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There was a time when I was way too into comedy records. Especially
comedy music, which is not at all the same thing as
Musical Comedy. For
me it probably began with Allen Sherman, who would later become an
object lesson in what happens to the Flavor of the Month when we
inevitably flip
the calendar to a new month. And then it evolved, starting with my
brother's tapes of Tom Lehrer and going in all sorts of odd
directions. But eventually I grew up. Sorta, anyway. And I left
comedy music behind.
Mostly, at least.
But every time I think I'm out, they pull me back in. Like these
guys, who emailed me out of the blue in hopes of getting a little free
publicity. So I finally got around to listening, and I got a kick out
of what I heard. As you might guess from their name and that of the
album, a big chunk of their output plays on music stereotypes. But
not all; I wouldn't wish an hour of Rap parodies on anybody. Well,
yeah, there are a few Red Staters I'd wish it on. But that's another
conversation for another time.
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