Duly noted has been mah appreciation for the contemptibly stigmatic and outrageously silly phraseology of anti-folk fuck Adam Brodsky. His first CD, Dork (on his Permanent label), is a sly dogged masterwork of whimsy and weariness. So what could Brodsky do to top that or his recent TLA opening slot for Kris Kristofferson ("I only wish I hadn't mentioned the mini series Amerika" says Brodsky, "or sung the theme from Convoy for that matter.")? He's just released a second CD, Folk Remedy - that celebrates its release at Upstairs at Nicks on Nov. 13 (see review in Discquicks) - that's just like the first, only more so. Throughout Folk Remedy Brodsky strips bare the wack humor of Dork only to fill it up with in-your-face screwball disgust and longing. The songs that make you giggle, like "Amy and Ani" make you cry. The songs that are serious, like "Patsy Cline," make you cry more. Songs that are funny and serious - "Albatross," "Living With Dante" - make ya weep uncontrollably. "My favorites are the ones that are funny and not funny at the same time," says Brodsky. Utilizing the Dylan philosophy of recording (get the best musicians into one room and surprise 'em with tunes), Folk Remedy is fleshier than its predecessor in that a full band came for two tracks, "Dough" and "Cubicle Girl" (with Hammell on Trial). "I only agreed to drums and electric guitar on those songs when all involved swore to me it would sound like Chuck Berry not Buck Cherry." Also celebrating Permanent waves is hippity-hoppity folkie Butch Ross, whose Selected Works of Friction is out on the label. It's a happy Nick Drake with a stumbling Bronx backbeat, an upright bass and a fiddle. "I try to write songs that have the same attention to detail as Gershwin or Porter but aren't show tunes," says Butch about his literary hick-hop.