I’m a big fan of Ethan Lipton. Its very hard not to be entertained by a crooner whose ballads mention yoga positions, Martian juice and women who work at Renaissance Faires. The latter being described as having hair smelling of steak.
It is really hard to call him a comedian as his songs really don’t follow any joke format. They aren’t parodies. There is irony and amazing comic timing but it is really hard to pick out a joke. Lipton’s music is funny in the way a puppy chasing his tail is funny.