Your comments match yours, and that was me with the upvote, lol.
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- Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-25 12:05:36)
Your comments match yours, and that was me with the upvote, lol. - Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-24 08:26:15)
We've all had bad days, where nothing goes right. Kent Partridge, graphic designer, had no shortage of work, which most people would be glad of (and he was). Yet he had a bad day every day for the eighteen days prior to this. He had his work, but these six album covers were all past deadline and he had to get them in. They all turned out far from what the briefs had been because Kent allowed art to imitate life, and his life was a hellscape. Clockwise from top left: 1) The day prior to throwing the cover of "Topple the Giants" together, Kent had attended a Ren Fair dressed as a Maypole. He had been refused entry by a short, bald-headed peasant bouncer who had the poor taste to also be wearing period sandals and no socks paired with a non-authentic Celtic vest made from polyester. Offering to wind all his ribbons in and tuck them up made no difference, and Kent was forced to go home without so much as one person winding him up at the fair. All three figures are basically Kent attacking the Ren Fair bouncer. The more accurate Maypole costume version was available in Japan and the Ukraine. 2) The day after the Ren Fair rejection, Kent was feeling anxious and went to the doctor. Instead of the Valium he asked for, he was subjected to a rectal examination by the doctor who was, frankly, a cowboy. The receptionist who was called in to assist did nothing to change Kent's opinion. 3) This is what Kent did to the receptionist's pants during the examination, at the end of which the doctor said that Kent had an exceedingly healthy set of tonsils. Kent was billed for the pants, and slapped with a lawsuit for damages, loss of dignity, leaving red and blue marks all over the receptionist's ass, and bein' ornery. 4) Kent went to find a lawyer. This is him trying to find one that would take his case, cost very little, and not laugh at the brief. 5) On the way back from his fifth failed lawyer appointment (it was the 70s, no-one wanted to defend a guy who ripped hard-working cowboy receptionist's pants off while they were just doing their job), more shit happened. Kent being a lovely guy, always hopeful he might find a crowd for his Maypole Costume, picked up a group of Finnish tourist hitch-hikers. They seemed to be interested in the idea of the costume, which Kent kept in the back of his van, so he drove to the middle of a field and got bogged. It turned out the Finnish tourists were saying "We want a spin to the Pub", not "We want a spin around your Pole". They threatened to report Kent, demanded he drive them to the local pub, all his cash, and refused to help unbog the van. This is what Kent thought of that whole episode, and what he muttered under his breath, plural, as he dragged. Took him four hours and a whole bottle of uppers he had been saving for the looming album cover deadline to get out. The Finnish tourists happily drank the five bottles of scotch Kent had stashed for an emergency. 6) Kent couldn't stand up straight after the towing episode. For someone who values being strong, erect and tall, for Maypoling, this was devastating. Here Kent is picturing his spinal issues and his pain in a parody of a scene that looks like Becket is sharing a bit of banter with a woman who is loving every second of the breezy exchange. The woman was actually a five foot lass from Scotland who Kent tried to tell about his pain on a bus (he couldn't drive he was so messed up), and who looked down at him from her impressive height and said he better move off perv, or I'll fookin' shiv ya. Kent got the album artwork in, but was fired for recycling the same ideas he'd used the previous month, and the one before that. He could't argue that, the whole Maypole thing was a bit distinctive. - Comment on STEREO (2019-11-24 07:20:37)
After dinner she went to the workshop and refined the trolley to also fetch hubby's slippers when he whistled. - Comment on water eater (2019-11-22 11:08:13)
Huh, nice one - Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-22 11:01:36)
It is a well-known fact that the music industry, like Hollywood, has a seamy side. Murder, blackmail, and more besides, from Errol Flynn to Miley Cyrus. For instance, many know that in 1970, Charles Manson released an album, "Lie", that did not sell well. It is little-known fact, however, that due to his connections with the business and a certain native charm, Charles Manson designed record covers for far bigger stars while serving his forty seven consecutive life sentences out. These are all Manson covers, featuring his unique wit and charm. In tiny print on each of these, Manson is credited, along with the title he gave each piece. Antisocial-clockwise from top left: a) "Sand Witch Bored Sand Levitation Prickery Sands" b) "Oh shit ... Q The Winged Serpent Giant Crap Incoming" c) "This one should be popular with the Cuntry Club Set" d) "Churchill's Dream of Fair Knighthood, Eve of Dresden Bombing" e) "Not all Nazis fled to South America, some Made it to South Dakota, too" f) "Shower Time Blues" Not convinced? Me neither. As if Manson made those up. The guy was a hack. What can I say? Eric Carmen was a real rapist, obviously. Hard to fictionalise a set with that going on there, bloody hell. - Comment on water eater (2019-11-22 00:50:56)
Vora Vora, Tahiti, you can tell by the Mangroves. - Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-22 00:45:53)
Hey I upvoted. Someone voted your comment down, jedi, possibly because calling me weird ... well, thank you anonymous person. I might take the comment seriously and go fire up the ol' TZ Hopper transport device, and you do not want to get a fuel bill for that wasted trip. I like making sense of Storms' -adjective overload- galleries, because frankly, looking at just the Links one - Mr Yessss did you say butter cake? on the left, Mr Maybe it's a mistake to embrace "Yes I look like John Lennon" so fully, and Determined Hockey Goalie Kent Dunbar - then a can full of people, and the rest, WTF, right? It's funny, I do not enjoy sorting odd colourful character socks and whose damn jocks are those in a load of washing half as much. Lol, I mean, thanks mates. - Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-22 00:27:10)
Thanks jediadept XD The location is a mystery, wrapped in a sausage roll, stuffed into a weird white duck that migrates according to an arcane code schedule kept under lock and key by my Head of Security, and I'm good with that. - Comment on Tiki Asks: How did you handle the worst news you've ever received? (2019-11-21 09:55:34)
I got no advice, Tiki. You strike me as a person that likes to fix things, so when something comes along that's huge and what the fuck how is this fixable, then yeah, stupid big messy emotions are gonna come out and rip through, making it feel like you haven't got shit sorted. I can't say you have, I reckon you'll have a fair crack at it though. It's nice to see the support, you guys. - Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-21 09:35:04)
These are all in the Tower Records Occ Health and Safety Manual as examples of unfortunate cover art episodes. From top left, clockwise: 1) The piano caught on fire and also swallowed the woman sitting on it, spat out a bunch of bones and a bra. 2) The broom caught in the blue cape and five sets of long legs "turn a little more to the left... that's it... a bit mor- !" - bitch get off my cape and out of my shot, panic ensued within three minutes everyone was strangled, including the photographer, a tea lady, and a passing busload of tourists. 3) The middle guy's hairpiece was from a backstreet taxidermist and was actually stunned roadkill, a wolverine that came to and was not happy. Good thing the jackets were red, it didn't look quite so awful afterwards. 4) No -one thought to file the can's edges before the band members climbed in there. True troopers, they kept smiling for the shoot even as decapitated heads. 5) Rogue hand (see it at far left ) moving in for the kill and 6) photographer: " all at once, a little to the left, a little more look into the viewfinder keep stepping... yes..." All preventable, except for rogue hand. No-one can ever risk assess that fucker away. So gory, goodness, where did that come from. Cinderella, Hansel and Gretel in a can, fairytales can be pretty gruesome, not as bad as these records most likely sound though. - Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-21 08:52:25)
Mormons, Jehova's Witnesses, Shakers, Memmonites, Baptists, Anabaptists, we all know the 'States is home to, and the birthplace of, diverse Christian sects due to the freedom from persecution enjoyed by the devout there. Rayongelicals are another sect, virtually unheard of even in their home state of Maine. The Rayongelicals were founded in 1968 by a retired ship's captain named William Kransky, aka Cap'n Starched Ballast, after a visionary dream in which the usual things happened; fire and cows and rayon-clad angels with stiff, white underpants, all a boring story so let's cut to the chase with these albums. The sect, small but keen to spread the good word of the Starched Ballast, had but one member with any musicality; Jack Frawley Caulking. He played all the instruments and sang on every recording seen here. The rest of the people posed on the covers are hobos, store mannequins, and the local librarian, Mr Phipps, a religious tolerant who let the sect use the library meeting room, every Sunday. Clockwise from top left, over a fifteen year span from 1971 before Jack left the sect, moved to Florida and took up as a pest controller: a) Jack in the middle b) Jack seated c) Jack at bottom looking a helluva lot like Aphex Twin in Come to Daddy, which is no co-incidence but that's another story d) Jack on the right e) Jack top right, and f) Jack third from left. Mr Phipps is in b (far right), and f) top right with his natural hair and far left also with his natural hair just a bit puffed out. The Rayongelicals are still around, all seven of them, but without Jack they are content to stay out of the recording business and instead focus on working out what Kransky's vision is all about, which is tricky because he wrote it down somewhere and lost it, but it was pretty good. - Comment on HAIRPIECE (2019-11-19 23:19:45)
Nope. It looks like sexy taxidermy. - Comment on BEYOND NUTS (2019-11-19 23:18:09)
Jamaican Hell Hot Honey Jerk Sauce is a perfectly sane thing to top up a slow engine with. - Comment on ALBUMS (2019-11-19 23:15:23)
[Yep, possibly there are a few gems in this lot] More famous patient portraits from the notebooks of psychedelic gestalt gassenheim Danish psychiatrist Dr Jorn Dengelblum who, as we know, operated out of a fancy short stay asylum with a Day Spa attached. Anti-clockwise from top right a) Judy Dench b) Nic Cage (and Nic Cage as Everyone) c) Gord Downie d) Morrissey e) Richard James (Aphex Twin) and e) Malcolm McDowell during the filming of "Clockwork Orange", or maybe Liza Minelli; the name's smeared and heavily scribbled out, so it's anyone's guess. - Comment on A VISIT TO THE FOREST (2019-11-19 22:54:14)
Both good theories. Thanks!