Here we continue on from PART ONE with the big find of weird records from the thrift store last Saturday! Enjoying you are, please!
This Is The Day...we shall harvest powder blue suits and orange maxi-dresses.
How could he NOT get touched! Look at that wicked suit and tie combo! RAD!
Guy all the way to the right, 2nd row from the top. DUN DUN DUN.
WHY????
BECAUSE!!!
Sky-pointin' photobomber at the right, shifty dude on the mic to the left!
Hoping the band is called "Therefore" and Joy is the one with the hat. Disappointed that "The Letters of Life" is NOT QUITE SCROLL-Y ENOUGH.
Preparing The Way...TO FULL-ON PLAID!!
Oh, dear. These folks apparently have gone through the Religion Guilt Grinder; check out the song titles: "Something Worth Living For," I Am To Blame," "He Looked Beyond My Fault," "Redemption Draweth Nigh." He should worry more about those shoes, I say.
OH BOY!!!
FOR PEOPLE!!
"COUNTRY STYLE!!!"
PHIL!
Dear Singing Legislator,
GET BACK TO WORK AND DO SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE FOR A CHANGE!
Sincerely,
All Americans
I believe that Cyril McLellan is a mutant giant who lives in the sewers of Little Rock. Every year, he pokes a guy's eye out with that thing.
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!
U.S.A. LIVE!!!!
No...wait...
LIVE AND ON
FIRE!!!
The ladies of the Revivaltime Choir were all forced by giant mutant Cyril McLellan to have bubble hair, which secretly shelters McLelland's evil army of trained rabid shrews.
And finally...possibly the creepiest record cover I have ever come across. EEK!
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