https://www.theregister.co.uk/2018/10/31/journey_cassette_suspicious_package/ An entire block was shut down around the Duke Energy building in uptown Charlotte, North Carolina, on Tuesday after mail room staff reported "a small manila envelope handwritten and addressed from out of state" to police. The workers were right to be concerned. Further investigation by a bomb squad revealed the package to contain a DAT cassette tape by crap-haired '80s chart-botherers Journey.
The author doesn't seem to like Journey much, maybe he should read our thread on modern music being really bad. As a side note I was at a local record institution about seven years ago when vinyl was really starting to come back. They sell used records and I asked what they were looking for and they said Journey by far.
Probably sent by a City Boy living in South Detroit. Perhaps interesting to those outside the UK, Don`t Stop Believin, didn`t achieve chart success until 2009, when the song was sung on The X Factor, Simon Cowell`s talent show equivalent to American Idol.
First time I or anyone I know ever heard that song was the family guy episode where they do karaoke to it. And suddenly everyone was buying it, or at the time as was the fashion, stealing it
We had about seven late 70's bands considered "corporate rock" that had huge arena hits but hardcore rock fans thought they were part of the Hollywood Music Marketing Department. Don't stop believing might have been the top of that pyramid in the late 70's, played non-stop for years and this was before the real marketing of MTV came around.
I've got to sit down and give Journey another listen to. At the moment, I've been going through the "Evolution" album, by Disturbed. There is another cassette that I have to review, that landed last month; and also I'm expecting another to land any day now. Unfortunately, work and #toiletgate have been causing me trouble, along with things like car maintenance, and things. #toiletgate, in case you're not attuned to my dramatic life, deals with a simple exchange of the innards of a toilet cistern, which were leaking due to age. A half hour job turned into a two week marathon, including two new toilets. A very long and dramatic DIY story which rivals any modern horror flick.
If it's any censolation we have had ±pipegate, which is currently concluding with holes in the bathroom, and hall concrete floors and the wall in between (under which the leak was) and ±cambelttensionergate, in which preventative mantenance at a VW main dealer ended up with my car off the road for two weeks.
