If you've never read 'sirens of Titan' by Kurt Vonnegut then i heartily recommend it. Has perhaps one of the saddest endings i've ever read in a science-fiction book. I read this and Lem's 'Solaris' in quick succession- boy, did i feel low after that.
On a recent charity shop foray in Wolverhampton I found this collection of hand drawn 45 sleeves. Ok, they may not be high art but there’s something about them that really reminds me of my teenage years.
I picked up a Faust LP on the same jaunt and was made up until I got home and discovered the actual vinyl was a white label copy of some charity shop high priest like Des O’ Connor. I guess you can’t win them all.
Peter Gabriel- games without frontiers/the start/ I don’t remember
There’s a definite gangster theme going on here. Blood spattered bullet holes and a scarfaced, stogie smoking tough In the corner.
Maybe if I listen to the record then this concept might become a little clearer…maybe.
Buzzcocks- everybody’s happy nowadays/why can’t I touch it?
I’d have to say this is my favourite of the bunch. There’s so much going on and you can see the definite influence of school stationary such as a compass and set square.
There’s fingerprints incorporated here so in theory I could track the artist down and present him/her with his masterpieces but I’m not going to…I’m gonna keep them.
Dire Straits- where do you think you're going?/lady writer
One of the lesser efforts in this particular oeuvre i feel.
Jon and Vangelis- thunder/I hear you now I really love the armless ghost and lightning/fire/thunder combo. Reminds me a little of Deerhoof’s ‘Milkman’ LP cover.
I have no idea what’s happening here, fiery asteroids orbiting a sinister black mountain? The singing cloud (with teeth) is a great touch as is the lightning keyboard.
Roxy Music- to turn you on/jealous guy 7"
The original 7” had been replaced with Showaddywaddy which I didn’t fancy much so I replaced it in turn with Joan Jett. I like the futuristic ‘space’ vibes of this sleeve (the spaceship and meteors) and the ‘jealous guy’ himself seems to be dissolving into abstract fumes of pure jealousy.