A lesson for all: your embarrassing CDs

[The DaveR]

Hard drive crashed a while back and I'm re-ripping everything onto my computer. This time, the dregs get digitized too, so I'll start.


The first lesson in learning not to buy into crappy solo careers is to avoid the progeny. First CD I ever bought. Not a good start.


When one grows up in New Jersey I think even fake Springsteen is mandatory. I even have CDs where "Cougar" is dropped for more authenticity.


Nerdy male teenagers unite!


An ironic purchase (funny in 1997) seems less like irony and more like bad taste 10 years later.

Good thing I have no idea where to find my old cassettes.