As someone who earns his living providing a service (designing packaging for products— see Beach Packaging Design)— I'm a little envious of those who sell products rather than their services. Partly it's the idea that you could say "here's my product—take it or leave it" which I KNOW from my clients is not how it works at all. If you're seriously trying to sell a product, then you are bending over backwards trying to accommodate your customers. Still there's something nice about a tangible product.

In the music business sense of the word, I don't have a lot of "product". In my past life, I only ever came out with two releases. Eventually I'd like to have more products here that one could actually buy. (You know, music, T-shirts, patented labor saving devices—stuff like that.)

In the meantime... the first of my two actually already existing products, was the self-produced 7 inch single on the left. Put out in 1981 on my own "Vanity Press Music" label. It was sold in a handful of Manhattan record stores at that time, on a consignment basis, which sucked because I would never get around to going back and getting the money. Record has 3 songs: Hot Water, Green  Scenery, and Betting On Gravity. I had 500 of these pressed and I still have maybe 400 sitting in a box in my basement. So I guess you could say this product is still available. (email me if you want to buy one!) Amazingly, one of the songs (Hot Water) was played 2 times in 2006 on WPRB in Princeton.

http://www.wprb.com/

The other bona fide product was the Cargo Cult album, "Concrete Island" which was put out by Paragon Artists in 1986 on Public Records. And produced but by Chris Butler (see The Waitresses and Future Fossils Music.)

This album has 10 songs, some of which I still know how to play. It feature musicians: Hearn Gadbois, Gary Kelly, Michael Lauren, and George Sempepos. One of these songs—I think it was "Safe to Say"—was played on radio or used in some other capacity in Holland (around 1990?) and in Australia in 2003. It can be found in fine cutout bins everywhere. (especially online)