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An Adam Carolla Show Memory That Lives in My Head And Pays Nominal Rent

An Adam Carolla Show Memory That Lives in My Head And Pays Nominal Rent

All I could hear was this one word

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I can’t remember which year this was or who the guest was—I’m hoping I will figure it out in the course of writing this—but we were in the remodeled studio instead of the first studio which means it definitely wasn’t the first year. I suspect it was 2013.

old studio

For anyone unfamiliar with the studio change, I will elucidate. When I first joined the show the studio was in the front of the warehouse in an area which was separated from the rest of the warehouse by a hallway. Or maybe it was separated by just a doorway?

with Fred Armisen in kitchen-y area of old studio

You would walk through the front door which made a jingle jangle sound when it opened and into a kitchen-y feeling room that had linoleum floors, a wooden table with chairs in the middle, a sink and coffee maker ahead and to the right, a refrigerator to your right, the control room ahead of you and to your left was the old studio. You entered and exited through a sliding glass door (Lynch would pull it closed and it would make that sort of satisfying vacuum seal sound right before recording and it felt like when the pilot says “doors are locked for take-off”). In this studio we all sat on orange couches.

When I first started, the couches were very squishy. Like extremely squishy where you sit down and your knees are higher than your butt. Quickly they were adjusted to become more stiff which was infinitely better for podcasting. You want to be comfortable but not so comfortable you are dozing off.

Down a hallway (or through a doorway) was the belly of the warehouse which held some of Adam’s cars, desks for Donny, Sandy and Jeff and of course Donny’s minibikes.

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