When I was a teenager with zero disposable income, I found the Byrds reunion album on Asylum in a cutout bin for 25 cents. This album, from the early 70s, had the five original Byrds. "How bad can it be for a quarter?" I thought. (The beards and cowboy gear on the cover were clues I chose to ignore).
Well, the album was so bad, I actually brought it back, claimed it was defective, and got my 25 cents back.