Happy Music for Happy People!

Saturday night is a not a Saturday night if you don't spend some time with the "Big Joe" Polka Show.

The production value is horrendous - just barely utilizing 1972 technology and the polka bands appear thrown together by a drunk mechanic at a forgotten lodge in Minnesota. I must admit the dancing mummies are fantastic, sometimes wearing matching polka suits, king crowns, muskrat hairpieces and leederhosen. Every song is as familiar as the last and as musically challenged as the next. I watch in wonder as a well hidden piece of America is on display to either cherish with delight or goad you to declare Hee-Haw a national treasure. This is some kind of fun. Where else could you enjoy the Corn Cockle Polka and not get slapped across the face?