In the process of cleaning, I have come across several cassettes that I'm not sure what to make of anymore. In my younger years, they were awesome. Now I'm afraid that I'll cry over all the time I spent yelling "Kriss Kross will make ya 'jump, jump.'" Check out the strange list of cassettes recently dug up from the depths of hell and over the next few weeks, a lot of them will be transferred to my computer. Expect a stream of strange pieces.