“Sounds Like a Rough Damn Game To Me!”

Today’s recorded (non-musical) selection is a risque party 45rpm
record dating from the late 50s/early 60s, possibly.

“The Golf Game” (Par 7 records, no. 1000-1, “Not for broadcast”) with the cornpone country duo of “Jeb and Cousin Easy” was in a forbidden stash with my parent’s bawdy Rusty Warren LPs. Being warned not to play these, my sister and I naturally played them often.

The record is hardly the laugh-riot it seemed to me as an adolescent back in the early 70s, but neither is it as lame as I feared it might be when I gave it a re-listen recently.

The routine basically revolves around sniggering references to the word “ball”—with “club,” “bag”, “putter” and “tee” all standing in as double-entendre substitutes for various bodily/sexual functions. The biggest laugh for me involves using a steel brush to clean your ball if it gets dirty, leading the horrified Jeb to react: “Sounds like a rough damn game to me.” Yeah, that’s about as funny as it gets.

I haven’t been able to find anything on the ‘net about this country comedy duo—other than the fact that their 45rpm records are relatively common and not all that rare, given their frequent listing on ebay. Somebody out there must know something about them and about Par 7 records of Crowley, Louisiana.

There was a time when indeed this kind of fare was “Not for broadcast”, as it says on the record label, but the recording is quaint and mild compared to any random moment in something like TV’s The Family Guy today.

The record is in relatively good shape, though there is a slight skip at one point in the middle, right before Cousin Easy says your ball will “soar and soar and soar,” to which Jeb says, “naturally it will be sore if you whack it with a damn club.” If you’re still curious, get “The Golf Game” at the link embedded in the title.

-Evan