TalkShoe is a Web 2.0 Internet radio/podcasting site that uses a Java chat client in conjunction with a conference call bridge to allow users to host or participate in live on-line talk radio shows called "community calls" or simply a "call" for short. A call can be syndicated and downloaded after the live show ends as a podcast. Community call hosts were paid a monthly fee based on the quantity of listeners their shows received until the abrupt end of the revenue sharing in May 2008.
TalkShoe's name is a play on "talk show," using Ed Sullivan's pronunciation of the word "show" as "shoe."
TalkShoe was founded in April 2005. It is currently privately owned.
The TalkShoe headquarters and the dial-in access point for its conference call bridge are located in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
All TalkShoe hosts are required to register at the TalkShoe.com site in order to participate, however guests can listen to a show via the web client without registration. Through the registration process, a user chooses a screen name and a 10-digit unique PIN. TalkShoe suggests the registrant use his own phone number for ease of remembering, but registrants with privacy concerns may use any number they wish as long as it has not been taken. The purpose of registration is so that the chat client can display the correct screen name to represent each dialed-in user.
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy got my glasses i'm out the door i'm gonna hit the city
Before i leave brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Coz when i leave for the night i aint coming back
I'm talkin pedicure on our toes toes
Tryin on all our clothes clothes
Boys blowin up our phones phones
Drop toppin playin our favorite C.D's
Pullin up to the partys
Tryna get a little bit tipsssyyyy
Dont Stop, make it pop
Dj blow my speakers up
Tonight I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight,
Tick-Tock go the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah woah ooh ohh
Woah woah ooh ohh
(x2)
Aint got a care in the world but got plenty of beer
Aint got no money in my pocket but im already here
And now the dudes are linin up 'coz they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
Im talkin everybody gettin crunk crunk
Boys tryna touch my junk junk
Gunna slap him if he gettin too drunk drunk
Now now we goin till they kick us out out
or the police shut us down down police shut us down down
po po shut us down
Don't stop, make it pop
Dj blow ma speakers up
Tonight I'ma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick-Tock go the clock
But the party dont stop no