Yer welcome, when people cop for enjoying this stuff I don't feel quite so perverse.
Cheers for that. I've often wondered what they'd sound like.
Nine minutes of compiled music, all culled from releases with the worst looking covers out there. There is stuff that is guaranteed to offend lots of people (so avoid it if that might be you), but for the rest of us, it's here:
Perverse? Perhaps. It may be a defect in my esthetic sense, it may be the lure of the perverse, but I've long been attracted to Really Bad Art, be it music, art or literature. In this case they meet and my heart jumps.
Do you know the Museum of Bad Art?
Cheers for reaquainting me with that Hein, the old guy on the toilet is a particular favourite.