Paul Cauthen, "Resignation"
A creepy, choking laugh, an extended whistling solo (not just whistling, a whistling solo), and as many internal rhymes that'll fit into three minutes – that's Paul Cauthen's madcap "Resignation" in a nutshell, and it doesn't even cover half the weirdness. Sounding telephoned in from an alternate universe, Cauthen tends his resignation from the "space station," as though to address the age-old question, "Whatever happened to Major Tom?" (Answer: He's drinkin' in his Lincoln.) "Resignation" scuttles across East Texas to a cha-cha-ing beat that sounds like a Schoolhouse Rock! outtake. Eccentricity has never sounded so catchy. J.G.