Bird calls are incredibly diverse. But are they all good? Are some just okay? Can a bird call be sexy? Let's find out.
Mountain Blue Bird
Jeremy and Michael review the Mountain Blue Bird and discuss the tiny balls of male planes, New Portland, shit as a collective problem, banality, spray-tan factory work, meth addict Bill Murrey, meet-up sex, fight shlub, and explaination-free detergent.
Jeremy and Michael review the Amazonian Grosbeak and discuss why birds risk death for sex, Mel Gibson, how to #bebest, the one-eyed monster pinstripe, teeny-tiny pink slips, marital blisters, solitary refinement, hard and deep christianity, her emails, back to school gifts, and fake juvenile marriages.
Jeremy and Michael review the Hooded Oriole and discuss forgettable Star Wars sagas, why you never start sex with ducks, how many days god rested, the planned obsolescence of refrigeration, why thick requires shredded, Queer Eye reaching deep inside us, viral spectrum disorder, and some bullshit about being better humans (just skip it).
Eastern Bluebird (Mexican)
Jeremy and Michael review the Eastern Bluebird (Mexican) and discuss quitting unexpectedly, masterbating at Panera bread, downline come ups, the Barnes and Noble library, marketing a leveled business, aggressive sanitization, leaving your underwear on, and tying too tightly.
Supreme Lyre Bird
Jeremy and Michael review the Supreme Lyre Bird and discuss half-attention-tasking, domestic cleaning products as gifts, Manscaping, Michelle Kuan intolerance, juice, photographing dudes pissing, AI apologies, the original chicken sandwich (it’s toasted).
Jeremy and Michael review the Partridge and discuss when the twelfth day of Christmas is, bold-faced lies, bar-maid robots and powerful gloves, Jeremy’s old man stories about his stomping grounds being replaced by a Starbucks, Beyonce’s quick takes, friends-for-hire and emotion stuffing, adult babies, who the tooth fairy is and other horned animals, shipping the bed, towel thieving, unstuck maneuvers, and tucking back up through the waistband.
My only source for bird vocalization and ornithology.
I started birding seriously when I was just a young lad in the mountains of the Wasatch front. I'll never forget the sound of new born nightingales singing as the winter succumbed to spring. Mom would always plea "Find a girlfriend, Tyler. Please. You're embarrassing our family". What Mom didn't know was that my heart was already full - full of the ballad of the Pied Butcher. My teenage years turned into adulthood and adulthood brought new trials and tribulations. However, one light shines brighter than all the darkness and sings more beautifully than the Calyptorhynchus Funereus (Yellow Tailed Black Cockatoo) - and that light is this Podcast. You see, turns out my heart wasn't full, it just had a small space left for The Birdcall Review. Now, I am complete. I am one. Like Eponine in Les Miserables, now that I have this Podcast in my life "It will keep me safe and it will keep me close, and rain will make the flowers grow".
It comes up on searches for birders, birding and bird songs. It’s just two bros who think they are funny talking about rando topics. Slightly clever very broish. Too much time and money on their hands.
This is a surprise winner of a podcast. This show makes other bird-related podcasts seem banal and trifling by comparison. A true must-listen for ornithologists and nature lovers in general. ZOMFG!