Get hold of Four Men and a Dog's CD Narking Mad, and listen to Gino Lupari's Wrap it Up

You get horrible racist sexist cliched country music, and you get stuff that makes you weep, it's so good and true.And you get stuff that is in between.

You could say the same kind of thing about any type of music. There was probably some great music in some of those Nazi beer halls.

Here's some of Gino's Lupari's rap:

Now listen you people
better take this down,
I'm the Bodhran player
and I'm back in town.
It's me lays down the rhythm
for the diddley I de dee.
Ain't no Flashy Fiddlers any good without me.
I can do it on the Bodhran,
I can do it on the Bones.
I don't need no fancy drum kit
like the Rolling Stones.
I'm a raker, I'm a shaker, I can make that white top hum,
I'm the man who puts the Iddery in the skiddery I de dum.
Just set up the liquor, make sure there's enough
Then clear the decks for action,
let me strut my stuff.

Hear me talking,
Let's go walking.

Now the fiddle's fine and dandy,
it's the voice of Irish folk,
and if you've got abanjo handy,
he can make the music smoke,
Throw in thye melodeon, you've gotta have a box -
and you'ver the making of a session,
but it isn't one that rocks
till the goat skin hero hits it with his little rhythm stick.
I'm the man supplies the heartbeat
I'm the dude that makes it tick.

He's the diddley dee director
He's the dude that makes it tick.

And that is the first half of it half of it - but you need to hear it. And watch Ireland's Pavarotti lookalike when he does it.