Album of Confessions

I use this blog a lot to air grievances, but rarely do I ever use it to make amends for the wrong I've done.

If you don't mind, I'd like to begin this multi-part series by apologizing and making amends to:


BMG Music Service

and


Columbia House Music




I officially apologize for gluttonously taking advantage of their 12 music CD's for a Penny campaign of the 1990's. The card inserts were plastered all throughout urban music and fashion magazines and I couldn't avoid them. Excitedness and curiosity got the best of me and I buckled.





I would just fill out my choices, write down a phone number and sign a name and three to six weeks later, 12 spanking new CD's were delivered to my door, no questions asked.




True, I didn't have any intention of paying that one cent price in the first place, but those companies shouldn't have made it so easy for a broke teenager like myself.





Karen Jameison, Tamara Johnston, Kiely Pratt, Julia P. Warren are some of the names that they knew me by. The address always stayed the same, but they kept falling for all of those pseudonyms. I was unstoppable!











If you were my friend and it was your birthday..."Happy Birthday! Have a CD!"





















From approximately 1992 to 2000 I amassed hundreds of CD's courtesy of their accounting departments. I could have been thousands, but hey, I'm not greedy.























Almost simultaneously somewhere around the millennium, Columbia House Music and BMG Music Service began to require upfront payment of the shipping & handling costs plus the penny before shipping out any CD's.




For some reason, I feel responsible for that. I don't know why.












I apologize to the potential CD "borrowers" who came after me and never got a chance. Luckily, Napster was on the scene by then and we music addicts had a new pusher.





Once again, BMG Music Service and Columbia House Music, I apologize, but thank ya anyway!


I know I wasn't the only one.



If was was, I'm more of a genius than I thought... How about that?