This was an Ad/Vance Top Ten list (aka Obsessions to Live By!) from early in 1993. Twenty years later, I never expected Rice Krispie Treats Cereal or Kraft Macaroni and White Cheddar to still be on the market nor that RuPaul would have a substantial career. Record label Great Expectations shut down around about the time I originally drew up this list; Re/Search hung on a while longer but the trails they blazed got many films and LPs back into print that might have been otherwise lost forever.
Rice Krispie Treats Cereal. The forbidden pleasure as breakfast cereal. If this trend continues, look for a “masturbation as exercise” book.
RuPaul, Dame Edna, et al. The first time we have drag queens as media sensations without a male identity. We all know that Geraldine is really Flip Wilson but who the hell is RuPaul in his spare time?
Re/Search: Incredibly Strange Music. The sequel to their fluffiest and, therefore, best issue ever, Incredibly Strange Films. Incredibly Strange Musicis a walk around the musical world from the horror-film rock of The Cramps to the ethereal sounds of god-like genius Martin Denny. How can you not love it?
Great Expectations. A small British label reissuing on CD the best of the 1980s: Natasha Fatale wanna-be Lene Lovich, Virna (“Leisure Activities: Sabotage and Skiing”) Lindt, and “Miss Beehive of 1982,” Mari Wilson.
Robert De Niro at the Inauguration. In which our hero shows off his taste in women by making a play for all four members of vocal group En Vogue.
The Roberts Navajo Trail Prayer Letter. A newsletter by two concerned Christians who left the wilds of Washington, D.C. to proselytize to the Navajo. The most unintentionally hilarious thing since Liza’s Stepping Out. Sample highlight: The house God provided was a very nice 4 bedroom double-wide mobile home (or “manufactured housing”) that is just right for our needs. Sorry kids, my lord provides his children with concrete homes, thank you very much.
Kraft Macaroni and White Cheddar. Everyone’s favorite goes upscale, yet still manages to taste like nothing so much as a mushy salt lick.
Overexposed: Treating Sexual Perversity in America by Sylvère Lotringer. Haut-pretentious semiotician Lotringer visits a clinlc in Chicago that treats sex offenders by literally boring them to normalcy. The technique is very Clockwork Orange except that the clinic staff really care and the soundtrack isn’t as good.
James R. Porter. And speaking of sex offenders, Porter is a child molester / priest — Quelle surprise! — who claims that electroshock therapy erased all memory of his crimes. Bonus for the fact that he was tried in Lizzie Borden’s home town.
Chuck Berry’s Private Life. Who’d’ve dreamed the grandfather of rock likes nothing more than to have his lady serve him a special breakfast by defecating on his face? I tell ya, it makes me listen to “Maybelline” in a whole new way.