Remember when you were a kid and you'd sneak a listen to such "dirty" comedy albums as Steve Martin's Let's Get Small or George Carlin's Class Clown? Those days are now a bygone thrill. Such profanity, innuendo, and ne'er-do-wellness is pipelined into the living room thanks to cable TV. Neil Hamburger, fresh from his squeaky clean America's Funnyman album, tries to go Rudy Ray Moore and fails miserably. Neil always fails miserably. This time, the results are spectacularly bad.

The comedy on here is shit and you're supposed to be in on the joke. (The shows are byproducts of the studio with the sound of clinking glasses and ignorant club patrons mumbling, rarely giggling.) Just when you think you've heard a bad one-liner, along comes one even more pathetic. Neil's sad sack delivery and blissful denial of the audience's distaste is highly refreshing in the age of hyper active audiences who crow at the most tepid Jay Leno jokes. Sample Hamburger line: "Anyone here ever change dirty diapers? You get shit all over your fucking hands."

Why reccommend the album? That's a good question. As bad as it is, I was nevertheless entertained by Neil's diligence and pathetic delivery. The closing track may hint at Hamburger's future, a lovely cabaret ditty entitled "She Sits Among the Cabbages and Peas."

-Jason Josephes