Put yourself in the photographer's position for a second. You're readying the camera, making sure everything is just so, but something isn't quite right. This scene, of Millie Jackson, a middle aged woman on the toilet with her panties around her ankles, is just a little too harsh. The solution? A nice vase with some fresh flowers in. It's just a very nice touch. Also, what is Millie Jackson forcing from her bowels that requires the removal of a shoe?
Simple concept here. All of Freddie Gage's friends are, as the large type suggests, dead. So this is conveyed by having Freddie squat in front of a tombstone looking morose, holding what looks like a bible. I like Freddie's shoes/shirt co-ordination, proving that grief need not impact upon your fashion sense. The design of the cover is unfortunate, with the vast swathes of sky blue with a small picture in the centre giving the impression that the picture was shot through a bathroom window.
What is he building, a dungeon to molest children in?
I cannot say anything to justify how amazing this one is, but I will say that such a simple idea has never been executed so perfectly.
I bet being a pop star got this dude tons of girlfriends.
....And you, and you, and you! But not you, you laughed at her face.
So what, is Julie his daughter or his jailbait? Either way, she ain't Sixteen.
Finally, here is the worst cover OF ALL TIME. Srsly, die already.
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