HarperTheFox: Dirty Folk

HarperTheFox: Dirty Folk

BATHROOM STRANGENESS

and don’t bring infants to kink concerts

HarperTheFox
Mar 11, 2026
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BUTT FIRST!

Something fun happened a few weeks ago– I got a legit offer to play a parody song set at a kinky concert gathering. Paid travel and everything, and it would have been generous. Unfortunately, I had to decline– my boobs are on-call for a baby 24-7, and I don’t think he would like that scene very much. But it was extremely cool to get a real offer for a paid gig like that.

AND NOW!

NO SHITS GIVEN ABOUT SHITTING NORMS

We are preparing to move our entire family into a 20ft camping trailer rig in the next few months to seek our fortunes and travel the nation.

To warm up to the big change, we have started doing a bunch of really fucking weird things in our house.

One of them is that we don’t use any of our lights anymore. We have a few camping headlamps and some tall lanterns. When it gets dark, we use those exclusively. It now feels actively weird for me to reach for a light switch, and our kids have made the switch too.

Cue the moment when my 4 year old son heads off to the bathroom with his 13 year old helper / babysitter in tow, desperately trying to understand why he is insisting on peeing using only a head lamp for light. Maybe I should have given her a heads up.

CONTRARY TO POPULAR STEREOTYPING…

Despite the insanity of the songs I write, people tend to assume autobiography in the lyrics. Like I am the stripper I’m singing about, or that I personally shit my brains out after a misguided Taco Bell adventure. I will neither confirm nor deny the veracity of that.

This is a recent release though where I feel like I need to be clear– NOT autobiography. It’s called “Daddy’s Off The Wagon.”

My dad was the gentlest soul in the world, never drank a drop of alcohol as long as I knew him, and was known in the local school district for being the fun and goofy substitute teacher who would always start classes with a series of magic tricks. Love ya, Pa– god rest your silly, lovable soul.

That’s all for now. I will write again next week with songs, stories, and updates on this big huge adventure.

Paid subscribers below the fold are going to get an expanded and updated version of one of my favorite parodies so far, to the tune of “I Want it That Way.” I’ve really, really improved the lyrics here.

See you down below!


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