Who can recall their first glimpse at VHS horror tapes? How about when you actually had to leave your house to rent one?

If you grew up in the golden era of VHS and home video, you probably have nostalgic feelings about the whole thing. Almost every day I hear someone bumming over the reality that video stores are long gone and how charming it was to roam down aisles of videos, checking out the striking artwork.

Well, pretend for a moment that the video rental store downfall never happened.
Now get ready to enter a dream land of video horror splendor…

Welcome to Burbank, California’s SLASHBACK VIDEO, where nothing has changed and 1980’s horror is king! DOUBLE FUCK YES.

Housed inside Bearded Lady’s Mystic Museum in Burbank, Slashback Video is an artwork installation and tribute to mom and pop video stores of yesteryear. The temporary pop-up shop is a collaboration between the museum and Ryan Turek, horror movie lover and Director of Development at Blumhouse Productions.

Above, Uncle T devoting some quality time to work the cash register.

Below, Uncle T locating tapes for local customers with busty-lusty long butts.  

To say these people did a phenomenal job is an understatement. Slashback Video doesn’t just look like a horror rental store, it FEELS like one. It’s packed with atmosphere and reeks of golden nostalgia. The poster-plastered walls and racks of videos are detailed and set up just right to achieve that authentic and effortless look that existed during the mom and pop video store era.

…Like it’s understandable that a bunch of horror genre disciples created this magic, but one blink and it could’ve easily been setup by that local greaseball shop owner Norm. (The one with the lazy eye!)

For those living in California, get off the internet immediately and get down to Slashback Video! Nothing compares to experiencing this in person. For people in other parts of the country and world, sit back and let Uncle T be your virtual guide…

Movie maniacs and curious browsers enjoy aisles of videos, wall-to-wall posters, popcorn, soda, candy and those cardboard cutout things.

Yes, they are real VHS tapes borrowed from personal collections of some of the creators.

Even the register slays! On the bottom shelf are 6-packs of Crystal Pepsi and Surge! I’m ready to retire and become a janitor here.

These righteous rulers also included the absolutely mandatory ADULTS ONLY section! I bet there’s a Peter North poster behind that curtain.

A section at the front of the store titled “Artist’s Picks” featured custom artwork by artists (such as my pal Marc of Sadist Art Designs) taking a stab at their favorite box covers. This 3D Critters box art (forgot to grab the artist’s name) was one of my favorites.

live @ Bearded Lady’s Mystic Museum
3204 W. Magnolia Blvd
Burbank, CA 91505


At the very ass end of summer TNUC always demands a proper send off. Right before things start to get pretty exciting around here (OCTOBER!), we can’t say bon voyage to the balmy months without one final clenched fist in the air, screaming like a horny gorilla chasing lady apes in the jungle.

Uh, what the heck does that mean? It means that last weekend Uncle T had a private screening of the 1990 fast-action blockbuster DAYS OF THUNDER…and man did it do the trick. Talk about a power hour and 47 minutes of motion picture adrenaline! This movie really does have it all. Fast cars, great hair, hot romance, emotions escalating, risky moves, tight denim, neon ballcaps, homoeroticism (though nothing compared to Top Gun), sunburst cinematography, extreme product placements and last but certainly not least…Cole Fucking Trickle.

It’s easy to grasp the reality that Tom Cruise was experiencing probably the biggest mega-stardom of his career right before Days of Thunder came out. This movie followed in the footsteps of Risky Business, Rainman, Cocktail and Top Gun just to name a few. Days of Thunder is sort of like Top Gun’s dumb little brother. Also, this was the summer of 1990 and everything on screen had a certain air of crispiness to achieve that cinematic awe. It might be a big dumb movie about dickhead NASCAR drivers, but man did it look good!

By the time Cole Trickle storms the big race in Daytona, I’m already 13 Zimas deep and my eyes are bulging out of my sockets. This type of hot action just doesn’t grace the big screen these days. When the credits hit, I’m feeling more alive than I’ve felt in a long time, although the credit music is a bit underwhelming during this euphoria. It’s fine and all, but let’s just say it’s a far cry from Point Break’s end credits featuring Ratt’s ‘Nobody Rides for Free’.

But one tune immediately came to mind hence the title and that’s Russ Chimes’ ‘Daytona’. It’s been years since I’ve heard the track and we haven’t posted anything Valerie Collective related in some time, so we’re definitiely due for a revisit.

Blast this into oblivion, feel the engine roar and join Uncle T in bidding a final farewell to summer.

Don’t forget to stay hydrated with a frosty Mello Yello as you sit back in your big boy chair tonight to watch Days of Thunder (currently streaming on Amazon Prime)!

Too fired up and need a piece of the action now? Do an eBay search for “Days of Thunder” promo stuff and vintage merchandise. There’s literally endless hats, shirts, posters, visors and other promotional crap. The marketing on this movie saw no limit and why should it have really?


As fast food establishments go, Wendy’s has always been a slight cut above the rest. Maybe they weren’t as fun as their gimmicky competitors, but what Lord Dave Thomas and his disciples lacked in kiddie gimmicks and promotional tie-ins was made up for with slightly better food, therefore making you not feel like a total lump of lard, like the post-nuclear effects of eating McDonald’s or Burger King.

When the company unleashed the SUPERBAR in 1988, Wendy’s rose to the upper echelon.

The SuperBar was a total hodgepodge of interracial food fornication, spread out on three buffet tables under beautiful, beaming, fluorescent light. The epic spread featured a culture clash of frightening concoctions not for the faint of heart. Tacos? Spaghetti? Greek Salad? Mystery meat? Pudding? SURE THING…LINE UP KIDS!

The SuperBar layout was made up of three stations: “THE GARDEN SPOT”, “PASTA PASTA” and “MEXICAN FIESTA”. You’d begin by skipping directly over the green nonsense at “The Garden Spot” and sail over to the island of “Pasta Pasta” (cool name). Get that plate loaded to the brim with freeze dried macaroni and your choice of alfredo or tomato sauce so generic it would make Little Cesears sauce look fancy. Then head south of the border into “Mexican Fiesta” and slap a big enchilada (w/ mystery meat) on top of everything. But wait! Turn around and go back to the “The Garden Spot” to clothesline everyone because you somehow skipped the little corner by the salad dressing containing chocolate pudding with your name written all over it. Add that to your plate of destruction…all for the kids lunch special price of $2.99!

Enjoy the commercial break:

Is TNUC guilty of raving and embellishing a bit to make the SuperBar sound better than it actually was? Maybe, but I think we can all agree that these commercials are an immediate mood lifter. Something about the grainy looking video mixed with goofy music and extreme-close-ups of food is pure comfort viewing.

Check out what counselor Brenda scored last weekend at the SuperBar following a long day at the water park. She claims the Wendy’s manager gave it to her because she was “nice” but we all know it came from him getting one look at her massive mammaries in that Camp TNUC halter top! 


||| If you’re new to the “Crude Dude Record Reviews” chronicles, the following is part of an on-going series that you’ll first be required to read about in an official “manifesto” at this location |||

Review by: Mike Ballermann 

Once upon a time, on a Saturday in 1990, a true-2-the-bone Crude Dude awoke at noon while still sporting his Nike Force shorts and pink Body Glove shirt. He began sobering up following last night’s win at the beer shotgunnin’ contest at the arcade by smashin’ three fistfuls of Ralston’s Batman Cereal into his bowl, totally neglecting the fact that his paper route should’ve been done five hrs earlier. He kicked his Air Jordan IV hi-tops on the coffee table, sunk deep into the couch and hit the play button on his VCR to catch last night’s recording of MTV’s “Headbangers Ball”. This is what he saw…

San Francisco’s BABYLON A.D. are truly one of the most underrated forgotten gems of the Crude Dude era. Their 1989 self-titled debut album is considered a true classic among the Crude Dude community worldwide. So why did these kids never get the fame and credit of Mötley or Cinderella?

For starters, like many other bands at the tail end of the decade and beginning of the 1990’s, the piss-poor cover artwork didn’t help their cause. What is that actually supposed to depict? Liquid heroin? The designer must’ve been heavily chasin’ the dragon when he created this trash. But similar to other Crude Dude bands that dropped the ball with shitty artwork, you quickly learn not to judge by the lame visuals that haunted this era. Just look at the first Lynch Mob’s Wicked Sensation and Ratt’s Detonator!

The Babylon A.D. boys deliver a very pissed-off and coherent record on this debut (all killer, no filler!) The groovy opener ‘Bang Go the Bells’ is a sleazy, mid-tempo anthem made for those way too young to be denim & leather biker criminals.

This Crude gang certainly did their homework, music and style-wise. The hardest tune on the record, ‘The Kid Goes Wild’ was featured in Robocop 2, an underrated flick as well.

This song has it all. Police siren intro over guitar feedback, killer riffage, a window-shattering high scream by singer Derek Davis, lyrics that perfectly describe the Crude Dude way of life and one HARD hitting, mega pissed-off chorus to instantly ignite a punchfest at your local bar. Those sick screams over the final break of the song get you into high energy/high testosterone/high emotion mode on every conceivable level.

Be sure to bust out this track at maxxximum volume my crude brothers! Goin’ mental guaranteed! ‘The Kid Goes Wild’ is also featured on Uncle T and Big Mike’s infamous “Two Crude Dudes: Part Deux” megamix.

The hottest song on the LP has to be “Shot O’ Love”. This 6-minute über-power ballad eases into your senses thanks to the acoustic intro by Dan de la Rosa which is so pure and classy, the dude must’ve recorded it on a desert mountain wearing nothing but a purple bandana, loincloth and cowboy boots, while his lion’s mane waved in the wind. When the vocals kick in and the second guitar solo howls in the back, that initial heavy riff hits like a wrecking ball and grooves your mind straight to the final scene of Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure. Blast this steamy slice on the tape-deck of a 1988 Camaro Iroc-Z while prowlin’ the streets of abandoned industrial parks under a full moon…then get ready for a Crude Dude time & space melting experience!


Buy it here!


Tired of all the summer camp content around here lately? Well, here comes another…so strap in or hit the road!

Fact of the matter is, we’re smack dab in the middle of summer and Camp TNUC is currently undergoing the most wild ‘n willing season in years. Besides recent highlights like our new hot nurse with the huge cleavage, or when someone set fire to lunch lady Bertha’s hairnet and then raised it on the flagpole, what’s also played a huge part in making this summer so memorable is the CRUCIAL TUNES. The right music blasting out of the right vehicle can make or break your summer at camp. Everyone knows there’s nothing better than cranking a red-hot playlist of songs and hanging by the lake with friends.

Today we’re presenting the songs from Side A of the cassette tape that was heard playing from Counselor Bobby’s ’82 Trans Am this afternoon. Enjoy!

Kenny Loggins – No Looking Back

We’ve been cruising around to the Michael McDonald version of this song for years, but Kenny sprinkles some magic on this 1985 burner that you can’t help dancing around to and jumping on your bed. Just don’t spill the Pepsi!

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Eddie Van Halen – Donut City

OK, time to get serrrrrrrriousss. This unreleased instrumental from guitar-molester Eddie Van Halen hails from the soundtrack to The Wild Life (1984), but more importantly makes for quite a statement when pulling up lakeside at Camp TNUC in your dream car…with your dream girl…ready to engage in an afternoon of sexy watersport hijnks. Get Set To Get Wet!

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Extended Double Dare Theme

Now it might be easy to laugh and shrug this one off, but please follow our instructions and give this a proper CRANK to fully absorb it. This brilliantly extended 7 minute version of the Nickelodeon classic TV show theme is now the perfect length for the main event at Camp TNUC’s 9th annual Wetbike competition! Who said a bunch of boobs can’t win a race?

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Chris Farren – Whole World is Celebratin’

Usually during the first week of camp Uncle T strolls in fashionably late at approximately 9pm on Friday night with a trunkful of warm beer, cigarette cartons, ‘ludes, Blockbuster VHS rentals, cans of TMNT pasta, Hormel Frank ‘N Stuff Hot Dogs, spiked red punch, Shark Bites fruit snacks, Dokken tapes, White Lion t-shirts, rubber puppets, latex monster masks, Nerf guns and a slew of neon Body Glove wetsuits. Then…he hijacks the camp loudspeaker system and plays Chris Farren’s party anthem ‘Whole World is Celebratin’ to wake everyone up and raid his merchandise!

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Tony Carey – The First Day of Summer

There isn’t much to say about this one, and the song isn’t even very good, but our campers demand repeated viewings of the music video on a daily basis during the summer. Just watch.

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Rick Wakeman – The Burning (1981) “The Wakeman Variations” 

Changing gears for a moment, this 17 minute piece contains all the music Rick Wakeman (from the band Yes) composed for the iconic summer slasher film, The Burning.

Allow this music to be the reality check that all the partying and fun at Camp TNUC comes at a price. Those deformed weirdos in the woods have been watching, waiting and planning your demise. Especially you promiscuous wanderers wearing denim short-shorts. There is very fine print in the disclaimer at the bottom of our camp brochure that specifically states “Not all campers go home alive, so bring a sleeping body bag!” 

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Gianni Rossi – C Beams

The closest attempt to capturing life on our campgrounds without actually being there is perfectly portrayed in this song + video. Even in the off season, whenever I hear it I’m suddenly driving down a dirt road with friends to the lake for some terror. That crunchy guitar-fuzz and bass-whomp get me every time. THE OFFICIAL CAMP TNUC THEME!

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Just the other day an opportunity far too good to pass up presented itself on my desk.


That’s right, your summer camp dreams (or nightmares) might be coming to life in 2018 as long as Uncle TNUC can scrounge together enough money to purchase this beautiful and terrifying property. (I’ll need more investors so please speak up in the comments section if you can help make this a reality!)

Nestled in the middle of nowhere sits this 282-acre former Girl Scouts camp in Loudonville, Ohio which includes several cabins, pavilions and a pool as reported by

It was an active Girl Scouts camp until 2002, and housed up to 140 campers in its heyday. Its current owner has used the property has a hunting and nature lodge.

Now imagine the possibilities…

All heavy business happens at Camp Counselor Uncle T’s private lodge! Hot-wet-long-butt contests every Friday night at 9pm SHARP. During opening ceremony we’re hosting a very special Don Dokken intimate acoustic set around the campfire at midnight. Be there or we’ll unleash Manimal from his cage to hunt you down in the woods! 

This dirty shed is the perfect living quarters for our deformed Camp TNUC janitor, “Sludge”. 

We don’t call it a mess hall for nothing. In fact we take the term very seriously. Once that dinner bell rings, report to the mess hall which quickly turns into a full-fledged food fight, even sloppier than the restaurant scene from Problem Child 2. This place literally becomes a battlefield of flying pizza, hot dogs, sloppy joes, spaghetti, mustard, cream pies, generic red punch and miscellaneous gross-out monstrosities.

Campers are also encouraged to partake in our nightly Goosebumps book swap, nudie magazine trading, VHS discussions and the midnight roasting of pervert cook Artie who was caught fondling a box of tomatoes in the kitchen pantry with his pants down. 

The many ponds around Camp TNUC contain no shortage of wildlife, canoes, homemade rafts, foam noodles, severed heads, hacked off limbs and other unrecognizable body parts floating up from the murky depths.

Bring your Zinka sunblock because the heat is on at our campground pool. While that photo might not be too convincing, just wait until mid-July hits and this place turns into a shade-tipping, eyebrow-raising, scantily-clad daydream come to life!

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If Uncle T manages to capitalize on this abandoned camp next year, what sort of accommodations and activities would YOU like to see? Voice your ideas in the comments section.

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