There was something about the era vhs was a part of that caused people to release stuff you just wouldn't see today. Small batch releases from small town churches of heavy metal laden clips interspersed with grainy pastors warning people of the devils hold on our youth. Hillariously cheesey square dancing tutorials with fully permed men and women. Strange and obscure indie animation that oozes with the grit and unabashed honesty of unfettered creativity.

I love checking out the vhs section at thrift stores, and will often pick stuff up that seems like it'll give me an interesting porthole view into the past.