![]() Brace yourselves.įirst, go download the album. Rather than simply tell you of this game's fail, I am going to do the equivalent of allowing the abyss to stare back at you, and let you listen to - nay - EXPERIENCE the Pac-Man Album in MP3 Format. Considering that Pac-Man has been known to drive even the mightiest of men to madness, this does not bode well. Whatever it is, you will either be laughing at it or horrified by it, depending on your point of view there is no middle ground. This album transcends ineptitude, constituting a work of undiluted madness that has thus far defied my attempts to classify it. Regardless, once again, the bar has been slammed downward with the force of a sledgehammer, and I am forced to subject you, the I-Mockery reader, to this journey into undiluted insanity from my childhood. I would argue this Levi's collagen-loaded lips and MULLET OF DESTINY kind of trump anything a badly-conceived album from 1980 might have in its arsenal. He explained to me that "Pleasureman" had finally been dethroned. I thought I might have a chance if I showed him this, and so I did. Then, we have the somewhat-rare but positively infamous album that is going to be reviewed today:Īn old friend of mine used to think the funniest unintentionally funny thing I'd ever heard was William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy's "Spaced Out," which was the epitome of so-awful-it's funny in his eyes - until one day, when that was trumped by Gunther Levi's "Pleasureman" (and Protoclown's review thereof). Numerous songs with noises or music from the games emerged, such as Pac-Man Fever and Pac-Man: Power Pill. The long and short of it was this: if it had Pac-Man on it, it sold. ![]() Hell, I specifically remember having Pac-Man sheets and a Pac-Man pillowcase. I wouldn't be surprised if they had heretofore unheard-of Pac-Man prophylactics someplace. t-shirts, coloring books, a cartoon series, Chef Boyardee pasta, and of course, the only cereal in history that gave Dino Pebbles a run for its money in terms of marshmallow-to-cereal ratio. The game was the king of the arcades, and the proud American tradition of merchandising was in full swing. In the late 70s and early 80s, Pac-Man was king. Suffice to say they are no longer married, and whilst there may be some dispute over this in my family, I personally blame this album. What I am instead going to review is one of the worst abominations ever pressed to record, mostly because the first time I ever heard it was at my Uncle's when one of my Aunts got him it for the holiday. Not one that is near and dear to me, oh no. ![]() In honor of this, I am going to review an album. Review: We're in the post-holiday season, which means it's time for us to reflect on the hangover we collectively had, brought on by copious amounts of holiday cheer (and bourbon-loaded eggnog in my case), and consider all the miscellaneous bits of fun (and horror) that the holiday season brought us.
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