirs because it might be a gang initiation? Or standing in a dark bathroom, staring into a mirror, trying to summon Bloody Mary or Candyman while your friends waited outside, ready to run screaming? We revisit the stories that spread through school hallways, sleepovers, neighborhood playgrounds, and eventually those infamous forwarded emails. From supposedly infected needles hidden in payphone coin returns and gas pumps to waking up in a bathtub full of ice with one less kidney, these were the stories that made an entire generation suspicious of just about everything. And then there was the classic killer in the backseat. The terrifying tale that made you think twice about getting into a car after dark, especially if somebody behind you started flashing their headlights. We talk about how these stories traveled long before social media, why we believed them, and how a rumor could spread across the country without anyone knowing where it actually started. Some were harmless childhood scares. Others created genuine panic. And a few were so convincing that even adults passed them along as absolute truth. Of course, looking back, some of these stories make absolutely no sense. But when you were ten years old, standing in a dark bathroom with your friends chanting a name into the mirror, logic wasn't exactly your biggest concern. There was something strangely magical about growing up when the world still had a little mystery. When the scariest stories weren't always on television or in the movies. Sometimes they came from the kid sitting next to you on the school bus. We didn't need the internet to spread misinformation. We had playgrounds, older siblings, and that one kid who knew way too much. If you remember refusing to say Bloody Mary three times, checking the backseat before getting into a car, or hearing a terrifying story that supposedly happened just one town over... this one's for you. And we want to know: What's an urban legend or childhood rumor you genuinely believed growing up? Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7339, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    Urban Legends & Playground Rumors
  3. Oct 24

    Fashion Trends We Thought Were Fire

    Episode 16: Fashion Trends We Thought Were Fire Before influencers, online shopping, and fashion trends spreading overnight on social media... there was the mall, music videos, magazines, and whatever the coolest kid at school happened to be wearing. And let's be honest... we thought we looked GOOD. In this episode of Breaking Curfew, we're digging through the closets of the '80s and '90s to revisit the fashion trends, questionable decisions, and unforgettable styles that defined our childhood and teenage years. We talk about the days when oversized jeans practically swallowed your shoes, Starter jackets were status symbols, and wearing the right brand could make or break your reputation in the school hallway. From JNCO jeans, FUBU, Tommy Hilfiger, and Nautica to flannel shirts, Doc Martens, windbreakers, and enough denim to outfit an entire neighborhood, fashion was more than just clothing. It was how you told the world who you were. We also revisit the accessories that somehow made perfect sense back then. Wallet chains, slap bracelets, fanny packs, mood rings, ridiculously oversized T-shirts, and hairstyles that required entirely too much hairspray, gel, or commitment. And who could forget the influence of music and pop culture? Hip-hop, grunge, heavy metal, skate culture, and our favorite TV shows all helped shape what we wore. Whether you were trying to look like your favorite rapper, rock star, or somebody from MTV, there was always a trend worth chasing. Of course, looking back at those old school pictures raises some serious questions. What were we thinking? Who convinced us that looked cool? And why did our parents let us leave the house dressed like that? But underneath all the questionable fashion choices was something special. Our clothes represented our friendships, our music, our personalities, and the different groups we belonged to. Some trends disappeared almost overnight, while others somehow found their way back into fashion decades later. We weren't following algorithms. We were figuring out who we wanted to be, one terrible outfit at a time. If you remember rocking a Starter jacket, dragging the bottoms of your JNCOs through puddles, wearing your favorite band shirt until it fell apart, or looking back at an old picture and wondering how you ever thought that outfit was fire... this one's for you. And we want to know: What's one fashion trend from the '80s or '90s you'd proudly bring back, and which one should stay buried forever? Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7339, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    Fashion Trends We Thought Were Fire
  4. Oct 10 ·  Bonus

    The Waterbed Era

    There was a brief period in American history when somebody looked at a giant vinyl bag full of hundreds of pounds of water and said, “You know what? We should sleep on that.” And somehow, everybody went along with it. In this episode of Breaking Curfew: In Detention, we’re diving into the strange, sloshy, unnecessarily complicated era of the waterbed. For some people, waterbeds were the ultimate symbol of cool. For Chuck, getting one around seven or eight years old felt more like being assigned a nightly survival challenge. When you can’t swim, can’t float, and you’ve already seen A Nightmare on Elm Street 4, sleeping on top of a giant bag of water does not exactly inspire confidence. We’re talking massive wooden frames, shelf headboards, freezing mattresses, endless waves every time you moved, heaters, leaks, and beds that weighed approximately as much as a small automobile. And when Chuck decided the waterbed wasn’t happening, normal alternatives apparently weren’t required. Couches, couch cushions, a detached kitchen cabinet, and eventually the clubhouse beneath the pool table all became more appealing sleeping arrangements. If you grew up with a waterbed, desperately wanted one, knew somebody whose parents had one, or still remember climbing onto one and immediately realizing you had made a mistake, this episode is for you. Because waterbeds may have been fun for about five minutes... But for actually sleeping? Look no further than the giant water blob from Heavyweights. Detention is now in session. Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7337, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    The Waterbed Era
  5. Sep 28

    When Fast Food Was An Event

    Before food delivery apps, self-service kiosks, and ordering everything from your phone... going out for fast food was an EVENT. In this episode of Breaking Curfew, we're taking a trip back to the days when McDonald's, Pizza Hut, Burger King, and the local pizza joint weren't just places to grab a quick bite. They were destinations. Places where birthdays happened, friendships were made, and a simple family dinner could turn into the highlight of your entire week. We talk about the excitement of getting a Happy Meal and immediately tearing through the box to find out which toy you got. The legendary fast-food birthday parties, complete with paper hats, decorated tables, and a room full of kids absolutely destroying the place. And those massive indoor playgrounds where you could disappear into a maze of plastic tubes for an hour and come out drenched in sweat, smelling like french fries and questionable sanitation. Then there were the collectibles. The movie-themed cups, promotional glasses, limited-edition toys, and all the random stuff we convinced our parents we absolutely needed. Not to mention the tray-liner mazes, coloring activities, and the pure excitement of getting to eat somewhere that had its own playground. And who could forget the pressure of ordering your own food through the drive-thru speaker while your parents sat there judging your communication skills? From the golden age of Pizza Hut dining rooms and McDonald's PlayPlaces to the strange disappearance of fast-food birthday parties, we're revisiting an era when the experience was just as important as the food. Back then, you didn't need a five-star restaurant to have a memorable night out. You just needed a few dollars, a plastic tray, and a playground that probably violated every modern safety regulation. If you remember collecting promotional cups, begging for a specific Happy Meal toy, celebrating birthdays at McDonald's, or climbing through those giant plastic playground tubes... this one's for you. And we want to know: What fast-food restaurant from your childhood would you bring back exactly the way it was? Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7339, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    When Fast Food Was An Event
  6. Sep 11 ·  Bonus

    Bowling: From League Nights to Cosmic Lights

    Remember when a bowling alley had a smell you could recognize before you even walked through the door? Shoe spray, fryer grease, stale beer, cigarette smoke, and that unmistakable sound of pins exploding at the end of a lane. Before bowling became a birthday-party destination and glow-in-the-dark night out, it was a whole culture. In this episode of Breaking Curfew: In Detention, George takes a solo deep dive into the rise, fall, and neon-lit revival of the American bowling alley. From ancient games and outlawed nine-pin matches to automatic pinsetters, organized leagues, and the invention of cosmic bowling, this episode traces how one of America’s favorite pastimes kept reinventing itself to survive. For George’s family, though, bowling wasn’t just something you did once in a while. It was part of growing up. We’re heading back to leather-bottom rental shoes, flickering score monitors, league nights, arcade cabinets, questionable pizza, black lights, glow-in-the-dark pins, and the weekly kids’ league that quietly taught lessons about commitment, competition, and teamwork. If you ever spent a Friday or Saturday night trying to pick the perfect ball, feeding quarters into an arcade machine between frames, or waiting for the lights to go down and the cosmic lights to come on, this one is going to bring some memories back. Grab a ball, pick your lane, and try not to cross the foul line. Detention is now in session. Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7337, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    Bowling: From League Nights to Cosmic Lights
  7. Aug 28

    Sleepovers & Basement Energy

    Before group chats, online gaming, and staying connected from separate houses, there was the sleepover. And somebody’s basement was usually headquarters. In this episode of Breaking Curfew, we head downstairs to the wood-paneled, slightly damp world where some of the best nights of childhood happened. Sleeping bags thrown across the floor, cold pizza, stale Doritos, warm two-liters of generic soda, video games, movies, and absolutely no intention of actually going to sleep. We talk about that unmistakable basement ecosystem. The old carpet. The concrete smell. The exercise bike in the corner that hadn’t been used for exercise in years. And that one dark storage room nobody wanted to admit they were a little afraid of. Then came the late-night transformation. At 2 AM, everybody was running on sugar, caffeine, and complete delirium, laughing uncontrollably at things that weren't even funny. By 3 AM, the energy disappeared. Conversations stopped making sense. The TV became background noise. One by one, everybody started crashing wherever they landed. And somehow, whoever fell asleep first always seemed to wake up first. Then came the dreaded 6:30 AM zombie watch. Half awake, dehydrated, surrounded by sleeping bodies and empty snack bags, staring blankly at a dead TV screen while wondering how it was possibly already morning. There was something special about those nights. No schedule. No real plan. Just a group of friends trying to stretch one night together as long as humanly possible. We may have called them sleepovers. But sleep was never really the point. If you remember sleeping bags on basement floors, fighting to stay awake the longest, surviving on junk food, or waking up wondering where everybody else crashed... this one's for you. Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7339, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    Sleepovers & Basement Energy
  8. Aug 14

    Music Discovery Before Streaming

    Before Spotify, before playlists built by algorithms, before every song ever recorded was sitting in your pocket... finding new music took some work. In this episode of Breaking Curfew, we rewind to the days when discovering your next favorite band, rapper, or album could happen almost anywhere. Digging through crates and CD racks for hours. Taking a chance on an album because the cover looked cool. Trusting a record label because everything they released seemed to hit. Or hearing one song somewhere and starting a mission to figure out who the hell made it. We talk about waiting by the radio with a blank cassette and your finger hovering over the record button, watching MTV, Rap City, and Headbangers Ball hoping something new caught your attention, and swapping mixtapes with friends who always seemed to know music you didn't. Then the internet showed up and changed the hunt completely. Napster, LimeWire, painfully slow downloads, mislabeled MP3s, sketchy files, and the very real possibility that the song you spent three hours downloading wasn't the song you wanted at all. Suddenly there was more music available than ever before, but finding it was still an adventure. We also revisit Columbia House, record stores, listening stations, sampler CDs, music magazines, word of mouth, and all the little ways we discovered artists before an algorithm started recommending what we should hear next. Finding music wasn't instant. Sometimes you had to work for it. But maybe that's exactly why discovering something great felt so damn rewarding. If you remember buying an album completely blind, recording songs off the radio, trading mixtapes, flipping through CDs at the record store, or praying that LimeWire download wasn't about to destroy the family computer... this one's for you. Join The Conversation on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/17QnTeXv1r/ Merch available now! Visit and shop here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FilthandFeralCo Text the Breaking Curfew hotline at 1(984)528-7339, or call and leave us a voicemail.

    Music Discovery Before Streaming

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Breaking Curfew takes you back to growing up in the 80s and 90s, when freedom came with scraped knees and consequences. We talk streetlights, unsupervised summers, VHS tapes, landlines, and the stuff we probably shouldn’t have been doing. It’s not a history lesson. It’s remembering what it felt like before everything was monitored.