So, I get really bored sometimes, and need to fill my mind with useless, trivial bullshit so it can interfere with the far more serious, yet far less uplifting thoughts that should be genuinely occupying it at that point in time. Usually, that vast amount of garbage I know is the music that’s helped shape me into the person (both sonically and personally, for better and worse) I am today. There really isn’t much that ties a lot of this together, other than the fact it’s had such a significant impact on my conscience. If you care to read forward (ie. my opinion intrigues you, and your life is as equally dull and unimpressive as mine), hit the jump for some of the weirdest albums to ever be tossed into a singular group.
None of this is in order, and I only applied one rule, which is artists are allowed two albums (maximum) on here. There’s something for everyone!
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