A pretty funny set on trying to recover from being dumped
and why joining a monastery is probably not a good idea.
I still say going back to the very old days would be ideal.
I want a beautiful woman to grab me by the hair, beat me
with a club. drag me back to her cave and have her way with me.
Does that make me a bad person?
Tim Young doesn’t think so…

The Asylum Street Spankers with a tune steeped in
annoyance, rage, and lots of leaves.
These folks were the rage before they disbanded a
few years back, musical talent and a keen sense of
humor to spare.
One naughty bit towards the end, I’m sure you’ve
heard your grandma say it when she tried to start
the tractor…

A humorous look at preparing your tuber for the end of its life.
Pretty much.
This is a fascinating watch even after he loses it and starts
shooting at the poor defenseless spuds with a 357.
“Death to the Russets!” will be carved on his tombstone…

Juston McKinney with a humorous look at a stay at home wife.
He’s a great stand-up comedian, low level snark that is
deceptively effective, and an insight that is quite refreshing.
New Hampshire’s own…

Henry Phillips started off as a serious folk singer.
He realized after several gigs that he received a
lot of applause and laughter when he bantered
with the audience a bit between each song.
He shifted his focus to doing novelty tunes, a
logical move all things considered.
He never looked back.
His voice is excellent, a very pure sound that is
much better than average.
I played this on the show recently, and it really
shows his vocal range, a damned good singer
by any measure.
It’s funny, and quite true after all is said and done…