Glenn Wool - Viva Forever (video)

  Glenn Wool has made a habit of recording his comedy albums live from far-flung locations: Anchorage, Alaska, Estonia, and Australia, to name a few. But his latest, “Viva Forever,” brings us to his new home turf: the United Kingdom. And becoming an official expat isn’t the only change; as he stalks the stage in delight and disbelief, Wool’s an expectant father. It’s the kind of thing that can make anyone reflect a bit, feel a teensy pang at the march of time. So, too, is having an extremely hot partner—a successful conversion from fan to paramour—a decade or so your junior. A love like this can telescope your sense of chronology: Is it, he muses, best practice to just pretend some artists died earlier rather than introduce his ladyfriend to their later work? Prince (pre-2016), the Jaws franchise, and Eddie Murphy all got prematurely snuffed via such subterfuge (though of course, not Freddy Mercury, who may have looked like a “mannequin in a stolen mustache,” but still took his final b