Editor's note: wow, this starts out like a bad soap opera, turns into a humble-headed Max Headroom soliloquy, flips to a Suessian Word-Poem, segues between all the aforementioned and then ends because it has to BECAUSE TIME IS MONEY. Too bad Paul sells himself short in the time-is-money theory even if the setting is 1961. If time is in fact money shouldn't you expect a million dollars per quarter hour, Paul? PAUL? Oh yeah, Paul's time here on the record has expired so his money and mantra are silenced. Such is the way of all humanity.
I came across this record on a few blogs and managed to track down some audio from WFMU's site. I would love to hear more from this honky-tonkin' caterwaulin' queen. Listen to the tracks below and I think you will too!