Have you got our latest podcast project? It's even MORE of that Van ya love to hate, because we're deep diving into round 2 of this miserable musical end of life crisis with comedian Mark Gallagher...

Welcome Back, Stoppies! We're officially rounding the corner on a whole 100 episodes of musical masochism, so thank you for your patience in advance for what will likely be a much more relaxed release schedule this season. Kicking off Season 5 we attempt to tackle Disc 1 of well-established asshole/Celtic crooner Van Morrison's Latest Record Project Volume 1.

Alright stoppies, it's the moment you've all been waiting for - a knock down, drag out deathmatch between two deeply embarrassing teenage genres of the late 90s: Nu Metal vs. 3rd Wave Ska.

It's a bad, bad world Stoppies, and tonight's gonna be a long long night as we go head to head with some of the most godawful garbage we've ever had to haul on this dumb, tragic show.

On Make it Stop we continue to hone in on a central thesis of bad music - that no matter the genre, no matter the age or era, all bad music begins to flow together into the same swirling cesspool of shit.

It's that time yet again, Stoppies. M-M-M-MARCH B-B-B-BADNESSSSSSSS. Our annual tournament to determine the worst of the worst is back, and it's time for six elite-level awful musical acts to duke it out for the trophy (we should have a trophy, huh).

They were the only band that mattered, but by 1985 they were in tatters. The Clash's swan song Cut The Crap is infamous in the music world, regarded by some as the worst album ever made.

In 1994 three meth addled young punks from Oakland released an album that changed the musical landscape for decades, building the bridge that shepherded California pop punk from the fringes to the mainstream

It's Black History Month, which means it's the perfect time for another round of Eviscerating White Nonsense with returning white rapper roundup participant VQ of BLOWW and Boston comedian Izzy Da Rosa.

2020 is coming to an end, may it rot and burn in hell, and as expected an unimaginably awful year brought us a slew of unimaginably awful albums.

Stoppies, we know you know what Christmas is all about - materialist accumulation, wealth hoarding, Judeo-Christian values, heteronormative baking rituals, duck sex, beards.

We're riding the honky tonk high speed rail all the way to the bank this week with the be-flannelled, bud' chuggin' y'all boys of Florida Georgia Line and their 2019 bro-country daggum opus "Can't Say I Ain't Country".

Due to KOVID-19, Heather and Mike won't be getting uncomfortably drunk around their families this Thanksgiving, so instead they've decided to get uncomfortably drunk together over Zoom.

This week our hearts are beating right out of our untrimmed chests as we take a ride on the choo choo. Train drizzled onto the scene in 1998 with their humble hit "Sweet Virginia" and followed that up with milquetoast smash "Drops of Jupiter" in 2001, but it wasn't until "Hey Soul Sister" that they truly wormed their way into every human being's hearts and minds as the corniest soft rockers on the planet....

Do you like trying different things? Or do you prefer smoking funny things? This week we're talking about Robbie Ritchie, Bobby Shazam, his name is Kid Rock, that is his name, and if you ask him again, he'll probably call you a slur....

We're back, back back again for another season of ruthlessly skewering the most miserable musical monstrosities imaginable...

Alright Stoppies, you sick fucks. You know what time it is, because you assholes voted for it - and we couldn't be prouder/more disgusted. That's right baby, it's time for a Core-tastrophe of epic proportions - a nightmarish plunge into the twisted mind of the "Skrillex you bought on Wish" aka Corey Feldman....

Alright Stoppies, you sick fucks. You know what time it is, because you assholes voted for it - and we couldn't be prouder/more disgusted. That's right baby, it's time for a Core-tastrophe of epic proportions - a nightmarish plunge into the twisted mind of the "Skrillex you bought on Wish" aka Corey Feldman....

In 2007 there was perhaps no one on earth more notorious than DeAndre Way, better known as Soulja Boy. His signature style of simplified, self-produced snap music swept the world as lead single "Crank Dat (Soulja Boy)" quickly rocketed to #1 on the Billboard Hot 100 and he made himself a multimillionaire at age 17, no small feat for a young black teenager from Georgia making beats in his bedroom...

Oh, Liz Phair. An indie darling and feminist rock icon who DIY-ed herself into underground superstardom with her classic 1993 album "Exile in Guyville", Phair had gone through some ups and downs musically and personally after her breakout album, putting out a few quietly mediocre albums in the late 90s and getting married, having a child, and divorcing. So why did, at the age of 36, Liz "Fuck and Run" Phair team up with bubblegum pop wizards The Matrix, known for their songcrafting for teen pop ingenues Avril Lavigne and Britney Spears, to write aggressively bland midtempo cougar pablum? No one knows for sure, and certainly nobody wanted it...

There can be no denying that we here at Make It Stop are headstrong, and that we will, of course, take on anyone. This week we've set our sights on early aughts nu-emo bruisers Trapt.