16 WEIRD RECORD COVERS FROM THE VALUE VILLAGE IN WOODINVILLE, WA.!

Man, I am just useless in the A.M.! I had to take the kiddies into school this morning (a task I usually never have to undertake) and, bleary-brained without coffee or many glorious hours of uninterrupted sleep, I had to make a decision: go home and go back to bed OR slowly point my car towards the thrift store? What to do, what to do? Well, the winner is YOU because I decided to power through the mental fog and grab some more weirdo record visuals from the bins! Click on the photos to enlarge and please to enjoy (and wish me an early goodnight)!

Between the beard, the rainbow, that font, and a song called "King of the Jews," it is indeed, WHAT A DAY!


Hmm. That featured song looks like it should be re-titled "Loving You Has Changed My Life Into A Endless Hellhole of Excruciating Self-Loathing."



Iva is JUST SINGING IT ALL. And HOW!

 There's a time. There's a moment. And then there's...this.


Heyyyyyyyy...WAIT a minute....! Terry Talbot...Sings Stories of Jesus...which includes the single "I AM HE" which could only mean...TERRY TALBOT = JESUS! WHOA! CALL CNN!


What a strange name for a record.

 The Change in the Wind...has apparently removed Paul Clark's head from his body.


OK, first of all, I'm not buying ANY concept of "Classical Banjo," and secondly, I DESPERATELY NEED TO HEAR what "Feelings" sounds like on the classical banjo!

 Why? Just, why?

These guys look like every guy who was in a bar band in Milwaukee in 1985. They all still look like this.

If your house party is running a little long, you could always put this on the stereo for your lingering guests while concurrently making a lot of noise cleaning up the kitchen. That should do it.

The cover quote from Walt Disney is the thing: "The happiest most hard-hitting way of saying what America's all about that I have ever seen or heard." OK, man. OK.

 Oh, just...everything here.

 Um. A band called RECOIL with an album entitled "Pardon My Fantasy." CREEP CITY!

You only wish you were a Rhodes Kid, so you too could get those sweet plaid flares and a groovy lavender puffy shirt from Santa!

 And finally...nah, BYE-EEEEEE, Myron.