Sex, Drugs, and Stephanie Walsh

My name is Stephanie Walsh, bitch. I created and host a radio show called Side B Radio, specializing in the NY music scene and musical theater- which really does blend together! We are currently broadcasting on Wednesdays from 8-11pm eastern time at www.renegaderadio.net. You can find me and my video interviews on YouTube at youtube.com/stephaniew329, I'm also on twitter @imstephwalsh and the show is @sidebradio, I always follow back on the show account. Feel free to contact me if you have any questions/comments/concerns! Thanks!

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Make sure you tune in this week! We are celebrating Team Starkid and these three goofs (and maybe more) are joining us! Wednesday at 8pm eastern!

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Do YOU have any pressing questions for the tin can brothers? (Any/all of them) let me know! Maybe I’ll ask them for you!

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Side B Radio 09-09-2015

Boy, this week was a doozy. 1. We attempted to do a google hangout while live on air, so that you could get a behind the scenes look. That only worked for about an hour- I don’t have strong enough wifi to broadcast and livestream. 2. We played iTunes Roulette and just let it ride,…

Side B Radio 09-09-2015 was originally published on SideB Radio

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ICYMI. I don't usually push my show this hard but tbh this one was a really good time and I think you should listen.

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Sometimes I wonder how many people are theatre fans on tumblr.

Reblog if you enjoy theatre.

Any musical.

Any straight play.

If there is a single one you like, reblog.

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Hedwig Audio Masterpost

54 audios from 44 different shows out of 82 performances

* none of these are mine, I’m just collecting stuff as we get it ** If you know about any other links, please tell me!

Keep reading

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Hedwig Audio - June 23rd Night Show

All audio for the June 23rd Night Show.

Tear Me Down

The Origin of Love

Sugar Daddy

When Love Explodes

Angry Inch

Wig in a Box

Wicked Little Town

The Long Grift

Hedwig’s Lament / Exquisite Corpse

Wicked Little Town (Reprise)

Midnight Radio

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I just found this...

I was going through files, I found this thing I had started to write. I want to share it... and probably expand on it. Perhaps this will be me actually writing a book- if I can sort my thoughts and turn it into a story worth telling.

It’s interesting how relative a word like young can be.  I remember since my sister, Melissa turned 21, teasing her for being old. That happened for the following twelve years. Always teasing her for being old, despite our age difference being less than three years. She was still the old one. When she turned thirty, I’m sure I made at least one joke about her being over the hill. Typically, I think those jokes start when people turn forty. But her age was something I’d constantly comment on. My own age is a sore spot for me. Granted, I’m ‘only’ 31, but I’m not anywhere near where I thought I would be at this stage of life, so it is something I’m insecure about. However, when Melissa died, the only thing anyone could say, and still continues to say is to remark about how young she was. It’s true. People live past 100, middle aged keeps referring to later and later in life. But my sister passed away at thirty-three. To me, her, and our friends, thirty-three was “old”... until we realized that she had had so much more life to experience and it got cut short. Anyone who hears that I lost my sister is always so quick to ask what happened and sounds shocked. Who dies of a heart attack at thirty-three? At least it was quick. At least she didn’t suffer. I just personally wish I’d had a little warning. That any of us would have had a little warning. I can’t imagine what went through her friend’s head. The one that was with her when she died. I feel like that day will replay in my head forever. But at least I wasn’t there- I didn’t witness it. I didn’t perform CPR to no avail while waiting for paramedics to come. I met a friend from out of town for frozen yogurt and brought her back to my place and hung out while we waited for the rain to let up. I had texted Melissa, asking her advice on an issue I was having with a friend. I watched television and fell asleep. I woke up to my father entering my bedroom - which was exceptionally odd since he lives in Bethpage, and I live in Astoria. He sat down on my bed and told me, “Melissa passed away.” I was groggy and confused, I said, “my sister?” and I immediately knew that had to be what it was. What else would cause my father to be in my bedroom on a Wednesday night at around 1am? The sounds I made were slightly inhuman. I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t breathe- I couldn’t cry. I was just making these painful wailing sounds. Something inside of me died with her. It wasn’t fair. It isn’t fair now. I have never lived without her. She lived almost three years without me. But I’m the younger sister. Having an older sister is all I’ve ever known. It was nice. I had a constant advisor, cheerleader, best friend, confidante. Now all of those things that she was to me are gone. Every single day, I want to ask her advice about something. Mostly superficial nonsense, but life problems too. She’s still the first person I want to talk to when ANYTHING happens. I don’t know how to not have her there.

I have realized in the few months of learning how to live without Melissa, just how much she had taught me about life. Growing up I had my own version of Google, before it existed. I remember being in middle school and having been told a dirty joke. I had to laugh and pretend I understood- which I am sure that back then a lot of people did regularly. But I had the upper hand, because I went home and asked the older, more mature sister to explain the joke. She explained a lot of things my whole life. My parents didn’t have “the talk” with me, I am not totally sure whether or not either of them had it with her, but she had it with me. She taught me curse words, she taught me what was cool and what wasn’t. When I was around six years old, Melissa received the New Kids on the Block Christmas album for Christmas. She showed me the cover and said, “Stephanie, which one do you think is cute?” To be honest, I immediately pointed at Jordan- but he was her favorite, so I wasn’t allowed to like him. So I pointed at Jonathan. She said that he was Jordan’s brother, so that was okay, even though he was the oldest.  I guess six year old me was supposed to want to marry the oldest member of the New Kids.  But because she loved them, so did I. I listened to her cassette tapes, we watched the Pay Per View concerts together, we both got random NKOTB merchandise. I distinctly remember charm bracelets with their faces in hearts, oversized buttons, she had his giant poster of them, still on the cardboard backing, i think because our mother wouldn’t let her hang it, so it was placed catty-cornered in her room by her bed. Her waterbed, that I broke. I somehow popped it. Mine lasted forever. But she had a bad bedframe or something, I don’t remember. But I remember that I broke it. Waterbeds were stupid. I’m glad they are no longer a thing. I wonder how I’d feel about one now. I liked mine when I was little. We all had one. I think mine lasted the longest.

I keep waiting to hear from her. I know that I won’t. I am not in denial about her being gone. But every day, life happens, you know? And every day, I want to talk to her about it. Not just talk to her- I want her opinions, her advice. I want to hear about her life, even if it’s just stupid shit with Kyle. I just miss her. I miss her so much. I hate that we didn’t talk on the phone often and instead used text messages or twitter to talk. Even though I didn’t need to hear her to always know her tone. I don’t know why we didn’t skype or facetime more often. And I feel like a shit because when we did, I was always the one to say “okay, i don’t want to talk to you anymore...” not maliciously. Just not interested in talking. I’m like that with my friends now, I don’t care to face time or speak. I should adjust that behavior. But I wonder if this is my life now, always just wanting her. And knowing I won’t hear from her. Or will that feeling pass as I continue to go on without her? I lived for 31 years as her little sister and always having her there for me. So maybe in another thirty years I’ll stop remembering that she’s the first person I want to tell whenever anything happens. Every day, anything that happens, I want her opinion. Or her approval. Or her gross disappointment or judgements on whatever is happening in my life.

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Interview I did with Deuce Banger, and LOOK, I’m on camera. First time for everything. Watch the chaos unfold. Like/subscribe/comment etc. 

Deuce Banger is a brooklyn based rock band. They’re awesome. I love them. 

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Thankful

I doubt very much that I will post about this tomorrow, so while I have a few minutes, I want to make a post.

I'm thankful for my incredible family, for their strength and support and their unconditional love. My father, stepmom, mother, stepsisters, brother in law, my beautiful niece who just makes every day brighter. My uncle, my aunts, my cousins, they're all just amazing wonderful people.

My mother's best friends who are like surrogate aunts to me, especially Lorrie and Carn, and her friend Martin who has become a member of the family over the years as well.

My wonderful friends, without whom I could have surely fallen apart this year. Stefanie and Travis, Erica, Brian, Lindsay, Steven, Breanna, Joyce, Taylor, Anna, Britney, Brittany, Kim, Katie, Adrienne, Adrienne, Shannon, Steph, Ant, Steph, Danny, Timothy, Craig, Nora, Lori, Esti, Anne, Amanda, Alex, Rachel, Ashley, Kim and several others, I'm sure. Know that each and every one of you who makes an effort to be in my life is appreciated and I love you all (even if it's POSSIBLE that I'm blanking on your name right now).

I'm thankful for my health and this amazing weight loss journey that I am on.

I'm thankful for music- especially Bush (Gavin Rossdale is my musical therapist and I stand by that).

I'm thankful for my favorite theater people in the world, Team StarKid and all of the things they have done for me both personally and through their work. Particularly: Darren Criss, Joey Richter, Joe Moses, Nicky Lang, Dylan Saunders, and Joe Walker. But all of them are just the bee's knees!  (Oh! and Clark and Pierce, whom I love to bits!)

I'm thankful to live in the greatest city in the world, even if I hate that there's snow here!

I'm thankful to have been blessed with an amazing older sister who taught me so much more about life than I ever realized or gave her credit for and now I'm thankful to have such a wonderful angel to watch over me.

Hope everyone has a lovely Thanksgiving.

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My family went to a medium last night. My sister, paternal grandmother, and maternal grandparents all came through and had messages for me and my dad. My stepmom and stepsister where there too- so they had loved ones speaking to them as well.

Some of it was funny, and it was a good time. Most of it was incredibly emotionally draining. I cried a lot.

I don’t feel like there was any kind of closure for me but I feel that my father may have gotten some. Which is nice.

My sister wants me to “keep writing”. Maybe that memoir is something I should consider looking into. She mentioned that I’d written her letters since she passed. She said she wants me to write “good things”. She also mentioned my blogging. Said I should be careful what I write here. Which made me laugh, because as you all know I tend to be very honest with you.

The week Melissa died, she had been telling me how much she loved my writing. She said she thinks I’m a really good writer and that I should keep writing more articles and things like for Popwrapped. I think the last thing I wrote for Popwrapped may have been that Girl Meets World article I’d promised her I’d write. Now I feel like I should get back into that.

I asked if she had been involved in my situation with Office Boy (because I’ve honestly convinced myself that she was helping there) and she said that she’s going to push me into a lot of situations but they may not always work out. I would have been more specific but it was weird with my dad, stepmom, and stepsister sitting there too.

The situation didn’t get me any closure or anything. And it’s not like I didn’t think that my sister would stay with me and watch over me. So it’s not like she told me anything I didn’t already know. I think it’s funny that one of the first things she said was that she didn’t want me to be angry at her and a little later on we almost had a “fight” over Kyle (her asshole friend who was with her when she died).

But I’m glad to have experienced it. God, I miss her.

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I know it's stupid but i'm really bummed that my craig swag is all fucked up - because of either careless postal workers or my roommate shoving the package under my door.

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Please take a moment to fill this out! It’s short. And anonymous!

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I am saddened by the lack of views on this priceless interview with Jeff Blim. He’s amazing and funny and it was a privilege to sit down with him. This was filmed on 2/10/14 after we saw Airport for Birds, Jeff took us to this bar around the corner- which happened to be where the majority of the cast had met for drinks. I was embarrassed to be ‘crashing’ the party, but it was no sweat. And we had this lovely interview.

it’s in four parts. this is part 1. please enjoy the entire thing on my youtube channel.

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The Most Quotable Movies Of All Time

Almost Famous (2000) dir. Cameron Crowe

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I totally want to give a real update- but in the meantime, I want to say this. I have to say this- because it’s driving me mad thinking of all of the people that could benefit from this.

My sister constantly told me that she had no friends in south Florida. That her friend Kyle was the only person she had to do things with her and since he was not into a lot of the things she liked to do, she didn’t get to do them. “Who’s going to go to a musical with me? Not Kyle. I have no one else.” That was a common phrase.

I lost my sister last week. We had a wake and a funeral (as per the norm). The room was FILLED with people who loved her. Friends from high school, work, and from growing up. Several of them said to me, “I’m not sure if you remember me-” But of course I did because I idolized my sister so naturally I knew who all of her friends were. When I finally posted something on her facebook wall, which felt so tacky and awful, but necessary since people our age don’t peruse the Obituaries in newspapers, again people from various points in time sent me heartfelt messages of sorrow and love for my sister.

My point is, none of us is as alone as we think we are. There are times that I feel lonely and I feel like I have no one- usually I’d be able to talk about that with my sister, so this is going to be really hard to continue to go through because my one person who I told everything in the entire world to is gone. A few months ago an anon asked me to share a secret I’d never tell anyone and my answer was that I don’t have any of those because I told my sister EVERYTHING.

Please remember that you are loved. Even if you don’t think you are or you have lost touch with your friends, reach out to them. Keep those bonds. Because I guarantee you that if anything happened to you, there ARE people who would miss you. And if nothing else, think of your parents and your immediate family, because as hard as this has been for me, it’s been just as hard to watch my parents suffer through this as well. I don’t wish this pain on anyone ever.

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New Show Tonight!!!

WELCOME ME BACK TO THE AIRWAVES! 

Going live at 8pm eastern. Lots to talk about! Lots of cool music to play!

New chatroom info: http://sidebradio.com/?page_id=4 (it’ll probably have a custom url soon) the website is under new management! (BONUS! you can log in to the chatroom with facebook or twitter!) 

same bat channel though! www.live365.com/stations/sidebradio

Tell your friends. Bring snacks! It’ll be a blast! 

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SBR update (for real)

I’m going to do a show tomorrow. 

I don’t know if the chatroom will be available, if it’s not I”m sure we can find something else to use. 

I’ve been off the air too long. I miss it and want to start getting back into it.

If you can’t make it, not to worry. It’s probably gonna be a little rough. 

But it’s time. 

Please join me. 

www.live365.com/stations/sidebradio

@sidebradio on the twitter.