Found It!
I found "Roy"!
Here's how old it is: it's on a cassette. I'm lucky I have a copy of it at all, because one of my friends borrowed the other copy and then refused to give it back. This is the one I gave to my husband back in 1992, and hid my head under the pillow while he listened to it. I'd never done this sort of thing for anyone before, especially nothing so absolutely weird like writing and recording a song about a fridge. I thought he'd laugh, or think that I was insane, or hate my singing. When it finished, I popped my head out and he had a strange look on his face. I know that look now, but I didn't then. He was astonished that I'd written it, and almost couldn't be convinced that I had done the singing, as well.
It's always a good thing to surprise the shit out of your boyfriend with one of your hidden talents. I'm pretty sure this is one of the reasons he married me.
It's labeled "Roy & Quiet Mind 1992" and the second song is one I did not write. Because it's on cassette, I don't have a digital copy of it -- yet. I've never 'released' it because there is a sample on it (Kraftwork, you'll know it as the theme from SNL's Sprockets segment with Mike Myers).
We just played it for the kids, up in one of their rooms, because they are the only ones with cassette players... they keep the one I own in their basement hideaway. All of our cassettes have been boxed up since the move, so I'm in karaoke heaven as I pull them all out, one by one, and remember past boyfriends (the one with the perfect handwriting, his only redeeming quality; the one who had good taste in music but no taste in chicks; the one I married). I'm dying here, I can't play any of them until tomorrow and I've got several appointments that will interfere with my listening pleasure.
I can't believe I found this silly little gem. As soon as I can get an mp3 version, I'll post it here for you, and you can laugh your butts off too, as hard as we did upstairs just now listening to it for the first time in many, many years. The girls asked me, "Who's that singing?" and my husband said, "Your mother!" They said I sounded different.
Dang, I was young once.
