Bad album, bad cover
I walked into one place of
work recently. There was a pile of old vinyl long players on the desk. It’s
taken a while, but I’ve learned, in these situations, to keep my gob shut and
wait and see. I just gave a non-committal “we started doing house clearances
then?”. Just as well. There was some genuine excitement over a copy of ‘The Sound of Music’. Left to my own
devices, I would’ve said something like: “you are taking the p*ss here, right?” I went to the pictures with my
dad to see 2001 and The Exorcist, my mother dragged me to
watch singing bloody nuns and Nazis in jackboots lonely goatherding and
eidelweissing on for hours and hours and hours…
Then someone picked up a
copy of ‘Evita’. They started making
positive noises. I took a tactical visit to the bathroom and told myself to say
nothing.
It reminded me to have another
Internet bad album art trawl. I’ve found a few WTF’s:
Names across the top there, see? Imagine being Canta of the Wanka’s? “Hi, I’m Canta, I’m’a inn’a los Wanka’s, with the apostrophe, no?”
Maddy Genets, ladies and gentlemen, and her ensemble, ready to kick ass.
The Reverend (and his pipe)
in (the) Rhythm (method), including Tiny Bubbles.
There’s what were they
thinking?
I mean, someone had to know
they’d be cutting that hole out of the middle there, right?
More what were they
thinking, but this could be someone with a GSOH:
Finally, just plain
frightening:






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