UNBOXING RILEY MARTIN - EPISODE 18 - FROM THE HOWARD STERN SHOW

"Unboxing Riley Martin" chronicles the bizarre, unforgettable saga of Riley Martin—Howard Stern’s most delusional (and endearing) UFO prophet. For decades, Riley hijacked the Stern Show with tales of alien abduction, interstellar welfare scams, and his self-published Biavian Bible, a book only he (and maybe a few Sildarians) understood. This podcast exhaustively catalogs every on-air moment, from his early ’90s debut—babbling about spaceships shaped like “two turtles copulating”—to his later years as a tin-foil-hatted merch mogul peddling “Biavian” wisdom to skeptics and suckers.

Riley’s genius wasn’t just in his absurdity; it was his unwavering commitment to the bit. Whether he was feuding with Artie Lange over “space copyright law” or claiming his alien overlords stiffed him on royalties, he turned extraterrestrial grift into radio gold. Episodes unpack his cult-like following, nonsensical rants, and the tragicomic hubris of a man who genuinely believed he was the victim… in a feud with literal aliens.

A time capsule of Stern’s chaos era, the show lets Riley’s own words—equal parts Shakespearean soliloquy and gas station prophecy—shine. Subversive, strange, and strangely poignant, it’s the definitive autopsy of a career built on Martian tall tales.

Subscribe for the full Riley experience: delusions included, tinfoil sold separately.

Now enter our chorus: Sir Luigi Greenberg, whose appetite for cold steak is matched only by his wit; Lord KC Day, bringer of happy smoke and seeker of clarity in chaos; and the fair enchantress Lady DJ Electra, whose breasteeses shine like twin moons o’er madness. These three noble fools do brave the tale in earnest, recounting every visit, every call, every cursed court proceeding, in reverent jest. For though Bigfoot be oft taken advantage of, and oft his tale dismissed, we say unto thee: let not this legend vanish into fog. For in this tale lies madness, majesty... and a mailbox forever changed, it is.

Riley’s genius wasn’t just in his absurdity; it was his unwavering commitment to the bit. Whether he was feuding with Artie Lange over “space copyright law” or claiming his alien overlords stiffed him on royalties, he turned extraterrestrial grift into radio gold. Episodes unpack his cult-like following, nonsensical rants, and the tragicomic hubris of a man who genuinely believed he was the victim… in a feud with literal aliens.

A time capsule of Stern’s chaos era, the show lets Riley’s own words—equal parts Shakespearean soliloquy and gas station prophecy—shine. Subversive, strange, and strangely poignant, it’s the definitive autopsy of a career built on Martian tall tales.

Subscribe for the full Riley experience: delusions included, tinfoil sold separately.

Now enter our chorus: Sir Luigi Greenberg, whose appetite for cold steak is matched only by his wit; Lord KC Day, bringer of happy smoke and seeker of clarity in chaos; and the fair enchantress Lady DJ Electra, whose breasteeses shine like twin moons o’er madness. These three noble fools do brave the tale in earnest, recounting every visit, every call, every cursed court proceeding, in reverent jest. For though Bigfoot be oft taken advantage of, and oft his tale dismissed, we say unto thee: let not this legend vanish into fog. For in this tale lies madness, majesty... and a mailbox forever changed, it is.

Riley’s genius wasn’t just in his absurdity; it was his unwavering commitment to the bit. Whether he was feuding with Artie Lange over “space copyright law” or claiming his alien overlords stiffed him on royalties, he turned extraterrestrial grift into radio gold. Episodes unpack his cult-like following, nonsensical rants, and the tragicomic hubris of a man who genuinely believed he was the victim… in a feud with literal aliens.

A time capsule of Stern’s chaos era, the show lets Riley’s own words—equal parts Shakespearean soliloquy and gas station prophecy—shine. Subversive, strange, and strangely poignant, it’s the definitive autopsy of a career built on Martian tall tales.

Subscribe for the full Riley experience: delusions included, tinfoil sold separately.

Now enter our chorus: Sir Luigi Greenberg, whose appetite for cold steak is matched only by his wit; Lord KC Day, bringer of happy smoke and seeker of clarity in chaos; and the fair enchantress Lady DJ Electra, whose breasteeses shine like twin moons o’er madness. These three noble fools do brave the tale in earnest, recounting every visit, every call, every cursed court proceeding, in reverent jest. For though Bigfoot be oft taken advantage of, and oft his tale dismissed, we say unto thee: let not this legend vanish into fog. For in this tale lies madness, majesty... and a mailbox forever changed, it is.