This episode of Peaches Pit Party plays like a fever dream broadcast from a ticket-transfer purgatory. Peaches opens by running between the K-Bear studio and the Cannonball studio like a deranged postman because Ticketmaster refuses to let him transfer Chevelle tickets without sending a fresh code for every single pair. By the time the show starts he’s out of breath, but still manages to hype the looming Chevelle / Asking Alexandria / Dead Poets Society concert and his accidental addiction to a $5 Steam game called Keep Digging (dig to 1,000 meters, set off a nuke, repeat). He also unveils the new To Peach Their Own question: “What’s something you pretend to hate but secretly love?” which immediately turns into listeners confessing their love for Crocs, compliments, cheesy rom-coms, yacht rock, and one guy who sheepishly admits to bingeing K-Pop Demon Hunters.
In between, Peaches swings hard into gamer mode — dissecting Grand Theft Auto VI’s May 2026 release and his fantasy of being a radio DJ voice in the game. Then comes a cascade of concert plugs (Static-X/Mudvayne in Pocatello, In This Moment at Mountain America Center, Halestorm possibly on the Aftershock lineup) and a “concert season is almost over” lament punctuated by snow in the Tetons. The sports update is pure chaos: NFL kickers smashing 50-yarders because they now get to shape footballs like Play-Doh, Tom Brady confusing everyone by being both a Raiders insider and Fox commentator, and US Open fans downing 738,459 honey-deuce cocktails.
Peaches then veers into an age crisis triggered by Rams coach Sean McVay tearing his plantar fascia while celebrating, leading Peaches to recall throwing his own back out in a gym parking lot at 24. From there it’s an out-of-nowhere Pedro Pascal rant — including eye-infection selfies, an “industry plant” conspiracy, and a prediction of Pascal’s imminent downfall. He plugs the Crazy Figure Eight Car Races, rants about Chipotle opening in Idaho Falls (“No, we’re not California, calm down”), flexes on his office fantasy football league (still undefeated thanks to “Jacoby Lastname”), and closes on a very Idaho fall note: Costco’s four-pound pumpkin pie and the cult of “The Joy of Costco” book. The whole show is a live-action meme about adulthood: streaming anime with your kid, eating $6 pies, pretending to hate K-pop but humming it at work, and screaming about Ticketmaster codes while snow creeps toward the Tetons.