I’ll bet few noticed because I didn’t make a big scene out of it, but I’ve deactivated my Facebook account. However, if you feel like stalking me there is still hope!
Surprise! I didn’t tell you in the first post that this record is narrated by the one and only Mike Donahue of KOIN-TV channel 6. He gives us some history about our great city of Portland before each track, and you know he does a fine job of it so I won’t even make fun of him. He’s awesome.
Thursday I was able to leave work a couple of hours early for the holiday and decided to swing by the Goodwill Bins on my way home. This was once a couple-of-times a week routine for me, but the bins ain’t what it used to be so I stopped going. Anyway, I was on the hunt for records and picked up three, but the gem of the collection was a little gatefold LP called “Taking Pride in Portland” and I couldn’t pass it up. Judging by the cover and the 1990 copyright date, I suspected this disc held some cheesy 80s synth goodness. I didn’t listen to it until later that night and I was not disappointed.
This is the first track, and I’ll post them one at a time with the lyrics because I know this will build up some serious excitement in the Portland community. I don’t want to share them all at once because the amount of enthusiasm that oozes out of these tracks is sure to destroy the city that it strives to promote if not taken in moderation. Not to mention that this baby is chock full of horrible lyrical cliches. It’s pretty impressive how many seemingly motivational yet empty strings of words they managed to cram into each track. I bow in admiration.
Today from 4-5pm I’ll be a guest DJ on the Satan vs. Sunshine radio show on W+K radio. For this special occasion I’ve chosen to dig through my dusty record collection and pull out some of my favorite “so bad it’s good” albums to share. Part of the fun with these LPs is not only the music, but the album art. When I’m digging through heaps of junk at the Goodwill bins looking for some new tunes, it’s always the cover that catches my eye first and makes me snatch it up, cross my fingers and hope the music is so bad it’s good!
Below are the album covers for the songs that I’ll be spinnin’ today. Be sure to examine them in detail because the visuals add so much more to the listening experience.
Several of these are actually quite well known and you can find them posted elsewhere on the web, but there are a few gems in my collection that I haven’t seen referenced anywhere else on the web. After the show I’ll post some mp3s for your listening pleasure.
Update: Show’s over, folks. Here are the tracks, plus a few extra.
Listen to the Satan vs. Sunshine Radio Hour (4-5pm every Friday)
This one’s for you, Jen:
Our Oregon is in my heart
And I’m proud to be a part
Of the simple things that mean the most to me
Proud to be part of our community
Our Oregon’s FOX
I wish I could find a video of that commercial somewhere. Even more so I’d love to find the Pacific Power Kite Man commercial: “I like frogs.” Going back even further, I’d really love to see the South Park Mall commercial that I remember from Louisiana. “Yeeees you can! At South Park Mall!”
It’s amazing how some of those old TV ads can stick in your brain forever, for better or for worse.
At some point (I don’t remember the details) I was fed up with LOST and said something like, “If I don’t get answers I’m going to burn this house down!” At the end of that particular season of LOST, Dedrick took it upon himself to construct a model of our house out of cardboard and we burned it that night. We did the same at the series finale of Battlestar Galactica. For the series finale of LOST we had the pleasure of burning a cardboard replica of the entire island. Goodbye, LOST. Watch it burn.
For a guy who does web development for a living, I’ve been horrible about developing my own web site. Finally I decided to just go for a blog, so I installed WordPress and downloaded a pre-built theme and off I go. It’ll probably take me a little while to post any kind of real content but I’ll get there eventually.