The Blake Cunningham Delirium
Don’t be serious, let’s gets delirious🫨
The Blake Cunningham Delirium
EP 24 A SOLO CREATOR BATTLES A BAD MOUTH, EXPERIMENTS WITH A VINTAGE DAW, AND TELLS A SURREAL EPSTEIN TALE WHILE PLANNING MONTHLY MUSIC DROPS
Dead-of-night energy. Freezer-burned ice cream. A sore mouth that won’t shut up—and somehow the most productive studio session in weeks. We come back from a break with a simple promise: new music on the last Friday of every month, starting with a double single called Get a Grift. The plan only works if the workflow does, so we unpack why a gifted Roland workstation beats a distraction-heavy laptop, how hardware limits can boost creativity, and why two upcoming instrumental tracks lean into jagged rhythms and haunting motifs.
The conversation swerves, as late nights do, into the drag of headline noise and the fog around high-profile cases. Instead of feeding speculation, we take the tension and make story: first, a surreal tour-van scene that seeds the song title Lacerated Halo; then a tight, noir-tinged short story about an agent, an island, and the slow echo of institutional failure. Fiction becomes a filter for hard topics—less outrage, more clarity—and a reminder that art can hold complexity without amplifying chaos.
Between riffs, we talk focus, habit, and the small rituals that keep a solo creator moving when life gets messy. A monthly cadence sets the bar. A hardware DAW reduces decision fatigue. Pain and constraint shape cleaner choices. And a shoutout roll call of listeners from Detroit to Osaka proves the weird, stubborn magic of showing up. Hit play if you want a window into process, a few strange stories, and a practical roadmap for making more with less. If it resonates, subscribe, share with a friend, and leave a quick review—then tell me what tool keeps you creating when the night won’t quiet down.
Hey little guy. Hey little hey hey little guy what are you doing? What are you doing with that dude?
SPEAKER_03:Welcome back to the show. This is unconceivable.
SPEAKER_04:I've took in taken a hiatus from from from from podcasting since the last time that I did it, which was on Halloween. Um so since then what is happened? Well, I've got like this gash not gash, but I've got in uh it's and it's a possible infection. On so here's the thing. Here's my um Spiel Schweel. Is it Spiel or Schwiel? Um But before that, I want to talk about um my new release schedule. I will be trying to release music every last Friday of the month. And uh yeah, every last Friday of the month, my new trick. Um, it's like a double single, it's gonna be called Get a Grift, because you gotta get a Grift. Um and uh shoot. Shoot. Um so I've got like this gash on my mouth. Uh not a gash on it's a gash a possible infection in my mouth. It might just be a canker sore, but so I had two my top two wisdom teeth removed, and I couldn't get the bottom two removed because I lost insurance at the ripe age of health insurance at the ripe age of twenty two. So after that, I've kind of been in a whirlwind to find a way to finance. I I'm like literally like I am like stumbling over my words because like this gash in my mouth. So we're work here's the moral story, we're working on it. In next episode, I might even have like a torn-up mouth, and it'll be really fun. Um but my next two tracks are like wildly instrumental tracks. Um and I'm working on I've been I've been making like a lot of weird stuff in this Roland virtual daw that I have that my uncle gave to me before he died. And I've just been working out like these ideas like in the the no daw I mean it it it is a like physical daw, but just working out ideas without like not in my MacBook because like when I use my MacBook I like will get distracted very easily and find I'm just in like there's something I don't know, there's something about like looking at Garage Man and my Mac that like really makes me feel like weird and like depressed, I guess, but I don't know. Um and I have like this idea for just like a name of something that's like near the mouth. But recently I I don't know if I mentioned this. I did I don't know if I said this on the last episode. I did get a switch too. The day has finally came. I I probably did mention this at some point, but the um the I bit I got Cyberpunk on it and you know people say it is not like the best version of the game. But it it definitely is like the coolest version of the game, 'cause it's just like you know, I don't have to sell the switch to anyone. You get it. You do you do it on the TV, you do it and not on the TV. Um But yeah, the the Epcine Files Do you want to hear more about the Epcine Files? Do ya? I bet you do I bet you do You sicker You sick little uh Yeah So yeah you know Um It's just like impending doom gradual threat of war Democracy is crumbling basically like not brick by brick, but probably like particle by particle daily Um violence issues and stuff but all that is what you came here to escape There's something weird about doing this at like the dead of not the dead of night, but just like in the chatters of the night um have you seen these 302 documents?
SPEAKER_01:Have you done I have asked my FBI agent to review the entirety of the FD files?
SPEAKER_04:I'm watching Asmund Gold and Eaton Ice Cream.
SPEAKER_01:So is is the loophole here reporting that you're searching that these uh victims are credible that the 302s maybe didn't produce credible statements that arise of probable costs?
SPEAKER_04:Listen to the honesty in this catch.
SPEAKER_01:They reviewed all that, yes. Name the people who victimized them?
unknown:I I personally know what the FBI has.
SPEAKER_04:Who's uh FBI?
unknown:You gotta get your shit together, man.
SPEAKER_04:The ice cream it's kind of freezer burnt.
unknown:You you gotta look figure out who it is. Like this guy, and here's what's sad.
SPEAKER_00:Am I the only person that had like very, very high expectations for this guy? Like I was very, very positive about him.
SPEAKER_04:I was really hoping to I don't know why you would be. He's obviously a crook. A huckster and a grifter.
SPEAKER_02:We are not in the practice of department of the code.
SPEAKER_04:No free advertisers on this show. All right. No YouTube ads are making their way through this secure to you.
SPEAKER_00:Like, honestly, this is pathetic.
SPEAKER_04:This really is fucking honestly cooked for a minute.
SPEAKER_00:Uh what we gotta we gotta do something about this. We gotta go. It's not the same cache. Like it really, it's not. Like, this is crazy. What that what was the question? It wasn't that answer. I'll tell you that. Certainly wasn't that weird, bro.
unknown:This is really weird.
SPEAKER_04:The ice cream is freezer burn, but it's still stupid.
SPEAKER_01:How can you hear in front of the table and say there are no names?
SPEAKER_00:There are no names. And he's talking specifically about the names of the people that were listed in the different testimonies. So let me get this right. So the uh banking executive that was having women trafficked to him by Jeffrey Epstein was one of the victims. Is that correct? Is this accurate?
SPEAKER_02:We are not in the knowledge. We are not in the practice that Department of FBI over this.
SPEAKER_04:There's been an update on the whole debacle. And basically, if you're not in the know, um there's been an update on the whole debacle. And if you're not in the know and if there's an update on the whole debacle and you're not in a no. Okay. Here's what here's what happened to Epstein. Epstein was sitting in the back of a rust red tour van somewhere between Ohio and a place that didn't technically exist on the maps. This is Epstein. The air smelled like gas station coffee and guitar strings. The kind of scent that only shows up when you're awake for 31 straight hours. You're trying to work on a new rift, Epstein that is. Something jagged and mean, something that felt like the song Downer by Nirvana. But sounded like it had eaten a galaxy. Every time you strummed that Lowy Epstein, this is from Epstein's perspective, the lights flickered in the cell where he hung himself with the sheets, allegedly. At first Epstein thought it was the van, but it was actually the sky. The sky that flickered. It went black, no stars, no moon, just thick velvet nothing. The drummer, Epstein's drummer, yelled from the front seat, dude, did someone turn off space? The road ahead lit up with weird purple glow. Like the banner for this show, the play Cunningham Delirium had spilled out into reality. Out of the glow stepped a kid, maybe fifteen, maybe fifteen maybe fifteen with a cheap ukulele covered in stickers. Don't worry it, Mr. Epstein said. I can help find you I can help fund your music career. He pointed at Epstein, he said, You wrote my favorite song, he said, but you haven't written it yet. Epstein blinked, what's it called? He grinned like he knew the punchline to a joke Older than mountains around you. Lacerated halo. And then just like the power surge, everything snapped back, the sky returned, the moon blinked, it like nothing happened, the kid was gone, allegedly. The van coasted to a stop on the shoulder. Everyone stared at Epstein, and your guitar was not my not my guitar, but his guitar was was was vibrating, but you hadn't touched it. It was playing the rift, the opening rift to Lacerated Halo, the song that Epstein wrote in prison before he tied together a bunch of sheets. So that was the um the update that happened between um between uh now and yesterday. So I'm gonna continue eating my ice cream and back to Asmund Gold.
unknown:That's not what you ask what we do.
SPEAKER_02:We are all it's crazy, bro. Like I'm not in the habit of releasing incredible information. That's not what we do. But multiple authorities have looked at the entirety of what we do.
unknown:I gotta move on here.
SPEAKER_04:It's very useful, I'm eating ice cream.
SPEAKER_00:They can't figure out how to deal with Reddit. You can't even micromanage the websites where people are making death threats to politicians. You can't even stop that.
SPEAKER_04:I'm banned for Reddit.
SPEAKER_00:You are actually managing the F team data in a way that's a bit of it. What the fuck out of here? You can't even handle social media. What's going on here? Sorry, guys, we can't release anything because there's decided names for we can redact those particular names and release everything. But uh we're good. Yeah, I guess what a bunch of bullshit, man. What a bunch of fucking I think he's getting blackmailed, probably. Unfortunately, he got captured. I think so too. But I don't care.
SPEAKER_04:If you get blackmailed, then we need to have you get blackmailed, then we need to have a story about somebody unrelated to Epstein. I know everybody's so sick of and tired of hearing about Epstein. Here's a story unrelated to Epstein that I wrote in my spare time. This story is called The Island of Echoes. The plane touched down on a strip of sunbleached concrete in the middle of the Caribbean. To the outside world, the island was a little more than a wealthy man's retreat, an indulgent billionaire playground. But to special agent Marie Hate Ray's raise, it would be a crime scene waiting to be unsealed. The case had landed on her desk earlier. Jeffrey Epstein, financier, convicted sex offender, a man who slipped through the cracks of the justice systems more times than anyone should have. His death in 2019 felt more left more questions than answers, and the trail had gone cold. Until now, a whistleblower had come forward, not with wild conspiracies, but with the names on a hard drive. A single encrypted drive containing schedules, journals, messages no one had ever seen, enough to reopen the entire investigation. Mars stepped onto the island shore, the heat pressing down like a hand. Everyone around her silent, too silent. The ocean didn't crash, it whispered. Birds didn't sing, they watched. The place felt haunted by the weight of the truth. Inside the main villa. Dust covered everything. The glass walls faced the ocean, but the view felt wrong. Like the island was staring back at her. She opened the hard drive and began reading, and what she found wasn't the spacious glamour the tabloids chased, it was patterns of manipulation, detailed logs of grooming, accounts of victims who had never been heard, receipts, flight logs, dates, times, meticulous meticulous planning of someone who believed he would never be stopped. It wasn't a powerful list of names. It was a map of systematic failure, judges, prosecutors, officers who had looked the other way, bent corners or simply failed to push harder. The deeper she dug, the more she realized Epstein had been one man, but the silence that protected him had been an institution. When the night fell, Mars stood on the balcony overlooking the water. She knew the part this the next part would be dangerous. Opening the case again meant angry people who'd b benefited for getting it. But she also knew the truth echoes. Maybe it took years, maybe decades, but eventually someone heard it. She closed the laptop. This time she said to herself, the echo becomes a voice. And she turned back toward the villa, ready to break open everything the world thought it already knew. So that was just a little story for you, unrelated to the Epstein thing that we have been so um intensely talking about lately. Um on a different note, let's shout out, let's go through the stats and let's shout out everybody that listens to this um locations. We got people, we got people listening from the United States, Singapore, United Kingdom, Canada, what? Japan, Russia, Russian Federation, oh. That's probably not good. Brazil, New Zealand, Bangladesh, Australia, we got Detroit, White Lake, Michigan, Texas, Dallas. Oh, let's start over again. We got Detroit, Michigan, White Lake, Michigan, Dallas, Texas, Navi, Michigan, Warren, Michigan, Lavonia, Michigan, Plymouth, Michigan, North North Bergen, New Jersey. Did I say something about people from New Jersey that I don't remember? West Bloomfield, San Jose, California, Potaski, Michigan, uh, Southfield, Michigan, Troy, Michigan, Ludington, Michigan, Farmington Hills, Michigan, San Francisco, California, Southwark, Southwark, Waterford, Michigan, Tower Hamlets, Tower Hamlets, Hamilton, Ontario, Ferndale, Michigan, Anaheim, California, Osaka, Asaka, Farmington, Michigan, Phoenix, Arizona, Jacksonville, Florida, New Orleans, Louisiana, Mosamin, Saskatchewan, Alexandria, Virginia, Fair Oaks, California, Ashburn, Virginia, Caribbeo Sao Pablo, Romeos Michigan, Jesamasu Akasaka, East Jordan, Michigan, Oxford, Michigan, Pontiac, Michigan, Garden City, Michigan Huntington Woods, Michigan, Huntington Beach, California, Ypsilani, Michigan, Granton, Michigan, Amadab, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Adeline, South Australia, Wallin Lakeland, Michigan, Villa de Baba, Ottawa, Ontario, Mix Wixam, Michigan, Auckland, Auckland, Borman, Oregon. Those are all the places that your people are listening to this for some reason or another. If you're doing that, something's deeply wrong with you, and you should stop you should stop doing that because it's not good. And I'm really boring on the surface, but if you actually got to know me, I I'd be extremely more boring than the I let on to be. So with that parting thought, please go check out Blake Cunningham on Spotify, B L A K E C U N N I N G H A M on Spotify, Apple Music, YouTube, wherever. Good night.