More Whacky Winners Volume 2: A Blast from the Past That Slaps (Kinda)
Alright, buckle up, because we’re diving into More Whacky Winners Volume 2 by the Puff 'N Toot Singers. Yeah, you heard me right—Puff ‘N Toot. Don’t laugh; they’re bringing the heat… well, kinda. Released way back in 1970 under Peter Pan Records, this children’s album is like that weird uncle who shows up uninvited but somehow steals the show with his offbeat charm. It’s chaotic, it’s messy, and honestly? I kinda love it.
Let’s talk tracks. First up: “Banana Boat Song.” Oh man, this one hits different when it’s being belted out by what sounds like a mix of helium-powered kids and someone gargling marbles. You know this classic tune—it’s all about working on the dock and needing daylight to come save your tired ass. But here? It’s got this wonky, sped-up vibe that makes you question reality after the third listen. Like, did they record this at 3 AM or what? Still, it sticks in your brain like gum on a hot sidewalk. I dare you to forget it after hearing those screechy voices yell, “Daylight come!” Spoiler: You can’t.
Then there’s “Who Put The Bomp (In The Bomp, Bomp, Bomp).” Holy crap, this track is wild. It’s basically a vocal workout disguised as a song for kids. The lyrics are simple enough—just nonsense syllables strung together—but holy moly, does it slap. Imagine trying to teach toddlers how to harmonize while also losing your mind halfway through. By the end of it, you’ll either be applauding their audacity or questioning why anyone thought this was a good idea for children. Either way, it’s unforgettable.
The rest of the album has its moments too. Tracks like “Winchester Cathedral” and “Tom Dooley” feel like bizarre history lessons wrapped in sugar-coated melodies. And don’t even get me started on “Pink Shoe Laces”—it’s so random it might as well be an alien transmission. But hey, isn’t that what makes it fun? This thing doesn’t take itself seriously for a second, which is refreshing in a world where everything feels overproduced and soulless.
Here’s the kicker though: listening to this album now feels like stepping into a time machine. Not just because it’s old-school AF, but because it reminds you of a time when music didn’t have to be perfect to be loved. Sure, some of these songs are straight-up bonkers, but they’ve got heart. And honestly, if more modern stuff had half the guts to go this hard (or this weird), we’d all be better off.
So yeah, More Whacky Winners Volume 2. Love it or hate it, it’s a trip worth taking. Just don’t blame me if you wake up humming “Bomp bomp bomp” for days.
