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The Austin Lounge Lizards--so named as to distinguish them from New York's Lounge Lizards and Chicago's Jesus Lizard, not to mention reptilian lounge denizens from everywhere else--has carved its own niche by penning satiric country/bluegrass songs that compensate for the oft-strained vocals with a venomous wit and deceptively adept musicianship. Take, for example, "Stupid Texas Song, " which skewers the Lone Star state's outsized pride in all things Texan with lines like "Our rattlesnakes are the coiliest/Our beaches are the oiliest." Like most comedy albums, not everything here holds up to repeat listens. Still, it's hard to begrudge a band that can rewrite the Beach Boys' "Shut Down" as "Hey, Little Minivan" for soccer moms; visualize the world's drollest grease monkey in "Leonard Cohen's Day Job;" and keep a straight face on a barstool weeper called "The Dogs, They Really Miss You." --Rick Mitchellyes