From the darkest depths of hipster Brooklyn comes this head-scratcher of a faux-public access half hour by one B.J. Rubin and a gang of amiable hangers-on. Highlights include a seemingly endless stream of half-remembered old time-y piano tunes, an annoyingly circular and obsessive grade-school poetic remembrance, a live cat, and most notably, a 15 minute (!) drum performance by one Kevin Shea that may be one of the most relentlessly funny and potentially self-destructive things I’ve ever witnessed. Seriously, just go ahead and skip to around the 14 minute mark and marvel at the madness.
 

 
Thanks Cory Flanigan !