Saturday, September 16, 2006

Promo CDs, Part III

More Promo CDs, see Part I for a bit of explanation.

Sick of being judged, Spunkadelic begs you to "Take Me Like I Am" (SBK, 1990)


Roxy Blue sing about Robert, a guy known with interesting identity issues in "Rob the Cradle" (Geffen, 1992)


Simply Red: the guy can sing, but man, they suck: "Fairground" (Atlantic, 1995)


Doug Stone (Contender for King Douchebag of the World) challenges you 'casue he knows "You Won't Outdance Me" (Columbia, 1995)


Soul System sells some sex (Arista, 1992)

Promo CDs, Part II

For info on where these came from: Part One

Debra Torre pleads for you to "Conceal Your Love" (Esquire, 1989)


TKA say "Crash (Have Some Fun)" (Tommy Boy, 1990)


Kip Winger and the gang are "Hungry" (this shit writes itself) (Atantic, 1988)


Warrent are "Inside Out" (1992, Columbia)


Tam Tam... uh, ladies and gentlemen, Tam Tam (Island, 1991)

For your consideration... Promo CDs, Part I

Once upon a time, in a time when a man named George Bush ran the free world (then a guy named Bill): the late 1980s and early 1990s, record companies went to great lengths to make a lot of CDs. The record buying public, believing that the cost increase from records and tapes to CDs was indicative of the CDs being so much more expensive to produce, bought the CDs. They bough the albums. They bought the CD singles for hope of hearing a new remix by someone named Jellybean or Flood. They bought imports from other countries for hope of hear more of these remixes. They coveted the Promo CDs sent to radio stations and record stores and, like the imported CDs, often paid further inflated rates for the CDs. The promo CDs that were not coveted ended up in boxes that were shoved into a corner until they were eventually shipped to northwest Ohio where I opened them earlier this month.
Not that I am advocating judging the proverbial book by its cover, but the temptation to do so is a tough one to handle.

The Bros. ask "When Will I Be Famous" (Epic, 1988)


Diana Ross grasps at her fading fame with "Work This..." (Motown, 1989)


Bruce Dickinson put on his nicest sweat pants for "Tears of a Dragon" (Mercury, 1994)


Double Plus Good's short-sleeved suit, where do you get one of those?) (Sire, 1996)


Boogie Box High (ehh, this guy, I guess) gets all "Nervous" (SBK, 1989)

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Who Am I Really?

While we here in the palatial offices of Cornslaw Industries' Ironic Moustache division have attempted to create and/or proclaim a general purpose for the blog over the past little while, we have tried to avoid the personal diary-like blog. Not for a general dislike, but because... well... because.
But, while blog surfing, the discovery of MyHeritage.com's strange cyber-tribution to society: Hey what celebrities does this picture suggest I look like.

Here are four attempts:

Photo number one: A self-shot passport photo:


Photo number two: goofy, summer, outside, afternoon drinking:


Photo number 3: Never a self-confidently photogenic person, the usual photo face:


Photo number 4: Off guard, all-chubbed-up and cold:


Gotta try with more photos...

Monday, September 11, 2006

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Saturday, September 02, 2006