Verily, I say unto thee, YouTube delivereth a cornucopia this day.
The first is Reg Kehoe and His Marimba Queens. But the real star isn't Reg or His Marimba Queens. The real star is the bass player, especially his featured bit in the middle.
A little over a week ago I saw Lipbone Redding at a little place in Kansas City called Davey's Uptown Ramblers Club - where they've been serving alcohol since 1925, legally since 1934! It was a Wednesday, and Lipbone doesn't really have a local following, so my buddy and I were the only two paying customers in the place.
You wouldn't have known from the performance, though. Plus, the TV was tuned to Maddow, a laptop down the bar was on HuffPo, and we got charged $11 for about 5 drinks. I'll be going back, even if Lipbone understandably doesn't. As you can hear and see in the video, Lipbone gets his nick from his ability to make sounds with his voice and mouth that sound uncannily like a trumpet or even trombone. Having heard it live - and having played trumpet from 6th grade to my junior year in college - I can tell you that he really does sound like a trumpet. My back was turned when he started in on his "trumpet" solo, and I about fell out of my chair when my buddy told me to turn around.
Finally, there's videos from two preachers. The first is, sadly, something that can and does happen in churches all across America every Sunday. It's what you get when you take a man who fits a dittohead profile perfectly and who thinks studying for a sermon means reading a couple of verses in the Bible and writing down whatever he starts thinking in response.
It's painful to watch, but worth it. And there's nothing at the beginning that prepares you for the utter insanity that follows.
The last video is from a preacher - yes, the person is preaching and the congregation is taking it seriously - who is superior to the above preacher in every way: style, stage presence, rhetorical skill and, most importantly, content.