An old guy I met in NYC who recites these "songs" mostly containing references to popular culture at least as a starting point or inspiration and quickly degrades to self degredation and it seems to contain a real sense that something is just not right. Definitely a sense of humor exists, but I believe this is completely devoid of a sense of irony. A real NY character who often performs Monday Nights at the Bowery Poetry Club. Interesting stuff if you ask me. Oh yeah, my friend Dan plays keyboards in the background.