CrackTown - Charlton Heston and others...

Where did all the humour go? Theory #73 could point towards CrackTown who, with their stylings to "watch dog fights by" appear to have digested all of the humour available in the world, only to spit it out as wonderfully insane songs.

Charlton Heston, for instance, from Songs In The Key of Fuck Off. "I wish that I was Charlton Heston," they sing, rather ironically, given the fucker's real-life gun-toting antics, "he's the king of every genre, from biblical to western".

Glorious stuff, with, as on every track, added Premier League harp antics provided by mad man co-vocalist the Silverfox (who also goes by the name of Dave).

And so it continues. How I Feel Inside, about self indulgent musicians laying it all on the line and not really giving a damn about the audience out front; the heart string-tugging Leaving Las Vegas, in which the twosome, who've apparently married a single waitress following a serious bout of drink-imbibing, are stranded Stateside without passports, money or shoes and, finally, Prisoner 783, about a rather nice escaped prisoner telling how life really is and greeting people in shops politely.

Of course, it's not all laughs - there are a few serious points in here somewhere. But, on the whole, it's like those tracks on Bob Dylan albums that never get mentioned when everyone's creaming their jeans over the importance of Zimmerman. Y'know, the really funny ones.
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