I've been collecting records for the past few years and I've amassed a rather sizeable collection of them. Some of these records are true classics; some are merely mediocre; some aren't very good at all. And then there are those that make you question your faith in humanity. I love these kinds of records, and I'm attempting to build a shrine of sorts to them here, following humbly in the footsteps of such great sites as Frank's Vinyl Museum and the awe-inspring record collection of David Letterman. Click the Album covers for detailed information and audio clips! The mind recoils in horror.
|Ah, Frank Herbert's Dune as interpreted in "music" by David Matthews. No, not Dave Matthews, David Matthews. And as much as I dislike Dave Matthews Band, I have to give them credit for being slightly better than this. Though really that's not saying a whole lot. Deep hurting.|
|Isaac Air Freight is what happens when you combine Born-Again-Christianity with Humor. Much like matter meeting anti-matter, the two cancel themselves out resulting in material which is neither funny nor particularly religious. Huzzah!|
|Mmmm. A bootleg. And of one of my favorite bands. Step inside to find out why it's on this page.|
|Fire up the grill, break out the canasta deck, make a few martoonis and put this record on the Hi-Fi: instant party.|
|Seriously: Best album title ever. (Narrowly beating out "You Can Tune A Piano But You Can't Tuna Fish" by R.E.O. Speedwagon by simple virtue of this album not being by R.E.O. Speedwagon.)|
|The first of several early Christian Rock albums I have. This one will put the hurtin' on your eardrums! Word.|
|Was anyone fooled?|
|Solid, far out and right on.|
|It's hip to be square.|
|It slices, it dices! It's a floorwax and a dessert topping. With the miracle ingredient, Fraudulin!|
|Bill Cosby sings the darndest things...|
|Deep Hurting! DEEEEP HURTING!|
Run away! Run away!