To wit, I loaded a bunch of albums that I got at Pennsic onto iTunes. No, that wasn’t the bad judgment call. What was the bad judgment call was listening to one album in particular, which had a collection of some of the classic filthy songs of our culture, which then proceeded to remind me of all the classic filthy songs that I learned twenty years ago, and now I’ve got them stuck in my head.
How bad is it? Look, I can’t even tell you which ones they are. My reputation would suffer by merely admitting that I’ve even heard of them. It’s that bad.
So now I need to figure out a suitable brain bleach.
I’m gonna guess…Barnacle Bill the Sailor
Ooo ooo…The Good Ship Venus
So…
What’s the name of the album, and where can I buy it?
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What? I only know a handful. I need to expand my knowledge base.
Heh. SCA-style albums are like the ultimate in hipsterdom.
This should do the trick as brain bleach, but be forewarned…it’s quite potent.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3YmHZ9HMPs
Now THAT hurt.