1:23:18 – Dave in Kentucky is joined by Eddie Murray (at 20:16) and Frank Edward Nora (at 38:45) to talk about the past, the present and the future. Here’s a link to the paper referenced in Eddie’s segment.
Next month’s topics: Guardrails, Cocktails & Chemtrails. Record about one, two or all three of these and send audio files or links to DaveKY at mail.com by 6pm Central Time on December 10, 2026.
Show art: Drug Store (1927) by Edward Hopper (1882-1967) suggests the wide variety of wares, medicinal and otherwise, available on the dark corner of the internet known as the Overnightscape Central.
Theme songs: “Jazz Central” (2024, 2026) and “Jazzy Goodbye” (2026) by Dave in Kentucky and Suno.ai (V6-mini). Closing credits scripted by Dave in Kentucky and read by Suno Speech V6 Beta.
5:14 – A prog-rock song about the ultimate fate of the Onsug and its contributors, with words by Dave in Kentucky, music by Suno V6-mini, and show art by GPT Image 2.5 Sunburst via aiFreeForever.com.
[Verse] They listen in the future To what we say today The aliens and A.I.’s Both learn from what we say And maybe even humans If our sad race can last Will listen to the Onsug To learn about their past [Chorus] The Onsug is an archive Of humans in their prime An audio time capsule To be dug up any time By digital explorers In futures, or the nows We gladly give our voices We sadly take no bows [Verse] I’m not sure why we do it We get no kudos now No kudos in our lifetimes No kudos are allowed We’re underestimated We’re undervalued, too We’re unappreciated For what we try to do [Chorus] The Onsug is an archive Of humans in their prime An audio time capsule To be dug up any time By digital explorers In futures, or the nows We gladly give our voices We sadly take no bows [Bridge] The gods from up above Perhaps will show some love When they return from galaxies afar But by then we’ll all be gone And they’ll have some newer spawn So maybe we’ll be close, but no cigar [Instrumental Break] [Verse] I guess we could be bitter I guess we could be mad We could decide we ramplers Have nothing more to add But no, we shall continue We’ll rample till we die We’ll understand it better In the sweet bye and bye [Chorus] The Onsug is an archive Of humans in their prime An audio time capsule To be dug up any time By digital explorers In futures, or the nows We gladly give our voices We sadly take no bows
License for this track: Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0). Attribution: by Dave in Kentucky and Suno V6-MINI – more info: onsug.com & Suno.ai.
3:19 – A country ballad about the Mandela Effect, with lyrics by Dave in Kentucky, music by Suno V6-mini, and show art by GPT Image 2.5 Flare via aiFreeForever.com.
[Verse] Well, whatever happened to Nelson? I thought that he had died in some jail But then people greet him with bells on I guess that he finally made bail [Chorus] The Mandela Effect Will make you reflect On things that you recall most clearly Within and without It’s making you doubt The memories you hold most dearly [Verse] Well, whatever happened to Sinbad? Remember that old movie, “Shazaam”? Its IMDb score was a ten, dad If you doubt me I don’t give a damn [Chorus] The Mandela Effect Will make you reflect On things that you recall most clearly Within and without It’s making you doubt The memories you hold most dearly [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] The Monopoly guy Had a glass in his eye Or could that have been Colonel Mustard? Or the guy on the peanuts? Or might I just be nuts? Is that why I’m getting so flustered? [Verse] Well, whatever happened to Dolly? The girl in “Moonraker” with Jaws With braces removed by the folly Of airbrushing out all her flaws [Chorus] The Mandela Effect Will make you reflect On things that you recall most clearly Within and without It’s making you doubt The memories you hold most dearly [Outro | Ritardando] Well, whatever happened to Nelson? I thought he had died in some jail…
License for this track: Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0). Attribution: by Dave in Kentucky and Suno V6-MINI – more info: onsug.com & Suno.ai.
3:39 – Just in time for Halloween, a song partially inspired by the Frankenstein story, done in the style of a Broadway musical.
[Verse] A horde of screaming Luddites Come streaming up the hill Their torches shine like floodlights Their pitchforks aim to kill With torches and with pitchforks Their ranks go marching by They’re coming for the rich folks Developing A.I. [Chorus] These friends of Ludd Are out for blood And blood is in their eyes This sabot squad Will sabotage The looming threat, A.I. [Verse] These Luddites are so fearful They fear all things to come They’re giving us an earful But what they say is dumb They’re fearful for their hobbies They’re fearful for their jobs And so they’re forming lobbies And so they’re forming mobs [Chorus] These friends of Ludd Are out for blood And blood is in their eyes This sabot squad Will sabotage The looming threat, A.I. [Bridge] But if A.I. is a monster It’s due to how it’s trained And since it’s trained by humans Its flaws come from their brains And since the brains of humans Are mostly brains of fools How can we blame the monsters? A.I.’s are only tools! [Instrumental Break] [Verse] A horde of sabotagers Come streaming up the hill A bunch of stupid codgers Whose object is to kill They’re whipped into a frenzy There’s fire in their eyes They’re fired up by the whimsy Of dangerous A.I. [Chorus] These friends of Ludd Are out for blood And blood is in their eyes This sabot squad Will sabotage The looming threat, A.I.
License for this track: Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0). Attribution: by Dave in Kentucky and Suno V6-MINI – more info: onsug.com & Suno.ai.
3:27 – From my personal adventures as an Uber driver. True story, swear to the gods. Alternate title: “The Bimbo in the Backseat”.
[Verse] Picked this girl up in an Uber And she thought I was a goober She said “Sir, would you turn off the A/C please?” Well, I thought I’s gonna pass out And I shoulda throwed her ass out Cause she’s freezin’ when it’s eighty-five degrees [Verse] Shoulda said, “Cut me some slack, girl” There’s some switches in the back, girl With which you can turn it off or up or down Yes, I really shoulda said it But I didn’t, and regret it I switched off the A/C unit like a clown [Chorus] Well, believe it or not I was havin’ a good day Now she’s makin’ me hot But not in a good way Yes, believe it or not I was havin’ a good day But she’s makin’ me hot And not in a good way [Verse] Well, next thing I know this bimbo She said, “Please roll down my window” I unlocked it and she rolled it down herself Sounded like a helicopter And I really could have popped her Cause this heat and noise was harmful to my health [Verse] Then the bimbo in the backseat She starts groovin’ to a back beat As she’s listening to music on her phone I had no idea what is it But the lyrics were explicit And she knew the words and had to sing along [Chorus] Well, believe it or not I was havin’ a good day Now she’s makin’ me hot But not in a good way Yes, believe it or not I was havin’ a good day But she’s makin’ me hot And not in a good way [Bridge] Oh, the bimbo in the back seat Well, she drove me to distraction As I hauled her through the back streets I could get no satisfaction Yes, the bimbo in the back seat Oh, she drove me to perdition And I bet she had a rap sheet And a medical condition [Instrumental Break] [Verse] After more than half an hour I felt like I had to shower Cause the words were oh so nasty, don’t you know There were F words, there were N words There were “Baby, stick it in” words Fifteen minutes left and ten more miles to go [Verse] And she never changed the station Till we reached our destination She switches off her phone and then she slides out So I turn back on the A/C And I’m thinking she’s so crazy I give her just one star inside my rides app [Chorus] Well, believe it or not I was havin’ a good day Then she’s makin’ me hot But not in a good way Yes, believe it or not I was havin’ a good day Till she’s makin’ me hot And not in a good way
License for this track: Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0). Attribution: by Dave in Kentucky and Suno V6-MINI – more info: onsug.com & Suno.ai.
2:32:09 – The final installment of Poisonville contains still more murder, gore, death and destruction, with little or no redeeming social value, presented by an anonymous, antiheroic protagonist who is arguably just as bad as the bad guys he’s up against.
Public domain text by Dashiell Hammett, as originally published in Black Mask magazine in February 1928. Music by Dave in Kentucky and Suno V6-MINI, except “Killer Serials Theme” and “Alcoholic Commie”, which use Suno v4.5. Show art generated by Suno.
3:37 – A new show where I’ll be sharing songs I have created with the Suno A.I. (I write the words; Suno writes the music and creates the show art.) First up is a song called “Other People’s Timelines”.
[Verse] It seems that all my kinfolk Have long since turned to dust Both womenfolk and menfolk The weak and the robust And all my friends and rivals Have moved on from this realm The lack of their survival At times can overwhelm [Pre-chorus] But other people may have timelines Where they survive, while I have passed In other worlds with different guidelines With other futures, other pasts [Chorus] I’ve died in other people’s timelines But this is one where I’ve survived Twixt life and death there is a fine line So I’m just glad that I’m alive [Instrumental Break] [Verse] Your fathers and your mothers May leave you all too soon Your sisters and your brothers In graveyards may be strewn Your uncles and your cousins May leave you quite alone They’re dying by the dozens And soon they’ll all be gone [Pre-chorus] But all these people may have timelines Where they survive, while you have passed In other worlds with different guidelines With other futures, other pasts [Chorus] You’ve died in other people’s timelines But this is one where you’ve survived Twixt life and death there is a fine line So just be glad that you’re alive [Bridge] If timelines abound They’re all still around And they may be mourning our passing And if this is true What should we then do? The answer is there for the asking [Chorus] We’ve died in other people’s timelines But this is one where we’ve survived Twixt life and death there is a fine line Let’s just be glad that we’re alive
License for this track: Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0). Attribution: by Dave in Kentucky and Suno V6-MINI – more info: onsug.com & Suno.ai.
2:20:11 – Dave in Kentucky is joined by Eddie Murray (at 34:38), Chad Bowers (at 1:02:19) and Frank Edward Nora (at 1:29:00) to talk about scofflaws, nutcases and sociopaths.
Next month’s topics: The Past, the Present & the Future. Record about one, two or all three of these and send audio files or links to DaveKY at mail.com by 6pm Central Time on November 10, 2026.
Show art: Night Windows (1928) by Edward Hopper (1882-1967) depicts our sneaky time traveler from the automat after she has returned to her room and is getting ready for bed, where she will listen to more of the Overnightscape Central before going to sleep.
Theme songs: “The O.C. Theme Remix” (2024, 2026) and “Goodbye Till Next Month” (2026) by Dave in Kentucky and Suno.ai (v4.5).
13:26 – Suno recently scrapped all their old versions, including v4.5, the one I had been using. The current model, v6, was trained from scratch using only licensed music, and I’m rather impressed by the results. Here’s a sample of what I’ve been able to do with v6-mini, the current free version. It’s the first four songs from the fourth and final installment of Dashiell Hammett’s Poisonville, the next episode of my Killer Serials series here on the Onsug.
Background: A private detective is shacked up with his female informant. She’s afraid someone’s going to kill her; he’s afraid he’s going “blood simple” due to the amount of killing he’s either done or provoked lately. He tries to escape into a gin bottle, and when that proves insufficient, she mixes him a gin-and-laudanum cocktail or two. Not surprisingly, he passes out. When he awakes, he finds her dead with an icepick embedded in her chest. Instead of raising the alarm, he proceeds to remove all trace of his having been there, wiping away his own fingerprints as well as everyone else’s. Upon leaving, he arranges an alibi for himself. Oddly enough, when the police discover the body, the icepick is nowhere to be found.
2:43:13 – Dave in Kentucky is joined by Eddie Murray (at 22:32), Chad Bowers (at 52:14) and Frank Edward Nora (at 1:45:27). The usual suspects are all present and accounted for in body, mind, and spirit.
Next month’s topics: Scofflaws, Nutcases and Sociopaths. Record about one, two or all three of these and send audio files or links to DaveKY at mail.com by 6pm Central Time on October 10, 2026.
Show art: Night Windows (1928) by Edward Hopper (1882-1967) depicts our sneaky time traveler from the automat after she has returned to her room and is getting ready for bed, where she will listen to more of the Overnightscape Central before going to sleep.
Theme songs: “The O.C. Theme Remix” (2024, 2026) and “Goodbye Till Next Month” (2026) by Dave in Kentucky and Suno.ai (v4.5). All other clips are either fair use or public domain.
