I love vinyl records, especially when I get them cheap as free at thrift stores. Heh heh. This blog will showcase some of the funny and bizarre stuff I've found. (and the occasional just plain cool ones) It also highlights the fashions of the time. Hope you get a kick out of them!
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Simple, catchy cover for a story I...don't know. :p Never did have any Dr. Seuss books. My mother decided to get me some other series, while every other kid had Seuss. Took me a while to think of it, but the series we had was Sweet Pickles.
Anyway, an interesting way to fill the record by having Barrymore on the other side. I should dig it out to hear his iconic voice. :)
Pretty cool gatefold cover. I usually just do the front cover half by itself, but I guess I decided to just open it this time, as it's the only cover photo I have. Notice it says Ronny Howard rather than Ron. ;)
Of course, it's a gatefold inside as well, but just writing and info on the right.
I haven't seen the movie for many years. Forgot that Suzanne Somers is in it.
As always, I don't expect these regional—and especially French Canadian—albums to draw much attention compared to most, but I always hope someone will find it and maybe have a story or memory about the performer. :)
Hot on the proverbial heels of the last post, here's the last of the Sylvia albums I have.
I know a Sylvia. She doesn't look like that.
Not much thought put into this. 'Swivel to your left and look to your right.' Oh well, still nice. ;)
I'm guessing the fan club of your favorite background voice is no longer operational. How cool would it be if it is, though? :)
Let's conclude our Sylvia trilogy by looking at her biggest hit, the pop/country crossover (back when that was acceptable) "Nobody", which opens this album...
And here she is being interviewed by Dick Clark...
And here she accepts her 1983 ACM Award for Top Female Vocalist...
This post's title is in reference to the first Sylvia album I posted. (and notice in the credits here, she is still listed only as a "background voice")
Dedicated to the stupid drunken losers* whooping it up in Florida for Spring Break this year.
But really, other than at some upper crust snobby college or something, this practice is deader than a dead doornail, right? I mean, why sing together when you can just jump around and vomit along with some meth-addicted DJ with a laptop?