What does it sound like?:
Mishka Shubaly, the son of a rocket scientist, had a pleasant childhood until 14th December 1992 when his school mate shot six people, killing two. That evening, young Mishka got home to discover his parents had decided to divorce. Thereafter, for many years, he was lost in a sewer of drugs, alcohol and self loathing. Now, he has been reborn as a singer, songwriter, long distance runner, author and comedian.
This live album is actually number two in the iTunes comedy chart. The songs are his ‘greatest hits’ from the last ten years, threaded together and punctuated by unflinching monologues to describe his seedy ascent to the pinnacle of living in a trailer. It requires a strong stomach but is, indeed, very funny, all of the sharpest barbs being directed at himself. It’s like observing someone lying face down in the gutter, who does not even have the luxury of seeing the stars, but is blessed with the blackest sense of humour.
Mishka performs the songs solo, just his crack-burned growl and a thrashing electric guitar, resembling Billy Bragg’s demented twin. If you are looking for subtlety and melody, you are looking in » Continue Reading.