Michael Hurley and the Meaning of Life

Michael Hurley records sound like a porch hootenany, except everyone knows how to play and no one takes himself seriously. Remember when your stoner friends used to tinkle around with the guitar while you were trying to watch the game? Michael Hurley is the opposite of those guys. I first got excited by Mr. Hurley when I stumbled upon his record with ex-Holy Modal Rounders weirdo Peter Stampfel, Have Moicy, and it remains my favorite listen. These be goofy melodies inescapable, and they will have their way with your memory.  Remember that mildly pleasant three-date affair you had with that girl your friend introduced you to? Side 1 Track 3 will replace that chick, pronto.  Mississippi Records in their continued foresight and relentless generosity has seen fit to reissue a number of Hurley records, and don't come barking up my tree to differentiate between them. Do what I did, sucker- buy them all, and then play them consecutively each and every Sunday morning. Have your significant other make strong coffee and reciprocate by allowing her to listen to these tunes. You'll relax together on the couch and all plans will melt like your earlier ambitions to be someone and soon you'll recognize the meaning of life is lying on the couch with your honey and listening to Michael Hurley records. You went to Tony Robbins and paid the big bucks, and now I'm giving you the real shit for free.   Sure, you could strive for fame and fortune and self-actualization, or you could lie on the sofa and listen to quality porch music.  Wisdom comes in choosing.