any record will do - i‘ve been stuck on Snockgrass lately. he’s the wizard of whimsy, the king of quirk, a true hot dog. he can capture joy, melancholy, goof, and hopeless sadness in one verse, while almost exclusively employing simple language (aside from the occasional made up word)
if you’re up a little earlier than the rest of the city and need a soundtrack for your foggy morning commute, Doc Snock is your man. he lives in the PNW now but was a Village boy back in the day, probably bouncing around town with the likes of Van Ronk and other Greenwich legends
god bless Elwood Snock
