It wasn’t a record…it was a Ricky Martin calendar! Hey, everyone! Guess who can’t get The B-52s’ “Rock Lobster” out of her head? I’m back from my relaxing vacation and ready to resume my role as PopWatch’s hardest-hitting newsmaker. Here’s a Ricky Martin Year 2000 calendar I stumbled upon last week among heaps of crappy records at a junk store in scenic Grand Beach, Ind. For more random memories of the year two-thousaaaaaand, revisit EW’s 2000 time capsule photo gallery. It’s a nude, sequined bodystocking, bitch.
What’s the weirdest hidden gem you’ve ever spotted in a record bin?
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