Wait, I know that voice. Oh, God. The image of Dave Coulier’s face twisted in ecstasy as he moaned like Popeye flashed through my head, and I nearly crashed my car. I flipped a U-turn and headed back to return the movie.
Thanks. I didn’t know that I didn’t need to have that image in my mind. Now I do.
‘cept nope. That’s not Glen Ballard.
https://thehardtimes.net/blog/i-was-sitting-next-to-alanis-morissette-and-dave-coulier-in-that-theater-and-i-still-dont-know-how-aladdin-ends/
Thanks. I didn’t know that I didn’t need to have that image in my mind. Now I do.
Hey Crabman!
Hey Earl!
I’m fairly sure Glen Ballard produced the album or something.