Since the dawning of man's realization of his
own mortality, art has struggled to create
something eternal and universal, bridging the
gaps of time, solitude and death to reach the
empyrean and touch the face of God, thereby
to find the familiarity of one's own face.
Perhaps the apex of human artistic endeavor,
Joe Dirt depicts the human struggle
unflinchingly, showing us alone, poised on
the cusp of the Grand Canyon of the soul,
keening for our kind. Who among us has not
been Joe Dirt? Standing proud,
mullet-feathered and majestic, covered in
feces from the septic tanks strapped to his
back, the parentless Joe Dirt is an
existential Everyman. Knowing not from whence
he came, nor to where he is going, his search
for identity is complicated, like ours, by
unthinkable choices and unanswerable
questions. Should we have relations with our
sister? Should we get our 426 Hemi out of
hock? Should we search for our parents, and,
if so, will they sell ceramic clowns? These
questions and more are answered in the
haunting, unforgettable Joe Dirt. Also
features Kid Rock.