A one-stop Why'd They Bother Bin
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captainsblogI've mentioned before my fascination with weird records. That wasn't what I set out to find today- I was looking for an old earworm which I very happily found (more about that in a minute)- but during the search I came across what may be the mother of all weird record websites!
http://bentrecords.blogspot.com
One of his finds is the same Gomer Pyle album I found myself at the Bop Shop earlier this year, but mannn he's got some other classics on there.
These are just a few from the one entry which came up in my search:
I did warn you about being of sterner stuff, didn't I? Fortunately, the notes on the site do refer to the depicted comedian as being a "he."
"They call me Mr. Thebes!"
Well, the only one we've got here in WNY is the Theodore Roosevelt National Inaugural Site, so I guess the best we can do is Aerosmith singing "Leon's Got a Gun."
Whoda thunk that Ed Wood could've made a worse movie than Plan 9? And put out a soundtrack to it, yet?
And what oother album calls itself this stoopid, eh?
This one might just be my favorite. Canuckistanis and Brits will recognize the logo as the still-used corporate name in those countries of our good profiteering friends at Exxon/Mobil. There's just something instinctively evil about an oil company putting out a record album. Now excuse me while I ask David Geffen to fill my tank with 10 gallons of hi-test.
Dude is definitely going on the sidebar, because I have to keep up with his finds.
Speaking of finds,...
here were mine.
An old bit I remember hearing on the Larry Glick show on Boston's 50,000-watt WBZ (an evening talk show with a heavy dose of homespun comedy I listened to all through college and law school), called "The Reading of the Will," fired off a brain cell the other night. It comes from a 60s Broadway show called You Don't Have to be Jewish, and Dr. Demento fans will also recognize one of the cast members, Frank Gallop, as the source of the longtime DD favorite "The Ballad of Irving."
The soundtrack of this show was put out by Bob Booker, the same guy who vaulted Vaughn Meader to fame as the voice of JFK on the First Family some years earlier, and Rhino re-released it on CD in the early 90s. In my first few searches, it proved to be a virtual collector's item- copies going from anywhere from 40 to over 200 bucks US. But buried on page 8 of Google searches was a direct link to amazon.com itself, and the copy was mine for a mere 11.98.
Filling out the order were two others, to qualify for the free shipping. One's another classic from that era, which I just blogged about on my baseball site:
George Carlin's first hit album from the 70s, without which I might have been beaten to death before I got out of seventh grade; I'd memorized most of the bits and used them to entertain the ninth-grade bullies who would have otherwise stuffed me in a locker.
And of the three new releases from last Tuesday I haven't got round to yet, I opted for the new Carbon Leaf CD, since I'll probably want the IG and BNL ones sooner from the reviews I've read of them, and at least the Indigo one will probably wind up being one of Eleanor's anniversary presents on Tuesday, when we begin our 20th year of marriage. Proof, if anything, that no matter what you may read here, not all of my luck is bad.
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Finally, this week's sign of the apocalypse: the UB Bulls, perhaps one of the five worst football teams in the country, is playing today at Auburn, the second best ranked team, who are favored to beat the Bulls by over 40 points. The halftime score was a mere 10-0 in the Tiggers' favor, and it could have just as easily been 7-3 or better if one or two plays had gone differently. If Auburn doesn't blow them out in the second half, they should resign from the SEC and take up field hockey.
ETA. Auburn 38, UB 7. Sorry, guys, but the point spread was 42, and you passed on several chances to run up the score. I'm modifying the punishment: you must still resign and play field hockey, but you won't have to wear the plaid skirts.
http://bentrecords.blogspot.com
One of his finds is the same Gomer Pyle album I found myself at the Bop Shop earlier this year, but mannn he's got some other classics on there.
These are just a few from the one entry which came up in my search:
I did warn you about being of sterner stuff, didn't I? Fortunately, the notes on the site do refer to the depicted comedian as being a "he."
"They call me Mr. Thebes!"
Well, the only one we've got here in WNY is the Theodore Roosevelt National Inaugural Site, so I guess the best we can do is Aerosmith singing "Leon's Got a Gun."
Whoda thunk that Ed Wood could've made a worse movie than Plan 9? And put out a soundtrack to it, yet?
And what oother album calls itself this stoopid, eh?
This one might just be my favorite. Canuckistanis and Brits will recognize the logo as the still-used corporate name in those countries of our good profiteering friends at Exxon/Mobil. There's just something instinctively evil about an oil company putting out a record album. Now excuse me while I ask David Geffen to fill my tank with 10 gallons of hi-test.
Dude is definitely going on the sidebar, because I have to keep up with his finds.
Speaking of finds,...
here were mine.
An old bit I remember hearing on the Larry Glick show on Boston's 50,000-watt WBZ (an evening talk show with a heavy dose of homespun comedy I listened to all through college and law school), called "The Reading of the Will," fired off a brain cell the other night. It comes from a 60s Broadway show called You Don't Have to be Jewish, and Dr. Demento fans will also recognize one of the cast members, Frank Gallop, as the source of the longtime DD favorite "The Ballad of Irving."
The soundtrack of this show was put out by Bob Booker, the same guy who vaulted Vaughn Meader to fame as the voice of JFK on the First Family some years earlier, and Rhino re-released it on CD in the early 90s. In my first few searches, it proved to be a virtual collector's item- copies going from anywhere from 40 to over 200 bucks US. But buried on page 8 of Google searches was a direct link to amazon.com itself, and the copy was mine for a mere 11.98.
Filling out the order were two others, to qualify for the free shipping. One's another classic from that era, which I just blogged about on my baseball site:
George Carlin's first hit album from the 70s, without which I might have been beaten to death before I got out of seventh grade; I'd memorized most of the bits and used them to entertain the ninth-grade bullies who would have otherwise stuffed me in a locker.
And of the three new releases from last Tuesday I haven't got round to yet, I opted for the new Carbon Leaf CD, since I'll probably want the IG and BNL ones sooner from the reviews I've read of them, and at least the Indigo one will probably wind up being one of Eleanor's anniversary presents on Tuesday, when we begin our 20th year of marriage. Proof, if anything, that no matter what you may read here, not all of my luck is bad.
----
Finally, this week's sign of the apocalypse: the UB Bulls, perhaps one of the five worst football teams in the country, is playing today at Auburn, the second best ranked team, who are favored to beat the Bulls by over 40 points. The halftime score was a mere 10-0 in the Tiggers' favor, and it could have just as easily been 7-3 or better if one or two plays had gone differently. If Auburn doesn't blow them out in the second half, they should resign from the SEC and take up field hockey.
ETA. Auburn 38, UB 7. Sorry, guys, but the point spread was 42, and you passed on several chances to run up the score. I'm modifying the punishment: you must still resign and play field hockey, but you won't have to wear the plaid skirts.
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Date: 2006-09-25 02:15 am (UTC)Gomer Pyle. I remember hearing him sing on Andy Griffith (and I think later on his own show) and thinking that someone must be doing a voice-over, because that could NOT possibly really be Mr. Golllllyyyy. But apparently, it is indeed.
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Date: 2006-09-25 10:47 am (UTC)I'll fix that sometime today. You certainly wouldn't want to miss these.
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Date: 2006-09-25 11:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-25 11:31 am (UTC)I try not to hotlink if either of these might happen, but since blogsites don't charge or limit their users by the "hit" (and since lil ol me isn't likely to take anybody's site down), I cheaped out this time. Sometimes, just as a matter of principle, the original site owner will get pissed off anyway, and they can easily change the picture you hotlinked to, replacing it with something far more offensive.
In the case of the Tubby Boots picture in this entry, I don't think you could offend me any more if you tried.