Glenn Wool avoids swearing. But he's no soft-bellied sap. It's simply that he doesn't find swearing shocking or offensive enough for his first CD, Let Your Hands Go. In fact, with talent like Wool's, it only takes one tightly-woven stand-up record to insult every major religion (plus a few minor ones and Alcoholics Anonymous for good measure); make a meta-joke about God being mentally handicapped (and then explain, in legal terms, why the audience actually isn't allowed to be put off by that joke); and share a good half dozen sepia-toned anecdotes about illicit drug use. While he's on a roll, he goes on to encourage the interrogation and torture of Dick Cheney ("He says it works!"); use the phrases "antelope in a top hat" and "the conductor position;" hypothetically whore out the population of Iceland; and deftly explain why it is that a gangsta rapper will never be scarier than a guy in head-to-toe Brooks Brothers. Like Bob and Doug MacKenzie before him, Wool hails from the Great White North (or, as he likes to call it, "the way, way away") and sports a populist outlook wrapped up in a scruffy package. But when the dirtbag Holocaust comes, he won't be hopping on that "train to the AC/DC concert." No, once you start trusting authority, Wool warns, you start believing the lies, and that's about the time you nod politely when a Wall Street banker asks you for $750 billion. And he's not having it: "I've heard better excuses from a junkie for where the money went! When you see a guy in a suit, kick him in the ass and tell him to go get your money!" Glenn Wool's started an uprising, and Stand Up! Records is proud to join the revolt. Hell, we've already sharpened our Buddhist-pokin' sticks. This two disc set also includes Glenn's DVD, "You Don't Go To Hell For Eating Elephants."