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GARY DELL'ABATE/The Call Me Baba Booey: America's fave whipping boy for 25 years, Dell'Abate never would have made it in life if he didn't have those pisan genes to pull him through. With the pressure of a publisher that wants the dirt on one side and Stern that doesn't want to let it out on the other, Booey delivers the goods with good nature and pleasant style showing how anyone that really wants to make it in this country can make it. An unlikely outsider star, where ever the Stern show goes after the end of the current contract, with the $500,000 advance he got for this in his pocket, Bob Abouey will do just fine for himself. Unabridged journey through the underside of contemporary humor done right.

ADAM CAROLLA/In Fifty Years We'll All Be Chicks: Carolla has come a long way since he started out as Jimmy Kimmel's sidekick. Taking a career turn like Dennis Miller did a generation ago, Carolla gets curmudgeonly in his attack on how much contemporary life sucks and our every day messes are created by a bunch of pussies. Non-Republican get tough stuff that keeps it's sense of humor along for the ride. The leading pod cast broadcaster of these times is pissed off and we're glad he's not gonna take it anymore. Don't be surprised if this earns a best comedy album Grammy next year.

LORETTA LYNN (READ BY Sissy Spacek)/Coal Miner's Daughter: 35 years on, this set is just ripe for reissue. Funny thing is, Lynn seemed ancient back in the day, and now we see she's ‘only' in her 70s. Her life is a timeless tale of triumph over adversity and it seems even more fitting to reissue it now for that reason. It's clear she's even more of a good old gal that us hippies thought in real time the first time this came around. A great way to start off the celebration of the 50th anniversary of her career.

JAMES KAPLAN (read by Rob Shapiro)/Frank The Voice: It seemed like Randy Taraborelli did a great, last word bio of Sinatra but Kaplan finds a way to dig even deeper. While Taraborelli seemed to give us a minute by minute look at his life, Kaplan gets even more minute, particularly on the years of his first rise and fall in the 30s through the 50s. Any Frankophile worth his import bootlegs will really want to add this to his Amazon gold box and call it to your attention. Killer stuff that is the new last word on the subject.

NORA EPHRON/I Remember Nothing: Carl Bernstein might take me to task on this, but why can't more old broads be like Nora Ephron? Before all the Hollywood glamour, Ephron was a whip smart journalist and now that the dust has cleared, she's returned to her essay roots with a second collection of recent vintage. Stripping away the bs that layers over daily life, this is deeper chick stuff than you'd get on "The View". An unabridged collection that manages to hit the mark with each passing byte.

Volume 34/Number 23
November 23, 2010
830 W. Route 22 #144
Lake Zurich, IL., 60047
CHRIS SPECTOR, Editor and Publisher
Copyright 2010 Midwest Record

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