Wanted: Virgin Killer
In the course of the last few weeks, The Misses has mad the dubious realization that the last two books she has read have come straight off the Reading with Kelly Ripa Book Club. Now, being the sensitive nonjudgmental gentleman that I am, I can’t pass up the opportunity to hold this one over her head – almost constantly in fact. But I can only take it so far before this pot gets called a kettle black. Even last night as I was reading Fargo Rock City: a Heavy Metal Odyssey in Rural North Dakota, I realized that when I first stole Virgin Killer by The Scorpions from the garage of my record burning Christian Right neighbors that my fate was sealed. Indeed. The Scorp’s were the first to blow an ugly wind into the sail of my adolescent low-art skiff. And thank god for that, eh? I remember being absolutely terrified of that Scorpions record and not just cause I captured it in a bit of vinyl piracy from my neighbors. Everything about the packaging was straight up wrong. It took me a month before I ever put the damn thing on the turntable. Somewhere along the line I lost the record and now I must have it back. So if anyone has, or knows how to get, The Scorpions’ Virgin Killer on vinyl, please get in touch with me.