They don't come any better than the Bonzos, Bozo. And this is the toppermost of the poopermost in the Dog Band pile.
When you first listen, you'll hear some jokes and parodies. Good ones, natch, but parodies aren't usually much for repeat spins. As you get deeper, you'll hear a scary amount of versatility and variety. Never any flashiness, just in the pocket grooving. Every style from 1920 forward, treated with respect.
Listen, if you will to My Pink Half of the Drainpipe. The Humanoid Boogie. The perfect song for England in 1968: Can Blue Men Sing the Whites?
The difference between the Bonzo humor and a guy like Frank Zappa is that they are never mean, sarcastic, or ironic, the three things that kill comedy. Well, those and not being funny.