The Ood Cast is not your average Doctor Who podcast.
We aim to express the joy, the chaos and the glory of our favourite show through laughter, rhyme and song.
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The Ood Cast is not your average Doctor Who podcast.
We aim to express the joy, the chaos and the glory of our favourite show through laughter, rhyme and song.
"To fire monkeys into people's bums..."
You know when you win a Christmas hamper at the raffle? You're really excited but then you peek underneath the bottle of cava, bits of raffia and Elizabeth Shaw mints, and you find that someone's padded out the bottom with dusty tins of spam, pineapple chunks in sugar-free syrup and those crackers that taste like baked paper?
This episode is nothing like that.
The Ood Cast (Audio) Annual 2012 is exploding from top to bottom with Christmassy goodness (a bit like Andy), including an opportunity to win a spot as a guest host, the Audio Ood Cast Monster Guide, a story from Michael of Tin Dog Podcast fame, puzzles, fact files, an 80's smash hit and most importantly, THE LITTLEST DOCTOR!
Listen until you feel bloated and sick, then swear off us, promise you'll do better in January and wait for two weeks before giving in and listening again. We know that's what you'll do.
We'll be doing it too.
"It's like a chinchilla!"
In several shades of grey, slightly fuzzy around the edges and beloved of children everywhere, it's the first ever episode of Doctor Who - An Unearthly Child. But what will the Oods make of their first review of a classic episode? Will Andy oscillate with whirling paroxysms of joy? Will Loz fall asleep live on air? Will Sigma reference pagan rituals and summon demons from the netherworld? Will Alph tread the knife edge of politically incorrect comedy without slipping and accentally slicing himself in half like a Damien Hirst sculpture?
Find out ALL THIS and MORE in Episode 10!
Now with added 60's funky time bending flummery.
"Eat a spider & then sit through Vengence of Varos."
At the Ood Cast, you won't be flabbergasted to hear that we hate to see lovely old British institutions taking a hammering from people who really couldn't do any better themselves.
That's right, we're talking about the BBC!
Haterz back off!
Sure, it's not perfect but it's still one of the UK's best features. Along with cream teas, the NHS and Bill Bailey.
So for this episood, we chose to sit the mics next to a speaker grille and record a solid 25 minutes of Radio 4. Because we're highbrow and that.
Also, Goaty. Gotyay? Goatee? Gotye. Because it's slightly more melodic than other cult YouTube sensation 'Gangnam Style' and Laura's Korean is limited to 'hello', 'thank-you' and 'you cannot buy a monkey at this market'*
*True
"May the best of your past be the worst of your future…"
In which we consider the Ponds as companions, people, fictional characters and plot devices.
Join the Ood Cast for a lovely chat about the beautiful and spirited Ponds.
As the Autumnal evenings pull in, pour yourself a hot chocolate and settle back to listen to us discussing these most complex and compelling of modern companions, taking in the entire sweep of their journey with the Doctor.
PLUS the untold story of Amelia Pond's origin, a Bond/ Doctor Who cross-over theme song and an EPIC RAP BATTLE OF TIME.
Begin!
"What the heckington?"
Fingers on nodules, everyone - it's the Ood Cast's semi-regular quiz show format, this time hosted by the redoubtable Laura Sigma.
But what has Loz got in store for her co-hosts? Fiendish musical offerings? Insane leaps of pure fiction that bear little to no resemblance to rational thought? A bit where language breaks down completely?
You bet your sweet brain cells she does. All that and more besides.
Who will win? And what does that say about that person exactly?
Experience the game show that Laura herself describes as "pretty mental".
"You know how mosquitos fly through the rain…?"
She was just a girl. A girl with long legs and an even longer memory. And the skinny guy- fading from the corners of her vision like a puddle disturbed by a footstep - was a nurse. They called him "Mr Sweetdreams" on the night shift because his use of topical anaesthesia was legendary.
She could still hear voices on the wind from the past - talk of dames, plot holes and dry towels, of laughter, longing, loss and a shadowy character spoken of in whispers as The Moff. Why did he enjoy inflicting pain on those who loved him? Was he a misanthrope? A genius? Or just a really twisted scotsman?
What ever he was, she knew she had to get out of town - and fast. But where could she run from that creeping grey menace? Was it ageing or angels that she feared? Was it even fear at all - or the urging of something even more primal - that drove her forward. She shut her eyes - stretched out her pale hands - and gave chase.
"I think he looked rather jolly ... with his cheek tusks. I'm calling them chusks."
The surface of the cube is cold to the touch. Cold but with something surging behind it, like a heart beat.
Like a storm.
You run your fingers along its hard edges, trying to discern something of its function in its form but come up blank. Your mind can't wrap itself around the concept of it. Too advanced, too alien.
You turn to leave and that's when it hums to life, glyphs picked out in a pulsating blue flicker across its dark surface. And that's when you understand, that's when you hear - a history of Earth in five waves of a sonic screwdriver, real lions at Nelson's column, the bonobo tariff, four, mad chattering voices uniting in praise…
You turn and run but already you know it's too late; can already feel the hairs rising on your neck as the bolt of electricity arcs across the void and connects with your heart. And as you slip into the darkness beyond your last thought hangs for a moment in the fading theatre of your subconscious …
That podcast was totally worth it.
"I did like the cyborg - his face looked like pork scratchings stapled to a ball bearing…"
When I was a child, my favourite story was about a podcast that went on forever. A podcast packed with tales of the Old West, talking hammers and a double macchiato and cactus cake meal deal.
A podcast that came from the internet.
By the time this episode arrived, the listeners of the Ood Cast were used to the strange and the impossible. But were they ready for guest stars from Radio Free Skaro, The Two Minute Timelord, The Doctor Who Podcast, Radio Rassilon, The Doctor Who Book Club and The Minute Doctor Who Podcast?
Where they came from didn't matter, as a man once said "You can find them all at www.doctorwhopodcastalliance.org".
Do I believe the story? I don't know. But next time you're on the internet, ask someone why they don't have a marshal or a sheriff or a policeman there?
"Because that would be almost impossible to enforce in a global digital community" they'll say.
And then they'll smile like they got a secret.
Like they got their own special podcast to listen to. Their very own podcast that came … from the internet.
'Ow, my plums.'
Riddell pushed his way through the undergrowth, the thick, verdant leaves of the jungle tugging at his shirt sleeves and the exposed skin beneath. An array of flying insects buzzed ceaselessly around him, drawn by the salty tang of the sweat pooling in the furrows of his forehead and the shifting plain of flesh between his shoulder blades.
And yet the mighty game hunter didn't move an inch. Despite the irritants, the discomfort, the yearning pain in his thighs, he remained motionless.
She was beautiful.
Less than 15 feet away, the Ood Cast Season 5, Episode 3 stretched its long neck and let out a low, satisfied roar. The beast was clearly at peace.
Vulnerable.
From his hidden perch Riddell could clearly see every inch of his prey. The ferocious looking claws, the parody songs, the review of Dinosaurs on a Spaceship, even the welcome presence of a return appearance by the Littlest Doctor.
He was near enough to see the whites of its eyes ... and the hilarious spoof sketches about secondhand dinosaurs, T-Rexes in the bath, killer kestrels & a robotic Laurel & Hardy.
This was his chance. His whole life had led up to this moment.
With a measured exhalation Riddell brought his rifle up to his shoulder and aimed for the heart...
"I think that sounds a bit like an ill cockerel..."
This week, flogging a dead cybermat, the Ood Cast return to the concept of "Sexy Daleks". There’s also an earnest debate, peculiar mouth noises, a wet shave and some filing cabinets. Not to mention a new companion, an exciting twist and the Special Weapons Dalek.
Elsewhere, an industrial manufacturer gets an order they just can’t handle, Skaro may or may not have been destroyed and Alpha's being a good Dad.
Yes, a brilliant first episode has flashed past our screens. We've tried to review it but to be honest, it’s all a bit of a Blur...
We're just flirting to keep you interested.