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Two bands who span the Atlantic, having a chat across the planet. Drafting jams from random challenges, fantastic banter while we're at it. So just relax and watch our antics; it's the pan-Atlantic Jam Mechanics Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt Johnston from The Narcissist Cookbook and Bug from Bug Hunter. Each week we'll take on songwriting challenges and present our finished "demo" after a few hour break.Jam Mechanics Música
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  • S4E6: From The Makers of Blooj

    S4E6: From The Makers of Blooj
    Jan 12 2026
    The world will never be the same after this episode. We're here to talk shop and hawk sauce in the 6th episode of szn 4.Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like to download the demos we showed off, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and follow us on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, etc!-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW ------Bug's Song-----Title: Flattering!Prompt Page: Poison Ivy -> Allergy -> ImmunotherapyLyrics:I don't begrudge flat-earthers cuz I think that they're crazy or insane its justa pity for their party thats based purely on their lazinesscause there's mountains of evidence that help make it clearthat our planet's a shape and that shape is a sphereand I fear that insisting we've already wonwill prevent us from doing whats yet to be donecause I have a dream and I need you to get with itearth isn't flat and if you, too, are sick of itJoin Us, Help Us, make coins and coasters jealousThe earth isn't flat (yeah, you don't have to tell us)When there's no way, here's our will:we won't die on this hillWe're not Flat Earthers... we're earth-flattenerswe'll get much further than that tin foil hat of yoursWe work all day to achieve the great flatteninga pancake shape is a bit more... Flattering!There's no subscription fees, neither monthly nor annualjust one flat rate and we hand you the manualwe'll start with the mountains 'cause how could we notwhen the low-hanging fruit is the highest of rocksonce we're smooth as a cue ball we'll need to start kneedingthen plan the next steps at the quarterly meetingcause I have a dream and now you're in the thick of itthe earth isn't flat and we're all just plane sick of it[Chorus]We work all day to achieve the great flatteninga pancake shape is a bit more... Flattering!and faith can move mountains but damn, when I'm done with 'emmoles will look down on the ground that's become of themWhen you had a dream and no one understood itto get back at all who have told you you couldn'tJoin us, Help us, we employ the overzealousThe earth isn't flat yet, and damn does that compel ushead to china, grab your chisel and I will meet you in the middlewe're not flat-earthers, we're earth flatteners...I have a dream, but whether its happeningyou all believed, and damn is it... Flattering!---- Matt's Song -----Title: Someone's Gonna Change The WorldPrompt Page: War on Terror -> Misnomer -> AnachronismLyrics:open up the curtains let the darkness inthe emperor expired in his bedand now the power vacuum that was left by himand filling in the air above our headsGunships littering in the skyFuel cells glittering like diamondsAnd all us ordinary folkGathering belowOh oh ohAnd we've got fire in our eyesUp there someone's gonna change the worldBut the world down here's in short supplyWho do you expect us to rise up against?The armies or the admirals or the gods?Might as well suggest we turn the river running through the town back on itselfand flood the mountain topsMainsails blocking out the moonSpent shells falling like a heavy rainAnd all us ordinary folkGathering belowOh oh ohAnd we've got fire in our eyesUp there someone's gonna change the worldBut the world down here's in short supplyAt night I dream like everybody dreamsI wake up I've forgotten what I've seenNo matter who prevails up there aboveThe meat down here still rots, and the air still tastes the sameTomorrow there'll be champagne for the richBut the only thing that trickles down is pissYou could cut the head off every kingThe meat down here still rots, and the air still tastes the same[Chorus]
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  • S4E5: It's Me, Diapers!

    S4E5: It's Me, Diapers!
    Dec 29 2025
    This is our most unhinged ep 5 yet. We talk superpowers, dark web librarians, and how to recognize when your favorite podcast is incapable of putting out a bad episode.Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like to download the demos: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Our Music:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Our Discord-- SPOILERS BELOW ----Bug's Song--Title: Richard NoirPrompt: Structural Integrity and Failure -> 9/11 -> The War on TerrorLyrics:The names ichard, like Richard with No RI was 2 minutes from flying the coop whensome little bird wanders in out the rainlooking for helpShe goes on and on about a strange manthat's popped up in her families neighborhoodshe's clearly traveled a long ways for my helpI can tell from her plumage she ain't from 'round hereWhats a rural bird doing so far from homeI ain't got time for bird-house callsI've never been an early bird but even I know that no goodever comes from staying out this lateBut then she drops the crucial detail that stops me in my tracks"he ain't moved in a week"hmm, that is interesting. Anyone who knows anything about manknows that they are fidgety and quick -- always on the moveMaybe its time to see what happens when this unstoppable forcemeets an immovable objectSo me and the little bird fly back to her home in the stickslittle farm just west of cityville and we set up an old-fashioned stake outAnd sure as sunshine, this ain't no wild goose chaseTheres a man towering over the corn fieldHer first instinct is to bury her head in the dirt butI've crapped on enough statues to know that nothing was evergonna get this beast to give chaseThat's a scare crow, ya scared crow.tell your scared folks to be scared no morethis rare foe couldn't hurt a sparrow, ya know?With that I left her in the rain,another mystery solvedShe shouts after me:How can I ever repay you, Richard??I say: It's Ichard, Noir!-- Matt's Song --Title: Poison IvyPrompt: Magia Naturalis -> Poison -> Poison IvyLyrics:So you're walking through the woods in the US of A Got your booty shorts on like you do every dayYou get your bare feet rocking, letting the dogs hang outYou got your shirt off too cause it's 100 degreesBerry picking cause you got a hunger to feedthis is what being free is all aboutYou're kicking through the forest out on your ownIf you remember one thing then remember this poemIf you see three leaves better let it because it's poison ivySo you're hiking through Australia to a beauty spotYou ain't wearing nothing but your booty shortsJust you and the sand and the sun on the back of your neckWhen out of the corner of your eyeYou see a little windy cunt, a slithering guyYou can cross his path or you can turn around and head backYou're kicking through the outback out on your ownIf you remember one thing then remember this poemIf the red touches yella, it'll kill a fellaThat's a fackin coral snakeSo you're picking through the wreckage of humanity's hubrisYou've found a stockpile of salt and canned foodFilling your pockets as much as your booty shorts will allowYour saliva glands ache at the sight of this mealWhen up the back of your neck runs a shivering thrillThere is something amiss, a presence malignant and foulSo you're kicking through the deadzone out on your ownIf you remember one thing then remember this poemIf it bleeds black flies, best cover your eyesIf it smells like sulphur, don't let it touch yaIf it burns with cold fire, free your heart from desireThose are lucifer's heraldsBaby it's as easy as 1 2 3My mnemonics got you jogging all your memoriesIf you see three leaves better let it because it's poison ivy
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  • S4E4: Back to the Dad-Well

    S4E4: Back to the Dad-Well
    Dec 15 2025
    In episode 4 we drop all kinds of ancient knowledge and talk about our least-favorite airportJam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode If you'd like to download the demos we showed off, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!Our Music:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW ------Bug's Song-----Title: How to Build a HousePrompt Page: Deep Sea Exploration -> Quenching -> Magia NaturalisLyrics:I'm at the grocery store thumpin' every watermelon in the binDunno what I'm listenin' for but I saw my father do it when I was a kidHe never taught me his tricks so its been hardcause guess and check only goes so farAnd now I have a watermelon of my ownSo I'm gonna teach it everything I knowLike how to build a house, how to tie your sneakershow to walk and talk, and when you gettem, how to brush your little teethand when you're wrong, how to say you're sorrybut this list is getting long so we can start it in the morningwhen you're old enough to know it, your dad'll show you howI'll teach you everything you need to knowHow to Build A HouseBut I dunno how to build a house but I can teach yawhen ya need to lean on people and just ask someone for helpthe best lesson, while you're malleable, is teaching you how valuableit is to say: "I don't have to do everything myself"Because the ancient books of wisdom we're full of men who didn't listenbut they claimed to know how everything workedthey'd say the roof bones connected to the wall bones connectedto the floor bones connected to the Earth, and that's[Chorus]Cause you don't know shit kid!But I can help ya with itWe should start with shapes and colors, how to recognize your motherbut I'm waiting and impatient and I really wanna skip toHow to Grow a GardenI got some seeds to get you startedWe can grow some watermelons, teach each other how to tell whenthey are ready or be patient when they're still a bit too hard, andI can't build a house, unless it is for birdsBut I can try to build a home and get you ready for the worldAnd when you are, I hope you'll do it tooBecause you wanna be like me and that is something I would doWhen you're old enough to do it, you're gonna show 'em howTeach 'em what I did and didn't knowHow to Build a House---- Matt's Song -----Title: Four Stop SignsPrompt Page: Whippits -> Biomaterial -> Structural Integrity and FailureLyrics:there's a tree growing out of the gutterin the house across from herethere are cracks in the brick of the big smoke stacks at the ironworks museumthere are bodies in this building's foundations, prophets sick with weather painspress your ear to the doors or the hardwood floors that swell up when it rainsYou are living in the arhythmical heart of the empireAnd it's four stop signs at each intersectionAnd it's all uphill in every directionHear the groaning of the city, count the rings around its eyesFind out how big animals like this can grow before they dieHarvest ivy from the ceiling, drink the damp right off the wallBecome a vessel for whatever's growing in the laundry pileScrawl your debut novel longhand on the hulls of subway trainsServe single malts and double shots for half minimum wageGet married in the basement, get tetanus for the highGet sexy new infections just before they go worldwideYou are living in the arrhythmical heart of the empireAnd it's four stop signs at each intersectionAnd it's all uphill in every direction Kiss yourself goodnight and sneak outWhen you're fast asleep and don't come backKiss yourself goodnight and sneak out
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