“…and the award for Most Literal Album Cover of the Decade goes to….”
Best 20p I have ever spent/worst wig I’ve ever seen…
With a cover like that, and songs such as “Lazy Lady” (Never operational til the sun has left the sky) and “Backstage Judy” (You look hot but you’re cucumber cool), how could I resist?
Sleeve design, photography etc by Mick Rock. Styling by Sheila. Legs by Noelle. Shot at The Last Resort restaurant, Fulham Road, London. Thanks to Sue Machin for making the kimono with amazing speed.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants.
It Takes Two To Tango (1978) was Myhill’s biggest UK hit, and he later worked with my beloved Durans on some of my favourite songs (including Tel Aviv and My Own Way)
A trip to the dentist yesterday meant a little bit of time for browsing some different charity shops. Pain/pleasure. The pleasure was definitely finding this glorious Chartbusters lp, complete with blatant Mr Freedom outfitting in brown corduroy. The pain was largely the dentist, but also the reminder that we lost the wonderful Tommy Roberts towards the end of 2012. The intention to blog my respect and condolences at the time was strong, but I really wanted to pay tribute with something we hadn’t seen before. And it has taken almost a month, but it came eventually. Rest in peace Sir! Your vivid, inspirational contribution to the world will not be forgotten in a hurry.
What a photograph! There’s definitely some subtle nipple action going on there, but that logo is far too intrusive. Still, I couldn’t resist! Enjoy…
Featuring superbabe Jilly Johnson, and formerly belonging to a dymo-wielding dude named ‘Ross’, I cannot help but covet the matching silver bikini/platform shoe combination on the reverse side. Or in the words of the great Tarkus, B-Side.
Miss Amanda Lear on the cover of a seriously swinging LP from 1968, found in Cullompton, Devon of all places. For so many reasons, I could not resist buying it… Not least that the Batman-style ‘SOCK’ is actually attached to her boxing glove and not superimposed on the photograph.
I really try to keep such frivolous record purchases to a minimum (I mean, how many times do I want to listen to somebody else’s version of songs I love?) but certain covers are pretty much impossible to resist. Knitted hotpants and thigh high socks? Lace-up knitted top? Wildly hairy jacket? Perfect Jo Grant-style feather haircut? Yes. Please.
If you, like me, love all things Seventies [and are in the UK], then don’t forget to tune into Dominic Sandbrook’s new series on the era on BBC2 at 9pm tonight. Plus a new series of Sounds of the Seventies after this at 10pm. Heaven…
I also never need much excuse to post videos by Slade and Sweet…
When I was hunting for decent sized images of The Sweet for my last blog (fiendishly difficult, I might add), I stumbled across darklorddisco‘s flickr account and, more specifically, his 45 picture sleeves album.
I have gone through brief LP-hunting phases in the past. But lack of space has often restrained me from buying (though I love to look and still bitterly regret not picking up a Twiggy album from a charity shop in Streatham) and I’ve even re-donated in moments of madness (or clarity, however you want to look at it). I’ve started buying a few more lately because, well, my groupie ladies and my boyfriend are a very bad influence on me.
Whilst I’m trying to be ‘good’ and stick to people I know I love, there is something quite irresistable about really, really bad covers by people you don’t know. And by bad, I mean good. And by good I mean, they’re pretty bad. And so on.
Novelty has its limits, usually available storage space, so it’s a delight to come across someone else’s collection. Which saves you time, space and money. And scanning effort. I hope darklorddisco doesn’t mind my posting a few of my favourite examples. I’m VERY fascinated by those Risqué ladies indeed….