Have yourself a poopy little Christmas with Poopy Souls and his latest album, "Poopy Christmas", which is sure to tickle your fancy and your fanny. Sit your stanky arse down, take a crap, and take a listen.
Lee Paxton's "American Revolutionary" (2006) is a collection of live songs recorded in early 2006 on a digital voice recorder. These are rough, unedited, lo-fi recordings of traditional folk songs as well as some new original songs.
Here are 12 free MP3s from the Lee Paxton album "Any Road" (July 2005)
NOTE: To hear a song, click on its name, or right click and select "Save Target As".
a funky instrumental groove that is dedicated to Guy Picciotto and Fugazi. This song is also dedicated to my sister Jeanna, and my friend Jesse Ray, who both played on the old version of this song with me back in 1995. I hope you enjoy the new version.
About the absurdity of religion at times, and it also celebrates the Hilarious cult of laughter and joy known as the Cult of Sri Poopy-Poopy. This ancient religious sect asked me to write and record this Holy Chant, which inspires laughter. I recorded this song with my friend Scott Floodstrom, and he came up with some funky improvised comical poetry. To learn more about the Cult of Sri Poopy-Poopy, check out their website. [lyrics]
Perhaps the worst country song ever written (and possibly one of the most hilarious too). If you don't know what "Duck Butter" or "Fromunda Cheese" is, don't look for any explanations on this website, haha, for there are other places on the net for certain definitions! [lyrics]
Some people are against the idea of stem cell research. Sample this DNA! If it can find better ways to cure diseases, it might not be such a bad idea. Give your Genes a break, and dance to this jazz-infused funky groove!
I read about the Legend of the Hookerman on the internet, and the story really impressed me, so I wrote this song. As the story goes, long ago the Hookerman was killed while working on the railroad tracks in Morris County, New Jersey. Strange lights have been reportedly seen near the old tracks there for many years, and according to the legend, it's the Hookerman with his hook and lamp looking for the arm he lost on the tracks so many years ago.