Using his accordion like a sledgehammer to drive home the dance beat and his voice as one more rough-edged instrument, zydeco's acting elder statesmen, Boozoo Chavis, continues his remarkable comeback with a propulsive, somewhat raunchy release. Chavis, who spent 30 years avoiding dance halls in favor of riding stables, is hell-bent on making party music here. And WHO STOLE MY MONKEY? is packed with solid grooves, hypnotic musical figures, and lyrics that owe more to African call and response than to any bayou style. It is also apparently the first zydeco record to rate a parental advisory. While most of the lyrics are not exactly clean (the first song invites you to "throw your drawers in the corner and stay a little longer," and yes, that monkey is what you think it is) it's the last two cuts on the disc that rate the warning. The language is hardly shocking in light of today's rap lyrics, and the tales may strike some as casually sexist, but odds are that you've met characters like Uncle Bud and Deacon Jones before--maybe even at a zydeco dance.