Quincy Jones produced this strange record album of Michael Jackson emphatically narrating the story of E.T.
Just to be clear, this record features no Michael Jackson music. The movie features no Michael Jackson music. Michael Jackson should have nothing to do with E.T. Yet it seems such a natural fit.
A little research shows that this record was released literally days before Thriller, won a Grammy (for best recording for children), and was recalled by Sony. I also see that this audiobook was written by Quincy Jone, and that Michael Jackson felt an affinity for E.T. In fact, Jackson was so into E.T., that he was quoted (regarding his meeting with the animatronic E.T. for the label photo seen below):
"He was so real that I was talking to him. I kissed him before I left. The next day, I missed him."
Also, here is another E.T. picture disc record of the soundtrack we put up on the sorting room wall.
Let us spend the week mourning the anniversary of death of the King of Pop, Michael Jackson.
I truly wish I had taken a photo of every scrap of MJ merch that has passed through the sorting room (why, oh why didn't I grab the 12" single of Billie Jean with the instrumental version?!?), but I still have a few picks to share so get out your rhinestone glove and hyperbaric oxygen sleeping chamber and let's get started with this Barbie-sized Jackson doll.
Presently, I am slowly easing all the amazing awesomeness that is the Tales from the Junk Store blog over towards the new Junk Pirate tumblr page. This will feature such greatness as:
new, crazy, and often disturbing items donated to the Junk Store.
perhaps more frequent updates.... no promises.
all that great Junk Pirate fine art you know you can't live without.
other people's photos.
links to other awesome collections.
and fantastically huge posts that delve deep into the details of some of the famous Junk Pirate collections.
Will I keep updating this blog? Sure, why not.
Do my bosses know about this? I sure hope not.
Can you buy this stuff from me? "I'm a gripper, not a flipper".
Do I ask question out loud to myself and then answer them? Never!
So check out the Tumblr blog and step up to keep your rep up.
But I'm going to draw the line at collection of body refuse.
Exhibit A: This container featuring several little plastic boxes (with magnifier lids) with collected fingernail, toenail, and pubic hair trimmings.
You read that right.
In my opinion, the fact that it is so methodically collected and stored makes it all the more disturbing.
It's just one of those things that happens. A gridded box (or divided drawer)
get nailed to the wall. Then you put one of the cheapo finger puppets
that come in vending machines in a cubby. Then another one. And then a few more.
A special insider's look into the secret tunnels that permeate the Junk Store.
With ancient markings, we utilize these causeways to stash hoards, eat snacks, spy on potential shoplifters, or for a mid-day get away.
Here's a little dandy... it's an Atari 2600 controller that has a bunch of games pre-programed right in there. Great and also forgettable games like Centipede, Breakout, Gravitar, Pong, Circus Atari, Asteroids, Adventure, Missile Command, Yar's Revenge, and Real Sports Volleyball. You just hook the RCA cables into your television, turn it on, and completely stop working for the rest of the afternoon.
Nothing like a tasty 2nd Gen cartridge system to get the stoke flowing here at the Junk Store.
ColecoVision debuted in 1982 and was out with the video game industry crash less than two years later, but its arcade-like graphics and premium game selection made it a winner. Voted #12 of the 25 greatest game consoles of all time (a better ranking than the PS3)!
While perhaps not a aesthetically striking as the sporty yellow Odyssey 300, you still can't deny the retro-hi-tech styling of the Magnavox Odyssey 2 from 1978. With a 49-key alphanumeric membrane keyboard, it may look futuristic, but the lacking graphics and power of this cartridge system were considered "primitive" even by late 70s standards. The Atari 2600 pretty much wiped the floor with this thing.
Still, we here at Junk Pirate are always keen to caress any retro game system, particularly those that used cartridges and joysticks.
If you somehow still have unanswered questions about the Odyssey 2, you will find them all answered, and many, many, many more at the Odyssey2 Homepage.
Aww, heck. I just can't resist throwing in a picture of my Odyssey 300. It's just so pretty:
You're a chef in a kitchen and you have to cook three meals at once, so you have to throw the meals in the air to get a another meal in your pan. There's a cat on a shelf that catches the meal with a fork, but then lets it drop after some seconds. Chef is one of the fastest Game & Watch
This bad boy is coming atcha fully working from way back in 1981. Come and get it!
Fans of Marble Madness and Centipede will rejoice in the discovery of this Wico Command Control Trackball Controller, compatible with the Atari 2600.
And if it doesn't work, no problemo, learn to fix it here.
For those real tech misfits who aren't interested in Atari Pong because its "too mainstream" I give you the Radio Shack Electronic TV Scoreboard!
This is an original first generation video game based on a single chip, which basically is nerd-talk for variations of Pong. This one had such authentic competitions as: Tennis, Hockey, Squash, and Practice.
The actual unit is pretty unique looking with it's detachable Left Player control and baby blue trim.
Apparently, there was another version of the Radio Shack TV Scoreboard that came with a realistic looking light gun and some extra games. I found this scan on the net:
The year is 1976. You and you bros need an instant fix of that sweet, sweet digital ping pong game but you are already too drunk to get to the local bar. Plus, you are totally out of quarters. Luckily, you recently invested $100 (in 1976 dollars!) for this bad boy. Let the games begin!
Gold Moulded from Edison. Play that funky music white boy.
2 minutes of face melting recordings from at least 100 years ago. If there was an actual record in this tube, which there wasn't. It was just package.
The God of Donations truly smiled upon me with what I can only assume is some sort of exorcism kit, or perhaps a "presto-change-o Deathbed Conversion" set-up, complete with holy water, crucifix, and instructions.
Whatever it is, we're in for some blasphemous fun in the Junk Store.
Although, looking at the photo now, the presence of the candles and spoon makes me think that somehow heroin is involved as well. Those wacky Christians.
Welp, another year is in the books and I thank you for allowing me to share all the fantastic and sickening junk that has passed through my dry and rashy hands this past year.
This is the post where I'd like to give a clever and slightly veiled shout-out to all the good and bad things that took place in the Junk Store these past 12 months (damn you, Sausage Fingers!), but it is becoming a giant blur of exciting garbage, daily frustrations, and treasures-to-trash and I can't remember what happened when.
I fail to document more than half of it, I'm just about over a lot of it, and I wonder why the book deals and Hollywood executives with their big checks for my story options aren't knocking on my door yet. I blame everybody but myself.
Yet I'm resolved to get back up off the sorting room floor and redouble my efforts to get the zaniest shit up on the web (and perhaps into my home) regardless of how many health and safety codes I have to violate. This next year is going to be great and we're all going to get junk drunk on a regular basis! We don't need money or health cuz we've got hundreds of photos a weird collectable shit.
Like I've always said, there is no problem to daunting that we can roll up our sleeves, dig in our heels, and completely ignore.
So, if you have some time this afternoon, or maybe in the early morning and there isn't anything on tv, you can take a moment to check out the Junk Pirate Artwork Archive. Or maybe you haven't strolled through the Donation Hall of Fame yet. Perhaps peruse through the 450 older posts, and if you see something you like (or hate), leave a comment. Why not browse by category? And if you write a blog of your own, throw a link my way.
Or just sit there and enjoy some of these Signs of the Times from the Junk Store's past.
See you next year!