1.) It's WFMU. Weird is one of their mandates.

2.) Considering what the Stanford U Marching Band has been reported to have gotten up to in recent years, this is, in fact, benign.

Also recommended is the project producer's "band," The Bran Flakes.

Here's another version, also by the Ohio State marching band.

A Winnipeg lad myself, Winnipeg Whore made me snort coffee out my nose.

#061 Alexandria Hughes Little - Jesus Christ's Ring is special. I mean... wow. Sample that.

Myron Floren's Disco Polka hasn't been off my playlist since I bought the LP at Woolco in 1981. I had three selections on tape (Laughing Disco Polka, Clarinet Disco Polka, Beer Barrel Disco Polka), and now I have a half dozen on mp3. It never fails to cheer me the hell up.

I want to hear those 1963 radio commercials. That's when I had no choice but to listen to my parents' station. Just before I started hearing all those great Stan Freberg ads, I think.

Dickie Beals -- the voice of Speedy Alka-Seltzer! I have a cut from "Seven Dreams" by Gordon Jenkins (wrote "This Is All I Ask") with him in it, and also Thurl "Tony the Tiger" Ravenscroft. Alas, they don't interact. I had the whole LP up on one of those sites that lets you download stuff with a password, but they deleted it after 30 days of no downloads.

Ahhh, The Goldwaters. I have their magnum opus, "Folk Songs to Bug The Liberals." Still haven't put it on the turntable, but I found a web site where they tracked down some former members who still seem to have a good sense of humor about the whole unlikely enterprise.

Robert Preston, "Chicken Fat." God, they played that every morning on KCOL. It's written by Meredith Willson, too.

Some weird stuff here, too.

Other things to look for at WFMU. Crazy PSAs by new bands I don't know. Takeshi Terauchi and the Bunnys (they have at least one other album up there in addition to the classical surf stuff). Song-poets (professional musicians who make songs out of wretched verse sent in by suckers who answer ads in comic books). An audio map of NYC. Garage band music from Japan, Italy, and Mexico.

They're indispensable.

Now I feel like going out and getting football tickets.

He was assisted by his helpmeet, Mrs. Hook, telling painfully pathetic (lame and halting) parables, and he was backed up by a crew of pirates, each with his own distinctively idiosyncratic bad British accent. There was a group of puppets that proved to me that Muppets have sex with their sisters... and a second group even worse than those that showed that they did the same. Ewwww.

My first glimpse of this show was of a blind sub-Muppet with staring ping-pong ball eyes, in chains, wailing "Oh, WHY did I trust my friends? They LIED to me, and now I'm BLIND!" Yep, it was Samson, and I was HOOKED. I watched the show, and turned as many friends onto it as I could, until the fateful day when my pal Mike called and said he'd seen the last show. After it was over, a card announced that the old Captain had gone to meet his Maker. They never even showed any reruns. The old Gospel Ship had sailed for good.

This goes right onto the iPod. Thanks terribly for alerting me to this. Seriously.

The mind boggles.

You should leave the disemvoweled head of spam that's called and deleted. Not as a warning to the others, but merely as a source of innocent merriment, of innocent merriment.