So, like, los bros Ween come out of the frat basement late one morning with this, like, totally cool idea that they’d seen a bunch of Hee-Haw night before and, dude, wouldn’t it be rad to make a country record before they went back to making another one of their really clever critically approved indie rock records for a major label.
So, los bros Ween, like, they wrote some songs that they thought kinda sounded country, only ’cause they’re Ween, which is a cut above or below Weird Al depending on whether you’re downwind or not, the songs have titles like — wait, this is the one they stamped on the cover, so it must be the alt-rock hit — “Piss Up A Rope”.
So, like, let’s summarize, ’cause there might be a test, and we know how much los bros hate to study: (1) Country ain’t just about the accent; (2) Ween don’t get it; (3) It’s really not very funny; and (4) “Help Me Scrape the Mucus Off My Brain” is almost a really good song.