this funky gym do make you tough

yesterday we went to a used bookstore that had about equal amounts of hawaiian, japanese and american music. the heady combination of cheap prices, unfamiliar material and hilarious engrish played straight to my weaknesses and made for a perfect storm situation where i bought like five CDs just because i thought their covers were funny. i can't say that i found any hidden gems that changed my musical landscape, but c'mon. how could i resist an album by a band called "super gooooood!"? maybe there's somebody out there who's immune to band names with six o's in a row and superfluous punctuation, but it's sure not me.