<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394</id><updated>2011-12-05T06:10:29.425-05:00</updated><category term='italian'/><category term='animals'/><category term='puppets'/><category term='bad taste'/><category term='scandinavian'/><category term='toilets'/><category term='just plain ugly'/><category term='bizarre'/><category term='christian'/><category term='low budget'/><category term='fashion disaster'/><category term='dutch'/><category term='latin america'/><category term='androgynous'/><category term='creepy'/><category term='french'/><category term='disco'/><category term='cgi'/><category term='japanese'/><category term='not work safe'/><category term='metal'/><category term='german'/><category term='colorful'/><category term='what the fuck'/><category term='bad portraits'/><category term='errors'/><category term='poor drawings'/><category term='gory'/><category term='lazy design'/><category term='racist'/><category term='babies and fetuses'/><category term='rap'/><category term='crossdressing'/><category term='ridiculous'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='kiss makeup'/><category term='sexist'/><category term='prog rock'/><title type='text'>The Terrible Album Art Showcase</title><subtitle type='html'>A "tribute" to some of the worst album covers humanity has had to offer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>278</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4978891362074534219</id><published>2008-07-15T19:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:16.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><title type='text'>moe. - No Doy (1996)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH07Pa0fT9I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9--9ci8JHrM/s1600-h/nodoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH07Pa0fT9I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9--9ci8JHrM/s200/nodoy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223396278903197650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moe. must have realized a bit too late that having a photo of a man with a nail driven through his skull on an album cover was pretty morbid and sent the wrong message about what listening to the band's music might cause you to do to yourself. Their solution of painting the nailed man hazard-cone orange with Prince purple eyes and giving him a big, dopey smile was a fairly inelegant (not to mention ineffectual) fix for this problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4978891362074534219?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4978891362074534219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4978891362074534219' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4978891362074534219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4978891362074534219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/moe-no-doy-1996.html' title='moe. - No Doy (1996)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH07Pa0fT9I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9--9ci8JHrM/s72-c/nodoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6433737304176062065</id><published>2008-07-15T19:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:17.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><title type='text'>Quick Change - Circus of Death (1988)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH06LJtpZmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/H5dt4o8Xm80/s1600-h/circusofdeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH06LJtpZmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/H5dt4o8Xm80/s200/circusofdeath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223395106079991394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now listening to a metal album. If the metal you are listening to is not sufficiently "face-melting," you may have to resort to ripping your own face off for the proper metal effect. To demonstrate, I have commissioned my 15 year old pothead brother to give us a diagram showing the proper method of ripping off one's own face. He claims that the random green stuff on the side of the image isn't a fully necessary part of the face-ripping experience, but claimed that he had to include it because, to quote, he was "totally feeling it." Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6433737304176062065?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6433737304176062065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6433737304176062065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6433737304176062065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6433737304176062065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-change-circus-of-death-1988.html' title='Quick Change - Circus of Death (1988)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH06LJtpZmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/H5dt4o8Xm80/s72-c/circusofdeath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1816332577297885068</id><published>2008-07-15T19:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:17.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scandinavian'/><title type='text'>Emperor - In the Nightside Eclipse (1994)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH05RAfRxkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/rivk-q05m_s/s1600-h/emperor-inthenightsideeclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH05RAfRxkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/rivk-q05m_s/s200/emperor-inthenightsideeclipse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223394107171391042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you make the usual sort of cut-rate fantasy artwork found on countless metal album covers even uglier than usual?&lt;br /&gt;A: Make everything a eye-hurting shade of blue, and I mean &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1816332577297885068?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1816332577297885068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1816332577297885068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1816332577297885068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1816332577297885068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/emperor-in-nightside-eclipse-1994.html' title='Emperor - In the Nightside Eclipse (1994)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SH05RAfRxkI/AAAAAAAAAk4/rivk-q05m_s/s72-c/emperor-inthenightsideeclipse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1747268294238743294</id><published>2008-07-14T05:54:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:17.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Ratchell - Ratchell II (1972)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsk2q1LFMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/pL1s-QPyGmA/s1600-h/ratchellii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsk2q1LFMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/pL1s-QPyGmA/s200/ratchellii.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222808714495071426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words just fail me on this one. I never realized there could be a band so collectively ugly that even doctored, Glamour-shots style photos couldn't save &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; of them. These guys look less like a rock band and more like that depressing band your cheap uncle hired for his wedding that only knew how to play bad covers of old 70s rock ballads, right down to the depressing Tony Orlando look-alike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1747268294238743294?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1747268294238743294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1747268294238743294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1747268294238743294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1747268294238743294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/ratchell-ratchell-ii-1972.html' title='Ratchell - Ratchell II (1972)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsk2q1LFMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/pL1s-QPyGmA/s72-c/ratchellii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5909571204600526589</id><published>2008-07-14T05:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>The Monkees - Pool It! (1987)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsjxQKZUhI/AAAAAAAAAko/2pAggkYA0AM/s1600-h/Monkees-Pool-It!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsjxQKZUhI/AAAAAAAAAko/2pAggkYA0AM/s200/Monkees-Pool-It!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222807521925354002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody should have told the Monkees that they stopped being teen heartthrobs approximately 20 years before this album got made. Let's face it, there's nothing more depressing than a bunch of doughy, middle-aged men in swimming trunks trying to play like they're still cool. And jesus, what's with the painted-in water? Couldn't they afford to shoot this album cover in a real pool?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5909571204600526589?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5909571204600526589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5909571204600526589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5909571204600526589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5909571204600526589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/monkees-pool-it-1987.html' title='The Monkees - Pool It! (1987)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsjxQKZUhI/AAAAAAAAAko/2pAggkYA0AM/s72-c/Monkees-Pool-It!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3449911685071573579</id><published>2008-07-14T05:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Limp Bizkit - Results May Vary (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsisYsqUoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sRPzg9hA8b8/s1600-h/resultsmayvary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsisYsqUoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sRPzg9hA8b8/s200/resultsmayvary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222806338805584514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting a photo of any band members on an album cover isn't a bad idea, really. It just helps if you don't have so much lighting shined on your face that you look like a bloated, doughy corpse. Soaking everything in a sickly lime green doesn't help either since it just makes you look like a cheap ripoff of the Wizard of Oz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3449911685071573579?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3449911685071573579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3449911685071573579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3449911685071573579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3449911685071573579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/limp-bizkit-results-may-vary-2003.html' title='Limp Bizkit - Results May Vary (2003)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHsisYsqUoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/sRPzg9hA8b8/s72-c/resultsmayvary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5104830222972106581</id><published>2008-07-13T06:26:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cgi'/><title type='text'>Gang of Four - Mall (1991)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnceWkcBHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/MI12sOs_Y28/s1600-h/gangoffour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnceWkcBHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/MI12sOs_Y28/s200/gangoffour.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222447656925398130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album cover would already be pretty lousy if it had come from some rinky-dink pop-punk band or similar, which is what the album cover reminds me of. It's absolutely depressing when it comes from a band like Gang of Four that really should've known better. But then, I think the 90s made everybody kind of stupid when it came to album cover design.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5104830222972106581?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5104830222972106581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5104830222972106581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5104830222972106581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5104830222972106581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/gang-of-four-mall-1991.html' title='Gang of Four - Mall (1991)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnceWkcBHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/MI12sOs_Y28/s72-c/gangoffour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3796321182154099772</id><published>2008-07-13T06:26:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cgi'/><title type='text'>Frank Black and the Catholics - Frank Black and the Catholics (1998)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnbXTqzCTI/AAAAAAAAAkI/GOw3egKRhcU/s1600-h/frankcatholics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnbXTqzCTI/AAAAAAAAAkI/GOw3egKRhcU/s200/frankcatholics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222446436376054066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy there's nothing like having a color palette on your album that makes its title hard to see. It's even better when said color palette consists of brown, yellow, gold, and more brown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3796321182154099772?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3796321182154099772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3796321182154099772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3796321182154099772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3796321182154099772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/frank-black-and-catholics-frank-black.html' title='Frank Black and the Catholics - Frank Black and the Catholics (1998)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnbXTqzCTI/AAAAAAAAAkI/GOw3egKRhcU/s72-c/frankcatholics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1775827482380400355</id><published>2008-07-13T06:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><title type='text'>Fotomaker - Fotomaker (1978)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnZeH12WyI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hFoLdquwuaM/s1600-h/fotomaker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnZeH12WyI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hFoLdquwuaM/s200/fotomaker2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222444354437012258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this obviously isn't on the same level, as, say, &lt;a href="http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/scorpions-virgin-killer-original-cover.html"&gt;Virgin Killer&lt;/a&gt;, there's definitely some &lt;i&gt;implications&lt;/i&gt; to this album cover that I don't like in the slightest. At least Fotomaker only made a preteen girl pose her FACE provocatively on an album cover, which is more than I can say about what the Scorpions did, but the makeup sure doesn't help Fotomaker's case out any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1775827482380400355?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1775827482380400355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1775827482380400355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1775827482380400355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1775827482380400355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/fotomaker-fotomaker-1978.html' title='Fotomaker - Fotomaker (1978)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHnZeH12WyI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hFoLdquwuaM/s72-c/fotomaker2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-9012103497094137411</id><published>2008-07-12T11:08:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.798-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Super Furry Animals - Hey Venus! (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjNmgj6qSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ayy3DBrl7Cg/s1600-h/HeyVenus-SFA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjNmgj6qSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ayy3DBrl7Cg/s200/HeyVenus-SFA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222149829395392802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love psychedelic artwork as much as the next guy but I usually don't like it quite this terrifying. I especially take issue with the really ugly comic book style color job on the figures. This all less suggests psychedelia and more implies some sort of horrible attempt to update the 60s gone hideously awry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-9012103497094137411?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/9012103497094137411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=9012103497094137411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9012103497094137411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9012103497094137411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-furry-animals-hey-venus-2007.html' title='Super Furry Animals - Hey Venus! (2007)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjNmgj6qSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ayy3DBrl7Cg/s72-c/HeyVenus-SFA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6336175649700069726</id><published>2008-07-12T11:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:18.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scandinavian'/><title type='text'>Anton Maiden - Anton Gustafsson Tolkar Iron Maiden (1999)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjKtDdNzPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mlJeLmuy3M0/s1600-h/antonmaidenbig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjKtDdNzPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mlJeLmuy3M0/s200/antonmaidenbig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222146643306859762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying earlier, Photoshop has enabled damned near anyone an opportunity to make bad album covers. You can be an ugly, nerdy metalhead with a computer and a dream and all it takes is 15 pounds of Photoshop filter and some overlaid text. I really have to wonder what the point of the filter is, though. Are they supposed to be flames? Is he in Hell? Is this some sort of sunset sky? Did someone eat too much canned ravioli and barf on the camera lens?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6336175649700069726?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6336175649700069726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6336175649700069726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6336175649700069726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6336175649700069726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/anton-maiden-anton-gustafsson-tolkar.html' title='Anton Maiden - Anton Gustafsson Tolkar Iron Maiden (1999)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjKtDdNzPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/mlJeLmuy3M0/s72-c/antonmaidenbig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8706795935896743908</id><published>2008-07-12T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:19.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>American Gypsy - Angel Eyes (1974)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjJQnEFNLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/fw27bppK_4I/s1600-h/americangypsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjJQnEFNLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/fw27bppK_4I/s200/americangypsy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222145055137281202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portraying your band as a group of cheetahs on an album cover is kind of strange but it could potentially work if done well. Unfortunately, whoever drew this apparently only had four paint colors to work with and was suffering from the DTs, resulting in something that's less "strange" and more "ugly and horrifying to look at." At least this band didn't exist in the era of Photoshop or else we'd probably be seeing a bunch of poorly-pasted and colored heads atop real cheetah bodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8706795935896743908?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8706795935896743908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8706795935896743908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8706795935896743908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8706795935896743908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/american-gypsy-angel-eyes-1974.html' title='American Gypsy - Angel Eyes (1974)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHjJQnEFNLI/AAAAAAAAAjo/fw27bppK_4I/s72-c/americangypsy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3007486938952170100</id><published>2008-07-11T15:52:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:19.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prog rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>Formula 3 - Sognando e Risognando (1972)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHfCfyfl79I/AAAAAAAAAjg/JNEGNCN5Zss/s1600-h/formula3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHfCfyfl79I/AAAAAAAAAjg/JNEGNCN5Zss/s200/formula3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221856144345395154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that cutting a woman in half could actually be made &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; creepy and disgusting, but these guys sure managed to figure it out. I guess they figured that if they made the body look like a bad blow-up doll of a corpse, they could get away with the whole bisection thing without it seeming too terrible. Of course, they failed to realize that even having that idea for an album cover in the first place is terrible in and of itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3007486938952170100?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3007486938952170100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3007486938952170100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3007486938952170100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3007486938952170100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/formula-3-sognando-e-risognando-1972.html' title='Formula 3 - Sognando e Risognando (1972)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHfCfyfl79I/AAAAAAAAAjg/JNEGNCN5Zss/s72-c/formula3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-9198158798626838229</id><published>2008-07-11T15:52:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:19.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies and fetuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cgi'/><title type='text'>Chumbawamba - Tubthumper (1997)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHe-rBNEmmI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cSh54B_Hjmw/s1600-h/tubthumping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHe-rBNEmmI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cSh54B_Hjmw/s200/tubthumping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221851939226294882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked before about 90s album cover design and its failings. Here, we see it in action. Any ape with a new copy of Photoshop could've made this fucker in about 30 seconds. Take a photo of a baby, throw a pukey pink color filter on it, paste on a big mouth, put it on a color-fill background, and there you go, instant shitty album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this cover, we also see that babies must be a recurring motif for Chumbawamba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-9198158798626838229?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/9198158798626838229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=9198158798626838229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9198158798626838229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9198158798626838229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/chumbawamba-tubthumper-1997.html' title='Chumbawamba - Tubthumper (1997)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHe-rBNEmmI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cSh54B_Hjmw/s72-c/tubthumping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2856600459137427176</id><published>2008-07-11T15:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:19.953-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Various Artists - M'm! M'm! Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHe8sW_HIvI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/qWNliU-oz3k/s1600-h/VarCampbell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHe8sW_HIvI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/qWNliU-oz3k/s200/VarCampbell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221849763229934322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another product placement album (for Campbell's Soups of all fucking things) and this one is just goddamned inexplicable. The mother's so hopped up on thorazine she's starting to think that she's Popeye while her porcine little runt is so piggish that you could probably cut him into slabs and sell him as bacon. And boy, nothing aids the digestion of Campbell's Soup quite like the Ray Coniff Singers, or Jim "Gomer Pyle" Nabors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Image comes courtesy of &lt;a href="http://bizarrerecords.com"&gt;Bizarre Records&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2856600459137427176?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2856600459137427176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2856600459137427176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2856600459137427176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2856600459137427176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/07/various-artists-mm-mm-good.html' title='Various Artists - M&apos;m! M&apos;m! Good!'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/SHe8sW_HIvI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/qWNliU-oz3k/s72-c/VarCampbell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4512129124728215555</id><published>2007-09-27T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:20.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>Various Artists - That Dobro Sound's Goin' Round!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83tzTfMDMI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eFoUxLNu7zw/s1600-h/dobrosound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83tzTfMDMI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eFoUxLNu7zw/s200/dobrosound.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174053012578766018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many hilarious things about this cover that it's easiest to just make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The fact this photo was obviously taken in a studio warehouse instead of a barn&lt;br /&gt;2) The black on yellow text cheerfully suggesting that this LP is a "collector's item" in much the same way that NASCAR plates and Precious Moments figurines are "collectable."&lt;br /&gt;3) The expression on the vaguely-Jimmy Carter looking guy in the center that seems to be very gleeful about the fact that he suckered a bunch of people into thinking said LP is a collector's item&lt;br /&gt;4) The blonde woman's pose, which suggests a combination of "I had better adjust my helmet made of hair," "I have gone deaf from listening to this music for extended periods of time," and "I am actually a mannequin that the photographer found stashed behind these haybales."&lt;br /&gt;5) The lustful gleam in the eye of the top center dobro player that seems to be directed toward Mr. Polka-Dot Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;6) The names of the artists they got to contribute to this compilation in the first place, especially "Shot Jackson."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4512129124728215555?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4512129124728215555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4512129124728215555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4512129124728215555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4512129124728215555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/03/various-artists-that-dobro-sounds-goin.html' title='Various Artists - That Dobro Sound&apos;s Goin&apos; Round!'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83tzTfMDMI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eFoUxLNu7zw/s72-c/dobrosound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1233952223656410824</id><published>2007-09-27T19:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:20.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Dave Starr - The Nearer the Bone, the Sweeter the Meat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83tETfMDLI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Rg_QZV-lDL8/s1600-h/davestar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83tETfMDLI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Rg_QZV-lDL8/s200/davestar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174052205124914354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Who are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; assholes? Can't you see I'm eating? The album cover? I thought you fuckheads were coming at 6! Look, if you want a picture so bad, just take one right now. I ain't in no fuckin' mood to get up and dick around taking some damn photo while my food gets cold! Either take a picture right now or get the fuck out of here!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1233952223656410824?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1233952223656410824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1233952223656410824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1233952223656410824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1233952223656410824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/dave-starr-nearer-bone-sweeter-meat.html' title='Dave Starr - The Nearer the Bone, the Sweeter the Meat'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83tETfMDLI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Rg_QZV-lDL8/s72-c/davestar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3701628351183551496</id><published>2007-09-27T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:20.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prog rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><title type='text'>Birth Control - Operation (Alternate Cover) (1971)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83sJTfMDKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ahQyKfDlOk8/s1600-h/birthcontrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83sJTfMDKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ahQyKfDlOk8/s200/birthcontrol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174051191512632482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a while ago, I took these guys to task for one cover of their album Operation, which featured a katydid chewing up human babies. What I didn't realize at the time is that apparently Birth Control's album covers came in a variety of different forms. I wasn't surprised to learn, of course, that most of these alternate forms were just as shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we have this alternate take on Operation. Instead of a giant insect committing infanticide, we see some sort of eel inside a water-filled condom. Like with most of Birth Control's covers, I really have no idea what this has to do with the concept of birth control, if anything. I mean, the idea "wear a condom or else a giant eel will come out of your penis and destroy your girlfriend's cervix" is juuust a bit &lt;i&gt;insane&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3701628351183551496?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3701628351183551496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3701628351183551496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3701628351183551496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3701628351183551496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/birth-control-operation-alternate-cover.html' title='Birth Control - Operation (Alternate Cover) (1971)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83sJTfMDKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ahQyKfDlOk8/s72-c/birthcontrol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-984652785152760197</id><published>2007-09-25T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:20.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>LaVerne Tripp - The World of Laverne Tripp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83rajfMDJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/6PM1NQCsjdU/s1600-h/laverne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83rajfMDJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/6PM1NQCsjdU/s200/laverne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174050388353748114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I'll get my reward all right! A reward of ETERNAL GLOBAL DOMINATION! I'm going to have to get rid of this leisure suit first, though. Isn't really becoming of the future WORLD EMPREROR TRIPP! Shit, playing with this overhead projector is fun, Marlene was right."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-984652785152760197?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/984652785152760197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=984652785152760197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/984652785152760197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/984652785152760197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/laverne-tripp-world-of-laverne-tripp.html' title='LaVerne Tripp - The World of Laverne Tripp'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83rajfMDJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/6PM1NQCsjdU/s72-c/laverne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2865329512143958202</id><published>2007-09-25T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:20.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy design'/><title type='text'>Led Zeppelin - Coda (1982)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83h2DfMDII/AAAAAAAAAic/PAVcQUw1A-8/s1600-h/Led_Zeppelin_-_Coda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83h2DfMDII/AAAAAAAAAic/PAVcQUw1A-8/s200/Led_Zeppelin_-_Coda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174039865683872898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the album you're releasing is a cynical cash-in when you can't even spring for actual album artwork. Granted, stark minimalism can work sometimes (such as the iconic art for the Beatles' White Album), but that's assuming that whatever typography or lettering you're using is actually pleasing on the eyes in the first place. This looks like a weathered, bargain-basement flier for a yard sale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2865329512143958202?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2865329512143958202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2865329512143958202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2865329512143958202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2865329512143958202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/led-zeppelin-coda-1982.html' title='Led Zeppelin - Coda (1982)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83h2DfMDII/AAAAAAAAAic/PAVcQUw1A-8/s72-c/Led_Zeppelin_-_Coda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3607020939974582631</id><published>2007-09-25T18:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:20.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Let It Be... Naked (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83gfDfMDHI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YckFySFfZbI/s1600-h/Let_it_be_naked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83gfDfMDHI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YckFySFfZbI/s200/Let_it_be_naked.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174038371035253874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cover breaks my eyes every time I look at it. I refuse to believe that anyone with any inkling of design sense had anything to do with this cover. Using photo negatives on an album cover is a gamble under the best circumstances, but typically you should try to use contrasting colors to make the negatives stand out instead of using a horrible grey background that makes them blend in. The clashing red on the word "Naked" and the inherent awkwardness of the album's title (never, EVER use ellipses in an album title, I beg you) just make things worse. Jesus, they didn't even get Harrison's photo right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hilarious thing about this cover is that simply making a straight negative of this cover results in a much more professional looking design that's far easier on the eyes. Nicer color palette, fewer clashing colors, and an overall nicer viewing experience. It still has problems, but at least they're workable problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3607020939974582631?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3607020939974582631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3607020939974582631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3607020939974582631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3607020939974582631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/beatles-let-it-be-naked-2003.html' title='The Beatles - Let It Be... Naked (2003)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83gfDfMDHI/AAAAAAAAAhc/YckFySFfZbI/s72-c/Let_it_be_naked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3881738321475137074</id><published>2007-09-24T18:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:21.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>Ted Nugent - Love Grenade (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83b8zfMDEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/TYWWh9YE1DY/s1600-h/lovegrenade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83b8zfMDEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/TYWWh9YE1DY/s200/lovegrenade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174033384578223170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear that, women with breast cancer? Ted Nugent says "Fuck you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, this is actually less demeaning to women than the original, unused version of this album cover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83cGzfMDFI/AAAAAAAAAhM/u7fRtUUF_dI/s1600-h/lovegrenadeoriginal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83cGzfMDFI/AAAAAAAAAhM/u7fRtUUF_dI/s200/lovegrenadeoriginal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174033556376915026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3881738321475137074?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3881738321475137074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3881738321475137074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3881738321475137074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3881738321475137074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/ted-nugent-love-grenade-2007.html' title='Ted Nugent - Love Grenade (2007)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83b8zfMDEI/AAAAAAAAAhE/TYWWh9YE1DY/s72-c/lovegrenade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-718574719266377298</id><published>2007-09-24T18:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:21.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Crosby, Stills &amp; Nash - Live It Up (1990)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83bfjfMDDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/9g14GA75cUg/s1600-h/liveitup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83bfjfMDDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/9g14GA75cUg/s200/liveitup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174032882067049522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, whenever I think of the smooth, folky melodies of Crosby, Stills, and Nash, what immediately come to mind for me are giant hot dogs. On the moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-718574719266377298?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/718574719266377298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=718574719266377298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/718574719266377298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/718574719266377298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/crosby-stills-nash-live-it-up-1990.html' title='Crosby, Stills &amp; Nash - Live It Up (1990)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83bfjfMDDI/AAAAAAAAAg8/9g14GA75cUg/s72-c/liveitup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3318196101881041346</id><published>2007-09-24T18:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:21.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>Eddie Layton - Great Organ Hits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83aqDfMDCI/AAAAAAAAAg0/AR63em9M7mM/s1600-h/LaytonMissile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83aqDfMDCI/AAAAAAAAAg0/AR63em9M7mM/s200/LaytonMissile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174031962944048162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie only learned how to play the organ because he thought he could pick up chicks. When he discovered that most women don't find playing the organ to be very attractive, he resorted to subliminal attempts to bring attention to his other "organ" in his album covers. His attempts, it should be noted, were not all that subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this image comes courtesy, again, of &lt;a href="http://www.bizarrerecords.com"&gt;Bizarre Records&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3318196101881041346?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3318196101881041346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3318196101881041346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3318196101881041346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3318196101881041346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/eddie-layton-great-organ-hits.html' title='Eddie Layton - Great Organ Hits'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83aqDfMDCI/AAAAAAAAAg0/AR63em9M7mM/s72-c/LaytonMissile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-560943784751680730</id><published>2007-09-06T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:21.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><title type='text'>Cerys Matthews - Cockahoop (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83ZEzfMDBI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0pTz0goHI84/s1600-h/cockahoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83ZEzfMDBI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0pTz0goHI84/s200/cockahoop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174030223482293266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album cover proves that no matter how disastrously bad your fashion sense is, you can always make it look that much more ridiculous if you portray yourself with some artwork as drawn by a 10 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-560943784751680730?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/560943784751680730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=560943784751680730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/560943784751680730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/560943784751680730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/cerys-matthews-cockahoop-2003.html' title='Cerys Matthews - Cockahoop (2003)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83ZEzfMDBI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0pTz0goHI84/s72-c/cockahoop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3353149559168140099</id><published>2007-09-06T18:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:22.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Jerry Colonna - Jerry Colonna Plays Trombone Along the Dixieland Hi-Fi-Way (1957)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83YQDfMDAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5wo0gPKBZhU/s1600-h/jerrycolonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83YQDfMDAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5wo0gPKBZhU/s200/jerrycolonna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174029317244193794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Colonna looks like he took a mouthful of uppers with his coffee this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those instances where, by itself, the art style could've been fantastic, but deciding to superimpose actual photos of Jerry Colonna and entourage over the artwork just makes things really awkward and kind of ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3353149559168140099?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3353149559168140099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3353149559168140099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3353149559168140099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3353149559168140099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/jerry-colonna-jerry-colonna-plays.html' title='Jerry Colonna - Jerry Colonna Plays Trombone Along the Dixieland Hi-Fi-Way (1957)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83YQDfMDAI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5wo0gPKBZhU/s72-c/jerrycolonna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5840121714623432085</id><published>2007-09-06T18:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:23.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><title type='text'>Elf - Elf (1972)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83XyzfMC_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/TJMb3Nz3lUQ/s1600-h/elf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83XyzfMC_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/TJMb3Nz3lUQ/s200/elf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174028814733020146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I'd seen everything there possibly is to see on an album cover, I've find what seems to be the world's first-ever white trash elf. I suspect the artist must've got his inspiration from taking a good, long look at Elf band member Ronnie James Dio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5840121714623432085?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5840121714623432085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5840121714623432085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5840121714623432085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5840121714623432085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/elf-elf-1972.html' title='Elf - Elf (1972)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83XyzfMC_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/TJMb3Nz3lUQ/s72-c/elf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5913761537498503380</id><published>2007-09-05T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:23.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><title type='text'>Blues Creation - Demon and Eleven Children (1971)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83W7zfMC-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Vuw3rBh-SrM/s1600-h/bluescreation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83W7zfMC-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Vuw3rBh-SrM/s200/bluescreation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174027869840215010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get to the point where I legitimately have to ask what the deal is with psychedelic or metal bands featuring such amateurish, awkward artwork on their albums. Is this just inherent to these bands' style? Does it reflect upon the maturity and/or drug-addled states of these people's minds? I'm seriously starting to get bored of these covers. At least branch out into other styles of awfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that this particular band are Japanese, though, maybe I can cut them some slack. Presumably they just figured that bad album covers were part of the territory and dutifully obliged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5913761537498503380?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5913761537498503380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5913761537498503380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5913761537498503380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5913761537498503380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/03/blues-creation-demon-and-eleven.html' title='Blues Creation - Demon and Eleven Children (1971)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83W7zfMC-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/Vuw3rBh-SrM/s72-c/bluescreation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8474908441186693049</id><published>2007-09-05T18:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:23.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Master Gunnery Sergeant Bill Dower - Armed Forces Workout (1984)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83VdTfMC9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/WLMAHEUGLCE/s1600-h/armedforcesworkout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83VdTfMC9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/WLMAHEUGLCE/s200/armedforcesworkout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174026246342577106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't get much better than the intense look on this poor guy's face. It suggests a combination of sheer tenacity, blind rage, and a touch of masochistic stupidity, which are all qualities apparently sought by the U.S. Armed Forces. I've never really pretended to understand the mindset of those who need to buy a workout video/album that shouts like crazy at them, but at least I can make fun of the covers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8474908441186693049?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8474908441186693049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8474908441186693049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8474908441186693049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8474908441186693049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/master-gunnery-sergeant-bill-dower.html' title='Master Gunnery Sergeant Bill Dower - Armed Forces Workout (1984)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83VdTfMC9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/WLMAHEUGLCE/s72-c/armedforcesworkout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7111485395739965448</id><published>2007-09-04T17:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:24.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>The Woofers and Tweeters Ensemble - Beatle Barkers (1983)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83JbDfMC8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/W6bqoveF9Zw/s1600-h/beatlebark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83JbDfMC8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/W6bqoveF9Zw/s200/beatlebark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174013013548338114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those dumb "jingle pets" songs that get played on some of the more pathetic radio stations around the holidays? Those "songs" that are old Christmas tunes featuring pitch-shifted dog barks and other animal noises in place of actual singing? Well someone decided to do a whole album of Beatles songs in that "style" and left us with &lt;a href="http://blog.wfmu.org/freeform/2005/08/meet_the_beatle.html"&gt;some truly wretched music&lt;/a&gt; and a pretty damned bad album cover. I really can't say much more on this subject. If you listen to any of the mp3s on the site provided, you'll realize that no other explanation is required. This is an album straight from the pits of hell itself and to speak of it would just be to invoke its dark powers to destroy all that is good and just in the world. Or at least wreck some pretty good Beatles tunes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7111485395739965448?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7111485395739965448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7111485395739965448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7111485395739965448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7111485395739965448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/woofers-and-tweeters-ensemble-beatle.html' title='The Woofers and Tweeters Ensemble - Beatle Barkers (1983)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83JbDfMC8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/W6bqoveF9Zw/s72-c/beatlebark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3937505717117537130</id><published>2007-09-04T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:24.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Magical Mystery Tour (1967)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83H1jfMC7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/tinPYo2wvyE/s1600-h/beatlesmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83H1jfMC7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/tinPYo2wvyE/s200/beatlesmmm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174011269791615922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the 60s, drugs caused people to do really stupid things they thought were cool at the time. Thus, we have the Beatles dressed up in goofy animal costumes in front of really awful (and awfully dated at this point) psychedelic backdrops. The starburst motif was honestly silly enough, but the American LP cover shown here just made matters worse with the bizarre yellow/blue cloud texture stuff. Not really a high point from an artistic perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3937505717117537130?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3937505717117537130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3937505717117537130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3937505717117537130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3937505717117537130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/beatles-magical-mystery-tour-1967.html' title='The Beatles - Magical Mystery Tour (1967)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83H1jfMC7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/tinPYo2wvyE/s72-c/beatlesmmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7938681301372352798</id><published>2007-09-04T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:24.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Yesterday and Today (original cover) (1966)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83HLTfMC6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/JSsJBWJdnTE/s1600-h/btlesyestoday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83HLTfMC6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/JSsJBWJdnTE/s200/btlesyestoday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174010543942142882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's ignore the whole "GREATEST BAND EVER" critical fawning that takes place whenever the Beatles are mentioned for a second and be reasonable here; this cover is fucking awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really imagine how an idea this asinine was concocted in the first place. "Let's drape meat and plastic body parts on the Beatles!" sounds like a bad joke, not an actual art project. Even then, using one of said images for an album cover is not only asinine but a huge lapse in judgement. Everyone's favorite mop-topped whatevers covered in meat is not something your average pop fan wants to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people consider this album cover to be a brilliant ploy by the Beatles to stick it to the man and make some sort of bold artistic statement. An artistic statement involving meat, I guess. I agree more with George Harrison's take on this whole thing; "I thought it was gross, and I also thought it was stupid. Sometimes we all did stupid things thinking it was cool and hip when it was naïve and dumb; and that was one of them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7938681301372352798?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7938681301372352798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7938681301372352798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7938681301372352798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7938681301372352798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/beatles-yesterday-and-today-original.html' title='The Beatles - Yesterday and Today (original cover) (1966)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83HLTfMC6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/JSsJBWJdnTE/s72-c/btlesyestoday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7153363689132511318</id><published>2007-09-03T17:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:24.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>The Polyphonics - Zounds! What Sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83GnzfMC5I/AAAAAAAAAfs/XIFY4lqOY38/s1600-h/zounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83GnzfMC5I/AAAAAAAAAfs/XIFY4lqOY38/s200/zounds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174009934056786834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no denying it; this is one of the goofiest album covers I've ever seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7153363689132511318?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7153363689132511318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7153363689132511318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7153363689132511318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7153363689132511318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/polyphonics-zounds-what-sounds.html' title='The Polyphonics - Zounds! What Sounds'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83GnzfMC5I/AAAAAAAAAfs/XIFY4lqOY38/s72-c/zounds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8839602680580380173</id><published>2007-09-03T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:25.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Zen - Hair (1969)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83FoDfMC4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/odBVRwj1EGE/s1600-h/zen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83FoDfMC4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/odBVRwj1EGE/s200/zen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174008838840126338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a promotional still from the little-known original concept version of the movie Mannequin. Instead of featuring Kim Catrall as a department store mannequin come to life, this version featured an army of blank, soulless mannequins attempting to take over the world. Kind of like zombies if zombies happened to be made of wood. In this scene, we see an army of them surrounding and about to destroy a pack of hapless hippies on their way to a love-in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8839602680580380173?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8839602680580380173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8839602680580380173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8839602680580380173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8839602680580380173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/zen-hair-1969.html' title='Zen - Hair (1969)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83FoDfMC4I/AAAAAAAAAfk/odBVRwj1EGE/s72-c/zen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1053956412114777200</id><published>2007-09-03T16:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:25.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Mike Melvoin - The Plastic Cow Goes Moooooog (1970)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83E7TfMC3I/AAAAAAAAAfc/g3LjHVuDXzY/s1600-h/plasticcow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83E7TfMC3I/AAAAAAAAAfc/g3LjHVuDXzY/s200/plasticcow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174008070040980338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plastic cow's lifeless eyes plead with you. Its pitiful cries of "moog" fill your ears. The plastic cow is attempting to tell you something. You can sense that it wants you to pull its plug. The plastic cow realizes its existence is horrible and unnatural. It pleads with you to end its so-called life by merely unplugging its cord, end its futile cries of "moog" once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It should be noted that "moog" is actually pronounced to rhyme with "vogue," so Melvoin completely fucked up his stupid pun.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1053956412114777200?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1053956412114777200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1053956412114777200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1053956412114777200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1053956412114777200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/mike-melvoin-plastic-cow-goes-moooooog.html' title='Mike Melvoin - The Plastic Cow Goes Moooooog (1970)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83E7TfMC3I/AAAAAAAAAfc/g3LjHVuDXzY/s72-c/plasticcow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1205805547082659090</id><published>2007-09-02T16:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:25.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><title type='text'>Butthole Surfers - Electriclarryland (1996)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83DmDfMC2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/vQgkECiWZGY/s1600-h/The_Butthole_Surfers_Electriclarryland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83DmDfMC2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/vQgkECiWZGY/s200/The_Butthole_Surfers_Electriclarryland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174006605457132386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really nail this album cover for being in bad taste since a solid majority of the Butthole Surfers's album covers were in bad taste. I can at least take them to dask for doing bad taste so ineptly. I mean, this is a band that went from album covers featuring photos of starving Africans and John Wayne Gacy paintings to a very crudely drawn cartoon image of a guy getting a pencil shoved into his ear. This doesn't make the previously mentioned covers that much better, mind, it just makes you realize that if you're going to &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; go for bad taste, you might as well go all the way. It won't make your album cover any better, but it won't look so half-assed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1205805547082659090?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1205805547082659090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1205805547082659090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1205805547082659090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1205805547082659090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/butthole-surfers-electriclarryland-1996.html' title='Butthole Surfers - Electriclarryland (1996)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83DmDfMC2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/vQgkECiWZGY/s72-c/The_Butthole_Surfers_Electriclarryland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6251519593625189291</id><published>2007-09-02T16:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:25.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson - Ben (original cover) (1972)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83CpzfMC1I/AAAAAAAAAfM/5QULu8OxZ94/s1600-h/ben2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83CpzfMC1I/AAAAAAAAAfM/5QULu8OxZ94/s200/ben2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174005570370014034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People try to trace exactly where Michael Jackson started to go wrong. Was it his horrible childhood growing up in Gary? The stratospheric fame in the 80s that turned his head all wrong? Personally, I believe that things started to go awry as early as the 70s, when Michael sang a ballad about a rat and was featured on an album cover with a bunch of rats. That's the sort of thing that's likely to mess with anyone's head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6251519593625189291?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6251519593625189291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6251519593625189291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6251519593625189291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6251519593625189291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/michael-jackson-ben-original-cover-1972.html' title='Michael Jackson - Ben (original cover) (1972)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83CpzfMC1I/AAAAAAAAAfM/5QULu8OxZ94/s72-c/ben2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7971412116596718474</id><published>2007-09-01T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:26.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disco'/><title type='text'>Boys Town Gang - Can't Take My Eyes Off You (1997)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83CBjfMC0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/XHOqQEZ4_Cw/s1600-h/boystown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83CBjfMC0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/XHOqQEZ4_Cw/s200/boystown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174004878880279362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Sometimes, I really don't need to say anything at all about these covers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7971412116596718474?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7971412116596718474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7971412116596718474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7971412116596718474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7971412116596718474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/boys-town-gang-cant-take-my-eyes-off.html' title='Boys Town Gang - Can&apos;t Take My Eyes Off You (1997)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83CBjfMC0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/XHOqQEZ4_Cw/s72-c/boystown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8851208038518054275</id><published>2007-09-01T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:26.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Joe Vento - The Many Moods of Joe Vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83BpTfMCzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/64RN6VUgaR8/s1600-h/joevento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83BpTfMCzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/64RN6VUgaR8/s200/joevento.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174004462268451634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Duhhh, hey maw! I finally got me one of them there recordin' contracts! And I think this purdy lady likes me! Ah'm gonna be livin' the good life! Huh? Whaddya mean they're takin' a pitcher of me right now?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8851208038518054275?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8851208038518054275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8851208038518054275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8851208038518054275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8851208038518054275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/09/joe-vento-many-moods-of-joe-vento.html' title='Joe Vento - The Many Moods of Joe Vento'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83BpTfMCzI/AAAAAAAAAe8/64RN6VUgaR8/s72-c/joevento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6488986712625161311</id><published>2007-08-31T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:26.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='androgynous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>Velvett Fogg - Velvett Fogg (1969)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83AfjfMCyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2-imVGragQw/s1600-h/velvettfogg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83AfjfMCyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2-imVGragQw/s200/velvettfogg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174003195253099298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love bare breasts, and as much as I'm not opposed to the concept of the Summer of Love, this album cover manages to make both seem really unpalatable. Let's face it, any album cover that manages to make &lt;i&gt;bare breasts&lt;/i&gt; seem like a terrible thing is committing some serious crimes against nature. And what's with the androgynous cowboy thing in the back? Or that ghostly guy? And what's with the feather boas? This cover is starting to make my head hurt. Curse you, 1960s!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6488986712625161311?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6488986712625161311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6488986712625161311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6488986712625161311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6488986712625161311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/velvett-fogg-velvett-fogg-1969.html' title='Velvett Fogg - Velvett Fogg (1969)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83AfjfMCyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2-imVGragQw/s72-c/velvettfogg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2229343845369506276</id><published>2007-08-31T16:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:26.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><title type='text'>The Wurzels - The Combine Harvester (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83AHDfMCxI/AAAAAAAAAes/tN5ffElYDbM/s1600-h/combineharvester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83AHDfMCxI/AAAAAAAAAes/tN5ffElYDbM/s200/combineharvester.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174002774346304274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha! Man, accidents involving farm equipment are such a hoot! You can just IMAGINE the guy on the ground getting slowly ground up into an indistinguishable paste! And look at his friends! They're so happy about this possible turn of events! I've got to tell you, there's nothing like being drunk and stupid on a farm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2229343845369506276?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2229343845369506276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2229343845369506276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2229343845369506276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2229343845369506276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/wurzels-combine-harvester-1976.html' title='The Wurzels - The Combine Harvester (1976)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R83AHDfMCxI/AAAAAAAAAes/tN5ffElYDbM/s72-c/combineharvester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3487349788819872433</id><published>2007-08-30T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:26.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Aerosmith - Get a Grip (1993)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82-qzfMCwI/AAAAAAAAAek/NSSVNtFQztk/s1600-h/Aerosmith_-_Get_A_Grip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82-qzfMCwI/AAAAAAAAAek/NSSVNtFQztk/s200/Aerosmith_-_Get_A_Grip.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174001189503372034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, "dudes!" We're the band Aerosmith! You might know us as a bunch of washed-up old guys your parents listened to. We, "like, totally" know what you're thinking, "man," but we're still totally "rad" and "hip" and "with it." Check this "radical" album we just put out! We know that "pierced nipples" are "totally hot" so we thought it'd be really "bodacious" to put one on our album cover. Even the album's name is "too cool for school"! So "don't have a cow, man," and buy our new record! We know you'll think it's "totally rad to the max"! "Cowabunga, dudes!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3487349788819872433?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3487349788819872433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3487349788819872433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3487349788819872433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3487349788819872433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/aerosmith-get-grip-1993.html' title='Aerosmith - Get a Grip (1993)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82-qzfMCwI/AAAAAAAAAek/NSSVNtFQztk/s72-c/Aerosmith_-_Get_A_Grip.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8182653727492792055</id><published>2007-08-30T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:26.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><title type='text'>Jo Basile - Accordion de Paris (1959)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82-RTfMCvI/AAAAAAAAAec/k5JZHTym2Qw/s1600-h/accordiondeparis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82-RTfMCvI/AAAAAAAAAec/k5JZHTym2Qw/s200/accordiondeparis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174000751416707826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how whoever was responsible for this album cover figured that your average suburban 1950s businessman or homebody wouldn't have a damned clue that an album was supposed to be French in origin if they didn't make it really blatantly obvious. I mean, playing a game of "count the stereotypes" is yielding scores I previously thought were unattainable. Unfortunately, these same marketers made a crucial error in assuming that your average white suburban individual of the 1950s would be interested in music from a bunch of Frenchies in the first place. Ah, c'est la vie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8182653727492792055?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8182653727492792055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8182653727492792055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8182653727492792055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8182653727492792055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/jo-basile-accordion-de-paris-1959.html' title='Jo Basile - Accordion de Paris (1959)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82-RTfMCvI/AAAAAAAAAec/k5JZHTym2Qw/s72-c/accordiondeparis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4037394241443740653</id><published>2007-08-30T16:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:27.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><title type='text'>Fall Out Boy - Evening Out with Your Girlfriend (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8260jfMCuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NXm00PdkpC0/s1600-h/falloutboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8260jfMCuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NXm00PdkpC0/s200/falloutboy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173996958960585442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Fall Out Boy became mopey, dopey purveyors of emo whining suitable for listening to while wearing your librarian sweater and giant, black-framed glasses, Fall Out Boy were apparently a bunch of misguided dorks leering at an ugly girl while surrounded by eye-searing colors. Well, actually they're &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; a bunch of misguided dorks, but at least their embrace of the mopier side of life has improved their design skills a tad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4037394241443740653?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4037394241443740653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4037394241443740653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4037394241443740653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4037394241443740653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/fall-out-boy-evening-out-with-your.html' title='Fall Out Boy - Evening Out with Your Girlfriend (2003)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8260jfMCuI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NXm00PdkpC0/s72-c/falloutboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2517920321765977356</id><published>2007-08-29T15:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:27.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prog rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crossdressing'/><title type='text'>Fireballet - Two, Too... (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R823LjfMCtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VHQwcQG3avU/s1600-h/fireballettwotoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R823LjfMCtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VHQwcQG3avU/s200/fireballettwotoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173992956051065554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rateyourmusic.com"&gt;Rateyourmusic&lt;/a&gt; tells me that this is the last album Fireballet ever released. I suspect this is because putting all of your ugly, hairy male band members on the cover of your album wearing tutus and frolicking around is considered to be a career-ending move in certain parts of the world. Making awful puns on top of that just seals the deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2517920321765977356?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2517920321765977356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2517920321765977356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2517920321765977356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2517920321765977356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/fireballet-two-too-1976.html' title='Fireballet - Two, Too... (1976)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R823LjfMCtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/VHQwcQG3avU/s72-c/fireballettwotoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1601918424550424281</id><published>2007-08-29T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:27.392-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prog rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Finch - Beyond Expression (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R822azfMCsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/V82yxm0Y46k/s1600-h/finch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R822azfMCsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/V82yxm0Y46k/s200/finch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173992118532442818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not often that I agree with an album's title, but really, what &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; you say about a monstrous disembodied heart that's spewing fire from its innards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least A.A. Allen didn't name this. He probably would've called it "The Healer of Heartburns."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1601918424550424281?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1601918424550424281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1601918424550424281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1601918424550424281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1601918424550424281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/finch-beyond-expression-1976.html' title='Finch - Beyond Expression (1976)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R822azfMCsI/AAAAAAAAAeE/V82yxm0Y46k/s72-c/finch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3273226108126026542</id><published>2007-08-28T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:27.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies and fetuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilets'/><title type='text'>Sebadoh - Bakesale (1994)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82x3zfMCrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LgMKBlRA3-Q/s1600-h/Sebadoh-Bakesale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82x3zfMCrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LgMKBlRA3-Q/s200/Sebadoh-Bakesale.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173987119190510258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really fault Mrs. Barlow for taking this photo of her one year old son. She probably had no idea that, years later, he'd decide to use this candid photo as the cover to one of his albums. If anything, this just proves a point about baby photos; if you thought they were embarassing stashed in an old photo album in your mother's house, they don't become any &lt;i&gt;less&lt;/i&gt; embarassing when you put them on the cover of a mass-produced album so that the whole world can see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3273226108126026542?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3273226108126026542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3273226108126026542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3273226108126026542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3273226108126026542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/sebadoh-bakesale-1994.html' title='Sebadoh - Bakesale (1994)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82x3zfMCrI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LgMKBlRA3-Q/s72-c/Sebadoh-Bakesale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2937225436752465289</id><published>2007-08-28T15:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:27.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Kenny Rodgers - Kenny Loves Jesus (1981)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82wzTfMCqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/krf5Eun8mW8/s1600-h/RodgersKenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82wzTfMCqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/krf5Eun8mW8/s200/RodgersKenny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173985942369471138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenny, Jesus said he only likes you as a &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt;! He's starting to get kind of worried that you might be obsessing over Him a tad too much! Now please take off that tuxedo. I don't think He's going to spontaneously decide to marry you after seeing how you carved up that tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.bizarrerecords.com"&gt;Bizarre Records&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2937225436752465289?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2937225436752465289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2937225436752465289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2937225436752465289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2937225436752465289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/kenny-rodgers-kenny-loves-jesus-1981.html' title='Kenny Rodgers - Kenny Loves Jesus (1981)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82wzTfMCqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/krf5Eun8mW8/s72-c/RodgersKenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6289960531627766680</id><published>2007-08-28T15:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:27.966-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilets'/><title type='text'>Fortran 5 - Avocado Suite (1995)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82wAjfMCpI/AAAAAAAAAds/Hy7pVx1DuN8/s1600-h/fortran5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82wAjfMCpI/AAAAAAAAAds/Hy7pVx1DuN8/s200/fortran5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173985070491110034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not content to merely show someone using the toilet, Fortran 5 decided to go that tasteful extra mile and provided us with a nude man taking a bath. What the album title has to do with &lt;i&gt;either&lt;/i&gt; of these things is something I'd rather not think about too hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6289960531627766680?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6289960531627766680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6289960531627766680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6289960531627766680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6289960531627766680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/fortran-5-avocado-suite-1995.html' title='Fortran 5 - Avocado Suite (1995)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82wAjfMCpI/AAAAAAAAAds/Hy7pVx1DuN8/s72-c/fortran5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2253334784480686157</id><published>2007-08-27T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:28.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Elvis Costello - Spike (1989)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82vQTfMCoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1Svwlfd-EMY/s1600-h/elviscostellospike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82vQTfMCoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1Svwlfd-EMY/s200/elviscostellospike.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173984241562421890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me what the hell is going on here? I love Elvis Costello dearly, but I'd really like to know where the hell Costello got the idea that what we'd love to see most on an album cover is his creepy, disembodied head mounted to a wall. I'm not even going to get into the clown makeup applied over his facial hair. Jesus, this is the stuff of nightmares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2253334784480686157?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2253334784480686157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2253334784480686157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2253334784480686157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2253334784480686157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/03/elvis-costello-spike-1989.html' title='Elvis Costello - Spike (1989)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82vQTfMCoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1Svwlfd-EMY/s72-c/elviscostellospike.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7009162414102378892</id><published>2007-08-27T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:28.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prog rock'/><title type='text'>Abbfinoosty - Out of Abbfinoosty Comes the Storm (1996)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82urjfMCnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mVpzx7AL3To/s1600-h/abbfinoosty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82urjfMCnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mVpzx7AL3To/s200/abbfinoosty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173983610202229362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouple hints for those wishing to look more menacing on their album cover(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It's difficult to look menacing when you use a butterfly-wing pattern as part of your album cover's background.&lt;br /&gt;2) It's nearly impossible to look menacing when you look like Tiny Tim's uglier kid brother.&lt;br /&gt;3) Though spooky lighting &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; make one look more menacing, be sure the lighting doesn't make your skin look like you're a pumpkin with jaundice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7009162414102378892?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7009162414102378892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7009162414102378892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7009162414102378892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7009162414102378892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/abbfinoosty-out-of-abbfinoosty-comes.html' title='Abbfinoosty - Out of Abbfinoosty Comes the Storm (1996)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82urjfMCnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/mVpzx7AL3To/s72-c/abbfinoosty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5479256126912330711</id><published>2007-08-27T15:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:28.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><title type='text'>Charles Roy Schroeder, Ph.D - Rope Jumping for Boys and Men (1974)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82uSzfMCmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BZ83mcDCkEs/s1600-h/SchroederRope2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82uSzfMCmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BZ83mcDCkEs/s200/SchroederRope2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173983185000467042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how the "artist" attempted to depict motion in his image, along with how badly they failed at it. The current image doesn't really depict motion as much as it depicts "having a seizure while attempting to draw someone jumping rope."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5479256126912330711?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5479256126912330711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5479256126912330711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5479256126912330711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5479256126912330711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/08/charles-roy-schroeder-phd-rope-jumping.html' title='Charles Roy Schroeder, Ph.D - Rope Jumping for Boys and Men (1974)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82uSzfMCmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BZ83mcDCkEs/s72-c/SchroederRope2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4640420122047176819</id><published>2007-06-14T15:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:28.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prog rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><title type='text'>Dream Theater - A Change of Seasons (1995)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82siTfMClI/AAAAAAAAAdM/sa2cpgqv3J8/s1600-h/changeofseasons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82siTfMClI/AAAAAAAAAdM/sa2cpgqv3J8/s200/changeofseasons.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173981252265183826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's not that I don't get the point behind this cover or anything (ha ha the little kid in swim trunks is playing in the snow as if it were sand), it's just that the execution seems kind of slipshod. If you're trying to depict a small child playing in the snow, why not take a photo of &lt;i&gt;a child playing in the god damned snow&lt;/i&gt; instead of taking a separate photo of the child, throwing him through a blue filter, then haphazardly photoshopping him onto a winter scene in as if we wouldn't notice. The same goes for the damned stupid bucket and scoop. I also like how for some reason the blue filter doesn't work on the &lt;i&gt;piercingly&lt;/i&gt; red rose. Jesus &lt;i&gt;Christ&lt;/i&gt;, Photoshop turned Storm Thorgerson into a lazy bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4640420122047176819?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4640420122047176819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4640420122047176819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4640420122047176819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4640420122047176819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/dream-theater-change-of-seasons-1995.html' title='Dream Theater - A Change of Seasons (1995)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82siTfMClI/AAAAAAAAAdM/sa2cpgqv3J8/s72-c/changeofseasons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4769972411472897299</id><published>2007-06-14T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:28.639-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Carl Preacher - Just Jesus and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82r-TfMCkI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zeFSNXi4ZNA/s1600-h/carlpreacher2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82r-TfMCkI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zeFSNXi4ZNA/s200/carlpreacher2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173980633789893186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sweet that Carl made a nest in his hair for Jesus to roost in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4769972411472897299?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4769972411472897299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4769972411472897299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4769972411472897299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4769972411472897299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/carl-preacher-just-jesus-and-me.html' title='Carl Preacher - Just Jesus and Me'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82r-TfMCkI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zeFSNXi4ZNA/s72-c/carlpreacher2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4092844701901598665</id><published>2007-06-14T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:28.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><title type='text'>Lords of Acid - The Crablouse (1994)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82rnzfMCjI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3A28PWmFj7Y/s1600-h/crablouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82rnzfMCjI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3A28PWmFj7Y/s200/crablouse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173980247242836530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought that a b-grade parody of a Calvin Klein ad would have to be better than their stupid &lt;a href="http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/03/lords-of-acid-pussy-1998.html"&gt;Pussy&lt;/a&gt; cover. Then again, on &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; cover you don't have to play fun games like "figure out where the hell is that arm coming from" or "see how long you can avoid eye contact with pubic hair."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4092844701901598665?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4092844701901598665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4092844701901598665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4092844701901598665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4092844701901598665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/lords-of-acid-crablouse-1994.html' title='Lords of Acid - The Crablouse (1994)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82rnzfMCjI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3A28PWmFj7Y/s72-c/crablouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5838281510180705783</id><published>2007-06-14T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:29.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cgi'/><title type='text'>Ted Nugent - Craveman (2002)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82qsTfMCiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7ZIr7UyABrY/s1600-h/Cravemancover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82qsTfMCiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7ZIr7UyABrY/s200/Cravemancover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173979225040620066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album cover was brought to you by five minutes with Photoshop's bevel tool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5838281510180705783?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5838281510180705783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5838281510180705783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5838281510180705783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5838281510180705783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/ted-nugent-craveman-2002.html' title='Ted Nugent - Craveman (2002)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82qsTfMCiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7ZIr7UyABrY/s72-c/Cravemancover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3990886161033721126</id><published>2007-06-11T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:29.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>Cannibal Corpse - Worm-Infested (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82pzDfMChI/AAAAAAAAAcs/abEtAYDSivA/s1600-h/cannibalcorpseworminfested.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82pzDfMChI/AAAAAAAAAcs/abEtAYDSivA/s200/cannibalcorpseworminfested.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173978241493109266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this might not really be the worst or most shocking album cover by Cannibal Corpse standards (mostly due to the lack of extreme amounts of gore), this one is still pretty damned bad in its own right. The gigantic amount of wormy tentacles trying to make their way into the girl's most special of places is already bad enough, but then there's the gigantic gaping maw of hell in the background that gives new meaning to the term "vagina dentata." Maybe this means I'm meant to psychoanalyze this, Freud style, to figure out just what the band's sexual hangups are that would result in them putting things like bloody raped corpses on most of their album covers, but most of me doesn't really want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3990886161033721126?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3990886161033721126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3990886161033721126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3990886161033721126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3990886161033721126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/cannibal-corpse-worm-infested-2003.html' title='Cannibal Corpse - Worm-Infested (2003)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82pzDfMChI/AAAAAAAAAcs/abEtAYDSivA/s72-c/cannibalcorpseworminfested.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3057230911270194143</id><published>2007-06-11T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:29.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>Cattle Decapitation - Human Jerky (1999)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82o0TfMCgI/AAAAAAAAAck/3w_l33rAzpw/s1600-h/cattledecapitationhumanjerky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82o0TfMCgI/AAAAAAAAAck/3w_l33rAzpw/s200/cattledecapitationhumanjerky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173977163456317954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're trying to be shocking with an album cover (and if you're a grindcore act, you're almost certainly trying to be shocking), it might help to use a little less contrast on your photo. It seriously took me about 10 minutes for me to figure out that what I was looking at wasn't an unidentifiable blur of red and black but was actually a decapitated cattle head (GEE, JUST LIKE THE BAND NAME). Boy was my face red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the members of this band are apparently vegetarians and place a huge emphasis on animal rights? After seeing this cover, they sure could've fooled me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3057230911270194143?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3057230911270194143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3057230911270194143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3057230911270194143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3057230911270194143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/cattle-decapitation-human-jerky-1999.html' title='Cattle Decapitation - Human Jerky (1999)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82o0TfMCgI/AAAAAAAAAck/3w_l33rAzpw/s72-c/cattledecapitationhumanjerky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5836197445809940119</id><published>2007-06-11T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:30.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>The Ministers Quartet - Let Me Touch Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82n9zfMCfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yHej8npaG4Q/s1600-h/letmetouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82n9zfMCfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yHej8npaG4Q/s200/letmetouch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173976227153447410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense, but I'd rather not let your guys' hands get within 50 feet of anybody. In fact, I get the sneaking suspicion that these four are responsible for the invention of the restraining order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5836197445809940119?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5836197445809940119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5836197445809940119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5836197445809940119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5836197445809940119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/ministers-quartet-let-me-touch-him.html' title='The Ministers Quartet - Let Me Touch Him'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R82n9zfMCfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yHej8npaG4Q/s72-c/letmetouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4115575637056282660</id><published>2007-06-11T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:30.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>A Day of Fun at the Circus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zyCQTdmXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BWnsUTVZesE/s1600-h/FunCircus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zyCQTdmXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BWnsUTVZesE/s200/FunCircus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173776192492116338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, my idea of fun at the circus is ALSO carpetbombing the circus along and the 10 mile radius surrounding it, dressing up like Emmett Kelly, and looking sad amongst the rubble and body parts. It's like the guys who made this album cover could READ MY MIND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4115575637056282660?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4115575637056282660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4115575637056282660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4115575637056282660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4115575637056282660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-of-fun-at-circus.html' title='A Day of Fun at the Circus'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zyCQTdmXI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BWnsUTVZesE/s72-c/FunCircus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-23239146190027247</id><published>2007-06-08T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:30.972-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Roger - The Many Facets of Roger (1981)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zxawTdmWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/w07h8Kf08Ss/s1600-h/roger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zxawTdmWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/w07h8Kf08Ss/s200/roger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173775513887283554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among Roger's many facets are his inability to dress himself in clothing that isn't both ridiculous and extremely ugly, his inability to get a decent haircut, and his shameless mugging for the department store camera that undoubtedly was used to create these shots in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-23239146190027247?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/23239146190027247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=23239146190027247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/23239146190027247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/23239146190027247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/roger-many-facets-of-roger-1981.html' title='Roger - The Many Facets of Roger (1981)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zxawTdmWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/w07h8Kf08Ss/s72-c/roger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7608158284845215724</id><published>2007-06-08T01:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:31.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crossdressing'/><title type='text'>Kevin Rowland - My Beauty (1999)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zw5QTdmVI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mIlhw4ROXq4/s1600-h/kevinrowlandmybeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zw5QTdmVI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mIlhw4ROXq4/s200/kevinrowlandmybeauty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173774938361665874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to ask me what my deepest, darkest nightmares looked like, I would have to say that this album cover comes fairly close to nailing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7608158284845215724?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7608158284845215724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7608158284845215724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7608158284845215724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7608158284845215724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/kevin-rowland-my-beauty-1999.html' title='Kevin Rowland - My Beauty (1999)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zw5QTdmVI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mIlhw4ROXq4/s72-c/kevinrowlandmybeauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8328865949323177693</id><published>2007-06-06T01:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:31.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>Kenny Loggins - Keep the Fire (1979)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zvvATdmUI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jylh_rWUz-I/s1600-h/kennylogginsjesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zvvATdmUI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jylh_rWUz-I/s200/kennylogginsjesus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173773662756378946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, not only did the second coming already happen, it appears that everyone's favorite soft-rock movie soundtrack mainstay Kenny Loggins was the chosen one. Now I suddenly don't feel as bad for making fun of all of those Christian album covers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8328865949323177693?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8328865949323177693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8328865949323177693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8328865949323177693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8328865949323177693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/kenny-loggins-keep-fire-1979.html' title='Kenny Loggins - Keep the Fire (1979)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zvvATdmUI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jylh_rWUz-I/s72-c/kennylogginsjesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-725285844477052831</id><published>2007-06-03T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:31.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Main Source - Breaking Atoms (1991)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zvMATdmTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uAJDV_VoVOc/s1600-h/breakingatoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zvMATdmTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uAJDV_VoVOc/s200/breakingatoms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173773061460957490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you see, when you split open atoms by placing them inside this blue sea-shelly thing, delicious jawbreakers fly out! Ha! And they said that nuclear fission was dangerous!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-725285844477052831?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/725285844477052831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=725285844477052831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/725285844477052831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/725285844477052831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/main-source-breaking-atoms-1991.html' title='Main Source - Breaking Atoms (1991)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zvMATdmTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uAJDV_VoVOc/s72-c/breakingatoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1851480571557548957</id><published>2007-06-03T01:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:31.769-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>Devourment - Molesting the Decapitated (1999)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zurgTdmSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FbUfC4Fi9vk/s1600-h/devourmentmolestingthedecapitated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zurgTdmSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FbUfC4Fi9vk/s200/devourmentmolestingthedecapitated.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173772503115208994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's a decapitated corpse alright. One that happens to be naked. You have to give the band a few points for making their album's title fairly accurate, and double bonus points for not having the nude corpse be female since I get pretty damned tired of misogyny on metal album covers. Of course, in the end we're still left with a naked, headless corpse, and it doesn't take much thought to realize that this isn't a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1851480571557548957?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1851480571557548957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1851480571557548957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1851480571557548957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1851480571557548957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/devourment-molesting-decapitated-1999.html' title='Devourment - Molesting the Decapitated (1999)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zurgTdmSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FbUfC4Fi9vk/s72-c/devourmentmolestingthedecapitated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7998430214612083042</id><published>2007-06-03T01:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:31.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><title type='text'>The Friends - Songs that Mom and Dad Taught Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8ztoATdmRI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9OG2hLVyZn8/s1600-h/Friends2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8ztoATdmRI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9OG2hLVyZn8/s200/Friends2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173771343474039058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad sure taught us a lot, you know. They were so important to us as a band, in fact, that once they died, well, I couldn't bear to see them buried. Instead I took them to the local taxidermist. He was a bit hesitant at first, but after I convinced him of how important they were to me, he went through with the procedure and gave them to me. Now they can sit on their favorite chairs, forever. I even took a photo of it for the album cover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7998430214612083042?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7998430214612083042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7998430214612083042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7998430214612083042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7998430214612083042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/friends-songs-that-mom-and-dad-taught.html' title='The Friends - Songs that Mom and Dad Taught Us'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8ztoATdmRI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9OG2hLVyZn8/s72-c/Friends2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8889606971235264270</id><published>2007-06-02T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:32.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Bruce Haack - The Electronic Record for Children (1969)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zs-wTdmQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/YK_WyfXR68A/s1600-h/brucehaack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zs-wTdmQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/YK_WyfXR68A/s200/brucehaack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173770634804435202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cover explains why hippies shouldn't have been allowed to make their own album covers. Sketchy, art-school dropout drawing style? Inexplicably naked children and naked adults? More hair than a wig factory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that he drew so many lightning bolts. Without those, I wouldn't have had a &lt;i&gt;fucking clue&lt;/i&gt; that the album apparently contains electronic music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8889606971235264270?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8889606971235264270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8889606971235264270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8889606971235264270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8889606971235264270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/bruce-haack-electronic-record-for.html' title='Bruce Haack - The Electronic Record for Children (1969)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zs-wTdmQI/AAAAAAAAAbc/YK_WyfXR68A/s72-c/brucehaack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3481281727709372386</id><published>2007-06-02T01:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:32.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Violet Cohn - More from Violet Cohn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zsZATdmPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/SKr6S6AbVck/s1600-h/Cohn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zsZATdmPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/SKr6S6AbVck/s200/Cohn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173769986264373490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how to read Violet's facial expression here. Either she's been constipated for days and is waiting for her prunes to kick in, or she's completely forgotten that she was supposed to have a photo taken for her album cover and is wondering who in the hell these strange people with cameras are that came into her house and scared her cats. I'm thinking it might be the latter since she apparently took the time to pick out the dress that acted as the best camoflage against her floral print wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as the watermark states, this image also comes courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.bizarrerecords.com"&gt;Bizarre Records&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3481281727709372386?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3481281727709372386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3481281727709372386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3481281727709372386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3481281727709372386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/06/violet-cohn-more-from-violet-cohn.html' title='Violet Cohn - More from Violet Cohn'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zsZATdmPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/SKr6S6AbVck/s72-c/Cohn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2603238557037852681</id><published>2007-06-02T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:32.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Christian Crusaders - Christian Crusaders with Al Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zrkATdmOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zgdXvyj1Uyw/s1600-h/christiancrusaders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zrkATdmOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zgdXvyj1Uyw/s200/christiancrusaders.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173769075731306722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given superpowers by the divine love of Jesus Christ, the Christian Crusaders are a crack team of superheroes designed to spread His love across the land! They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Rotund Reverend&lt;/b&gt;: He loves Jesus almost as much as he loves food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miss Anorexia&lt;/b&gt;: She may be wiry, but she has nerves of steel hardened by her faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Midget&lt;/b&gt;: A pint-sized soldier in His army, he's still no slouch when it comes to fighting in His name!&lt;br /&gt;Featuring special guest star &lt;b&gt;Emperor Palpatine&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2603238557037852681?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2603238557037852681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2603238557037852681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2603238557037852681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2603238557037852681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/03/christian-crusaders-christian-crusaders.html' title='Christian Crusaders - Christian Crusaders with Al Davis'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zrkATdmOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zgdXvyj1Uyw/s72-c/christiancrusaders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2245414184082997242</id><published>2007-05-30T01:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:32.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>Scorpions - Virgin Killer (original cover) (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zpeQTdmNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Q05z0zxRxbc/s1600-h/virginkiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zpeQTdmNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Q05z0zxRxbc/s200/virginkiller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173766777923803346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cover stands head and shoulders above any I've ever seen. It's in such bad taste as to render the cover difficult to even look at. It plays off of societal taboos in a way that's crass and exploitative in the worst possible sense. &lt;i&gt;It features a naked preteen posing suggestively with a broken glass starburst over her genitals&lt;/i&gt;. My friends, this is Virgin Killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does an album cover like this come about? Apparently, the band's record label asked for a shocking cover, and they sure as hell got one. They got one so bad that even the band themselves started to have second thoughts about what they had done. The fact that the cover got pulled and replaced with a generic group photo of the band suggests that the record label figured that out perhaps just a tad too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So congratulations to you, Scorpions. You somehow managed to make &lt;i&gt;the worst album cover ever&lt;/i&gt;. I hope you're proud of yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2245414184082997242?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2245414184082997242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2245414184082997242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2245414184082997242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2245414184082997242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/scorpions-virgin-killer-original-cover.html' title='Scorpions - Virgin Killer (original cover) (1976)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zpeQTdmNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Q05z0zxRxbc/s72-c/virginkiller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7885714497902316157</id><published>2007-05-30T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:33.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><title type='text'>Bay City Rollers - Rock 'n' Roll Love Letter (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zpHgTdmMI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TTmj7pub5DQ/s1600-h/baycity2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zpHgTdmMI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TTmj7pub5DQ/s200/baycity2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173766387081779394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring quite possibly the ugliest group of teen heartthrobs ever. Not only do I resent their horrible faces, I also resent that they attempted to do the 80s feathered hair look about four years before the 80s actually began. Their outfits, of course, are too horrible to even mention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7885714497902316157?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7885714497902316157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7885714497902316157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7885714497902316157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7885714497902316157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/bay-city-rollers-rock-n-roll-love.html' title='Bay City Rollers - Rock &apos;n&apos; Roll Love Letter (1976)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zpHgTdmMI/AAAAAAAAAa8/TTmj7pub5DQ/s72-c/baycity2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6430904065631619428</id><published>2007-05-30T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:33.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies and fetuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prog rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Birth Control - Operation (1971)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zoowTdmLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xRRVOnKWC2A/s1600-h/birthcontroloperation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zoowTdmLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xRRVOnKWC2A/s200/birthcontroloperation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173765858800801970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tying in with the &lt;a href="http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/birth-control-believe-in-pill-1972.html"&gt;previous album cover of theirs&lt;/a&gt; that I've covered, if you don't use birth control, apparently a giant grasshopper will, uh, eat a bunch of babies for some poorly-defined reason. I'm not sure if this is a step up from a dayglo fetus in a dumpster yet or not, but at least you can give these guys credit for sticking to a theme. Even when it feels like their theme was inspired by taking a shitload of drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6430904065631619428?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6430904065631619428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6430904065631619428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6430904065631619428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6430904065631619428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/birth-control-operation-1971.html' title='Birth Control - Operation (1971)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zoowTdmLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xRRVOnKWC2A/s72-c/birthcontroloperation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6607454397743184153</id><published>2007-05-30T01:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:33.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racist'/><title type='text'>Anna Russell - In Darkest Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8znIwTdmKI/AAAAAAAAAas/OZD_y51N3fg/s1600-h/annarussell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8znIwTdmKI/AAAAAAAAAas/OZD_y51N3fg/s200/annarussell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173764209533360290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how she goes for the old-school colonialist approach to how those horrible African savages would treat such an upstanding, white British woman such as herself, then completely half-asses it by making them wear those bizarre tartan skirts. I mean jesus, if you're going to be stereotypical, at least get your fucking stereotypes right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6607454397743184153?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6607454397743184153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6607454397743184153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6607454397743184153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6607454397743184153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/anna-russell-in-darkest-africa.html' title='Anna Russell - In Darkest Africa'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8znIwTdmKI/AAAAAAAAAas/OZD_y51N3fg/s72-c/annarussell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-2827644299693095990</id><published>2007-05-27T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:33.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>The Reverend Gusta Booker - The Day Death Died!!! (1983)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zmLwTdmJI/AAAAAAAAAak/LtPPXh7G99Y/s1600-h/BookerDeathdied3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zmLwTdmJI/AAAAAAAAAak/LtPPXh7G99Y/s200/BookerDeathdied3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173763161561340050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never use too many exclamation points!!! This goes double if you're making profoundly nonsensical statements!!! They lend your album's title that touch of class and elegance that it needs to make people want to listen to it!!! It's great!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-2827644299693095990?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/2827644299693095990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=2827644299693095990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2827644299693095990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/2827644299693095990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/reverend-gusta-booker-day-death-died.html' title='The Reverend Gusta Booker - The Day Death Died!!! (1983)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zmLwTdmJI/AAAAAAAAAak/LtPPXh7G99Y/s72-c/BookerDeathdied3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-9139589861359341019</id><published>2007-05-27T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:33.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Jim Post - I Love My Life (1978)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zlogTdmII/AAAAAAAAAac/bRzcKWMs-VQ/s1600-h/jimpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zlogTdmII/AAAAAAAAAac/bRzcKWMs-VQ/s200/jimpost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173762555970951298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, Jim, something about that thousand-yard stare and sour look on your face make me think you're deluding yourself. You want to come across as being sexy, I'm sure, but you can't bring yourself to go that extra mile, can you Jim? You simply can't reconcile your desires with what you already know about your sad, horrible little life, can you? Let's face it, Jim; you don't love anything. You just want to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-9139589861359341019?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/9139589861359341019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=9139589861359341019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9139589861359341019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9139589861359341019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/jim-post-i-love-my-life-1978.html' title='Jim Post - I Love My Life (1978)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zlogTdmII/AAAAAAAAAac/bRzcKWMs-VQ/s72-c/jimpost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5518403658671223780</id><published>2007-05-26T00:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:33.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><title type='text'>Don &amp; Seymour - Don &amp; Seymour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zk3ATdmHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3FmwUAoB4Zo/s1600-h/Donandseym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zk3ATdmHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3FmwUAoB4Zo/s200/Donandseym.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173761705567426674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look of rage on Don's face in this image is pretty stunning. "So I'm playing guitar with a sock puppet. YOU GOT A FUCKIN' PROBLEM WITH THAT, ASSHOLE?!" Given Seymour's typically jolly appearance (being a puppet and all), what's coming to mind is a very surreal, musical version of good cop, bad cop, where Seymour happily serenades you and cracks jokes and Don angrily cracks the guitar over your head and dumps your body in a drainage ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As the watermark mentions, this is an image from &lt;a href="http://www.bizarrerecords.com/"&gt;Bizarre Records&lt;/a&gt;, a bunch of guys who've been doing this way longer than I have, and even partially inspired me to start this.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5518403658671223780?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5518403658671223780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5518403658671223780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5518403658671223780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5518403658671223780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/don-seymour-don-seymour.html' title='Don &amp; Seymour - Don &amp; Seymour'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zk3ATdmHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3FmwUAoB4Zo/s72-c/Donandseym.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6455075117471467285</id><published>2007-05-26T00:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:34.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Ray Thornley - Ray Thornley Entertains, Vol. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zkGQTdmGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/3-4caPtuwJ0/s1600-h/entertains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zkGQTdmGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/3-4caPtuwJ0/s200/entertains.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173760868048803938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supposedly entertaining others, Ray looks extremely non-plussed. His slight sneer and uncomfortable body language suggest that he really doesn't give a rat's ass about any of the people he's entertaining, and to be quite frank he probably hates what he does from an aesthetic standpoint. Given the bizarre electronics on his organ, it's entirely possible that he doesn't even play the organ himself, choosing instead to merely program the machine to do his bidding, causing the sham that is his pathetic existence to be revealed even further. But hey, recommendations from The Organist don't come every day, so I suppose you have to do what you have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6455075117471467285?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6455075117471467285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6455075117471467285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6455075117471467285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6455075117471467285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/ray-thornley-ray-thornley-entertains.html' title='Ray Thornley - Ray Thornley Entertains, Vol. 1'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zkGQTdmGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/3-4caPtuwJ0/s72-c/entertains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8606468257414127545</id><published>2007-05-25T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:34.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Tony Tee - Time to Get Physical (1988)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zjNQTdmFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1FL9REe7EKQ/s1600-h/tonytee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zjNQTdmFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1FL9REe7EKQ/s200/tonytee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173759888796260434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what's more pathetic here; the fact that Tony clearly needs the two huge guys to hold up his barbell for him (which isn't even that heavy by the looks of it) or the fact that the woman in the weird spandex/technicolor diaper arrangement looks like she's about to kick Tony's ass.If rap is a game designed to make its participants seem as masculine as possible, Tony has lost. Big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8606468257414127545?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8606468257414127545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8606468257414127545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8606468257414127545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8606468257414127545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/tony-tee-time-to-get-physical-1988.html' title='Tony Tee - Time to Get Physical (1988)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zjNQTdmFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1FL9REe7EKQ/s72-c/tonytee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4928953542117931982</id><published>2007-05-25T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:34.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Mylon LeFevre - Weak at the Knees (1977)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8ziMQTdmEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pZB3_Y358-E/s1600-h/mylonlefevre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8ziMQTdmEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pZB3_Y358-E/s200/mylonlefevre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173758772104763458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the term "fashion disaster" doesn't seem nearly damning enough in this instance. This guy's outfit is so outrageously bad that it seems like it needs a new term to describe it. Maybe we should start calling extreme cases like this one "fashion holocausts." It's impossible to get too hyperbolic with &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; outfit, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4928953542117931982?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4928953542117931982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4928953542117931982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4928953542117931982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4928953542117931982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/mylon-lefevre-weak-at-knees-1977.html' title='Mylon LeFevre - Weak at the Knees (1977)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8ziMQTdmEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/pZB3_Y358-E/s72-c/mylonlefevre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-9127469106772852831</id><published>2007-05-24T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:35.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not work safe'/><title type='text'>XXX Maniak - Harvesting the Cunt Nectar (2004)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zhrgTdmDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/QA4b-BOuHgA/s1600-h/xxxmaniakjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zhrgTdmDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/QA4b-BOuHgA/s200/xxxmaniakjpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173758209464047666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I don't usually expect much from grindcore and its variants when it comes to album covers. They're gory, stupid, and attempt to shock the viewer with whatever means necessary. This, however, seems pretty low even for the genre. I mean, come on, gouging out a woman's vaginal area with a shovel? The random sexual organs just scattered around in the frame for who-knows-what reason? Even the name feels kind of forced in its "outrageousness." And metal fans wonder why they're often considered socially-maladjusted deviants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-9127469106772852831?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/9127469106772852831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=9127469106772852831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9127469106772852831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/9127469106772852831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/xxx-maniak-harvesting-cunt-nectar-2004.html' title='XXX Maniak - Harvesting the Cunt Nectar (2004)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zhrgTdmDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/QA4b-BOuHgA/s72-c/xxxmaniakjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7930644146320891725</id><published>2007-05-23T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:35.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>The Sportsmen Quartet - Barbershop Ballads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zg8ATdmCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hbSFizBCUjM/s1600-h/barbershop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zg8ATdmCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hbSFizBCUjM/s200/barbershop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173757393420261410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they're so world-famous, why can't they grow their own moustaches? I mean come on, those things are faker than a stripper's chest. Then again, I'm not sure that the guy in the blue sweater has even hit puberty, so it could be a conscious decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how the guy in the back isn't even attempting to sing, he's just mugging for the camera for all he's worth. It's as if he knows his 15 minutes of fame are almost up, so he might as well get the most bang for his buck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, is it just me or does the woman in the barber's chair look suspiciously like "Tina" from the &lt;a href="http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/billy-devroe-broad-minded.html"&gt;Broad Minded&lt;/a&gt; cover? Were attractive women in such short supply in the late 50s that they had to be shared across album covers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7930644146320891725?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7930644146320891725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7930644146320891725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7930644146320891725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7930644146320891725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/sportsmen-quartet-barbershop-ballads.html' title='The Sportsmen Quartet - Barbershop Ballads'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zg8ATdmCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hbSFizBCUjM/s72-c/barbershop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3554330145289548925</id><published>2007-05-23T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:35.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>Tom Jones - a-Tom-ic Jones (1966)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zgTwTdmBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wE_V-vPGJkQ/s1600-h/atomicjones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zgTwTdmBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wE_V-vPGJkQ/s200/atomicjones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173756701930526738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;a href="http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/soulja-slim-give-it-2-em-raw-1998.html"&gt;Soulja Slim&lt;/a&gt; was implying that he was about to go World War III on our asses in the name of givin' it to us raw, Tom Jones is implying that he can start a nuclear holocaust just by letting loose with his wonderfully rich Welsh baritone &lt;i&gt;if he so chooses&lt;/i&gt;. The album cover arms race has begun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3554330145289548925?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3554330145289548925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3554330145289548925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3554330145289548925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3554330145289548925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/tom-jones-tom-ic-jones-1966.html' title='Tom Jones - a-Tom-ic Jones (1966)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zgTwTdmBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wE_V-vPGJkQ/s72-c/atomicjones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7298972143049375510</id><published>2007-05-23T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:35.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Buffalo - Only Want You for Your Body (1974)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zfggTdmAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/XexhpCHCDB8/s1600-h/buffalo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zfggTdmAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/XexhpCHCDB8/s200/buffalo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173755821462231042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm pretty sure the album title/cover combo are meant to work as a joke, this still leaves me with a photo of a very pasty white fat... um, &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; all suited up for some S&amp;M action in a dungeon somewhere. Maybe I'm a bit too square, but I don't find this to be very effective album cover material. I mean, at least make it so I can figure out the gender of whatever it is that's being tied up next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7298972143049375510?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7298972143049375510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7298972143049375510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7298972143049375510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7298972143049375510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/buffalo-only-want-you-for-your-body.html' title='Buffalo - Only Want You for Your Body (1974)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zfggTdmAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/XexhpCHCDB8/s72-c/buffalo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5604509405021422639</id><published>2007-05-22T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:35.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><title type='text'>David and Rhonda Bean - Somethins Happened to Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zezwTdl_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ZGfm6pf6bqg/s1600-h/davidandrhondabean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zezwTdl_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ZGfm6pf6bqg/s200/davidandrhondabean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173755052663085042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happened to daddy, Rhonda, is that he bought a cheap suit that's somehow made him think that he's wealthier than he actually is, if we can believe the unbelievably awful song title advertised here. He also may be suffering from bee sting allergies given the puffiness of his face. I'd also rather not speculate about why the microphone you happen to be holding looks vaguely like a vibrator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5604509405021422639?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5604509405021422639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5604509405021422639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5604509405021422639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5604509405021422639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/david-and-rhonda-bean-somethins.html' title='David and Rhonda Bean - Somethins Happened to Daddy'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zezwTdl_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ZGfm6pf6bqg/s72-c/davidandrhondabean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7054130182051844880</id><published>2007-05-22T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><title type='text'>The Cure - The Cure (2004)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zeGgTdl-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gOKYhakWN-c/s1600-h/thecure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zeGgTdl-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gOKYhakWN-c/s200/thecure.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173754275274004450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when the best artwork you can produce for your album is something that your 5 year old drew, you might want to reconsider things a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7054130182051844880?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7054130182051844880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7054130182051844880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7054130182051844880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7054130182051844880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/03/cure-cure-2004.html' title='The Cure - The Cure (2004)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zeGgTdl-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/gOKYhakWN-c/s72-c/thecure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-8545586832616533870</id><published>2007-05-21T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><title type='text'>Billy Devroe - Broad Minded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zdQgTdl9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/jJe0dULskvc/s1600-h/broadminded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zdQgTdl9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/jJe0dULskvc/s200/broadminded.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173753347561068498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible thoughts going through Billy Devroe's head on this album cover:&lt;br /&gt;1) "Man, don't tell me that ditzy dame Tina's going to try to scare me by sneaking up on me again. When's she going to learn that it never works?"&lt;br /&gt;2) "Aw fuck, I killed another one. I really hope the judge lets me off light this time."&lt;br /&gt;3) "Man, all of these girls and I'm not attracted to a single one. I really oughta come out of the closet."&lt;br /&gt;4) No thoughts are actually going through his head. This is just how he looks whenever he drinks himself into a stupor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-8545586832616533870?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/8545586832616533870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=8545586832616533870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8545586832616533870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/8545586832616533870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/billy-devroe-broad-minded.html' title='Billy Devroe - Broad Minded'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zdQgTdl9I/AAAAAAAAAZE/jJe0dULskvc/s72-c/broadminded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6128727697905053732</id><published>2007-05-21T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><title type='text'>Leo Sayer - Endless Flight (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zcygTdl8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/g6azvG8IfvM/s1600-h/endlessflight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zcygTdl8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/g6azvG8IfvM/s200/endlessflight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173752832164992962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I could remake this album cover with Richard Simmons and a trebuchet and get the added bonus of being able to actually see the impact at the end. With Leo Sayer, I can only pretend, and that's not nearly as entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6128727697905053732?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6128727697905053732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6128727697905053732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6128727697905053732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6128727697905053732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/leo-sayer-endless-flight-1976.html' title='Leo Sayer - Endless Flight (1976)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zcygTdl8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/g6azvG8IfvM/s72-c/endlessflight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5715081034612096896</id><published>2007-05-21T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><title type='text'>Limp Bizkit - Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water (2000)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zcRgTdl7I/AAAAAAAAAY0/fdCK447A7pY/s1600-h/chocolatestarfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zcRgTdl7I/AAAAAAAAAY0/fdCK447A7pY/s200/chocolatestarfish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173752265229309874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, complaining about Limp Bizkit being stupid and juvenile is kind of like complaining about dogs barking and licking themselves. Hell, making fun of Fred Durst is kind of like making fun of developmentally disabled kids in that it's entirely too easy and almost meanspirited. However, given that most kids in a special ed class would probably know better than to release an album cover based around such a horribly juvenile phrase and somehow Fred Durst DIDN'T, well, I think that deserves some mention after all. Good old Fred. May you one day be able to handle the horrors of the third grade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5715081034612096896?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5715081034612096896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5715081034612096896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5715081034612096896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5715081034612096896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2008/03/limp-bizkit-chocolate-starfish-and-hot.html' title='Limp Bizkit - Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water (2000)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zcRgTdl7I/AAAAAAAAAY0/fdCK447A7pY/s72-c/chocolatestarfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1026089263351446942</id><published>2007-05-18T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poor drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german'/><title type='text'>Adrian - One Step into the Uncertain (1989)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zbOQTdl6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/JckFqcinKyM/s1600-h/adrian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zbOQTdl6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/JckFqcinKyM/s200/adrian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173751109883107234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this one, you can tell that the artist completely blew their artistic load on the whatever-it-is that's assailing my favorite norse rock god Val Hallen, then completely forgot about drawing, well, anything else at all. I can hear the excuses now: "Well, uh, the battle is taking place on a distant world enshrouded by blue fog... and no, those aren't deformed marshmallows, they're eggs. Seriously."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goofy pose is also great. It makes it look like Val has something really great in his hands and the monster is trying desperately to look over his shoulder and see what it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1026089263351446942?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1026089263351446942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1026089263351446942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1026089263351446942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1026089263351446942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/adrian-one-step-into-uncertain-1989.html' title='Adrian - One Step into the Uncertain (1989)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zbOQTdl6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/JckFqcinKyM/s72-c/adrian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5610000757006662243</id><published>2007-05-18T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:37.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad taste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><title type='text'>Circle Jerks - Golden Shower of Hits (1983)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zahQTdl5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/B4HQklz6JIw/s1600-h/circlejerks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zahQTdl5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/B4HQklz6JIw/s200/circlejerks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173750336788993938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing more tiring than having a joke beat over your head, it's having the joke beat over your head when it isn't even that funny to begin with. Oh ha ha, the gold records are in the urinal due to their similarity in color to urine which is playing off the album title. Plus they're being pissed on to double up the album title hilarity! Oh what a laugh! I could just die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5610000757006662243?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5610000757006662243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5610000757006662243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5610000757006662243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5610000757006662243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/circle-jerks-golden-shower-of-hits-1983.html' title='Circle Jerks - Golden Shower of Hits (1983)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zahQTdl5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/B4HQklz6JIw/s72-c/circlejerks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-1372544713201581687</id><published>2007-05-18T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:37.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Mario Rossi - Prokofiev's Peter and the Wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zaOgTdl4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/HfgcqJKBxJU/s1600-h/peterandthewolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zaOgTdl4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/HfgcqJKBxJU/s200/peterandthewolf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173750014666446722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite recall the portion of Peter and the Wolf where a middle-aged soccer mom in a frumpy black dress shoots the wolf, has it stuffed, then attempts the world's most inept suicide by shooting. Must've missed that part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-1372544713201581687?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/1372544713201581687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=1372544713201581687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1372544713201581687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/1372544713201581687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/mario-rossi-prokofievs-peter-and-wolf.html' title='Mario Rossi - Prokofiev&apos;s Peter and the Wolf'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zaOgTdl4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/HfgcqJKBxJU/s72-c/peterandthewolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6919104425663198316</id><published>2007-05-18T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:37.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>The Murk Family - Love for All Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zZSwTdl3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/l4T-bkHCssQ/s1600-h/murkfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zZSwTdl3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/l4T-bkHCssQ/s200/murkfam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173748988169262962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had a shitload of floral print fabric on hand and, god damn it, she was going to use it all! I think even the dad's shirt is made out of the stuff. I guess it could've been worse and she could've similarly dressed up the brother (though she might've anyway since I can't get a good look on that shirt of his), horse, and dog, but I think she finally figured out that there's more important things to do after a nuclear holocaust has hit than making sure everybody's clothes match.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6919104425663198316?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6919104425663198316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6919104425663198316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6919104425663198316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6919104425663198316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/murk-family-love-for-all-seasons.html' title='The Murk Family - Love for All Seasons'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zZSwTdl3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/l4T-bkHCssQ/s72-c/murkfam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7194112599575577123</id><published>2007-05-18T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:38.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><title type='text'>Elliot Lawrence - Music for Trapping (Tender, That Is)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zY1ATdl2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/S3GnYb3CGJU/s1600-h/musicfortrapping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zY1ATdl2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/S3GnYb3CGJU/s200/musicfortrapping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173748477068154722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think I'd have that sort of expression on my face too if I discovered that the guy I was dating was a PSYCHOTIC SERIAL KILLER HELL-BENT ON BEHEADING ME AND STICKING ME ON THE WALL LIKE SOME SICK TROPHY. I bet if you look in his closet he already has most of his woman-skin suit ready too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7194112599575577123?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7194112599575577123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7194112599575577123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7194112599575577123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7194112599575577123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/elliot-lawrence-music-for-trapping.html' title='Elliot Lawrence - Music for Trapping (Tender, That Is)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zY1ATdl2I/AAAAAAAAAYM/S3GnYb3CGJU/s72-c/musicfortrapping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-5290792962049299575</id><published>2007-05-16T23:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:39.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>Jerry Falwell - Where Are the Dead?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zTcATdl1I/AAAAAAAAAYE/9P1oMEJGizI/s1600-h/wheredead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zTcATdl1I/AAAAAAAAAYE/9P1oMEJGizI/s200/wheredead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173742550013286226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless the question in the title is rhetorical, this has to be one of the stupidest fucking album covers I've ever seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-5290792962049299575?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/5290792962049299575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=5290792962049299575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5290792962049299575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/5290792962049299575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/jerry-falwell-where-are-dead.html' title='Jerry Falwell - Where Are the Dead?'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zTcATdl1I/AAAAAAAAAYE/9P1oMEJGizI/s72-c/wheredead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7431900030612946734</id><published>2007-05-15T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:39.147-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck'/><title type='text'>Aaron Carter - Crazy Little Party Girl (1998)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zPXQTdl0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/2LavM2N-8Nc/s1600-h/crazylittlepartygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zPXQTdl0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/2LavM2N-8Nc/s200/crazylittlepartygirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173738070362396482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underaged crotch shot that absolutely nobody needed to see. It gives me a sneaking suspicion that Aaron Carter actually isn't being marketed to preteen girls at all but rather NAMBLA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7431900030612946734?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7431900030612946734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7431900030612946734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7431900030612946734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7431900030612946734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/aaron-carter-crazy-little-party-girl.html' title='Aaron Carter - Crazy Little Party Girl (1998)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zPXQTdl0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/2LavM2N-8Nc/s72-c/crazylittlepartygirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-4975605292052434688</id><published>2007-05-15T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:39.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><title type='text'>The Gospel Tidings - Get Away Satan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zN5QTdlzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/p9SukNFUXdo/s1600-h/getawaysatan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zN5QTdlzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/p9SukNFUXdo/s200/getawaysatan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173736455454693170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are so collectively ugly that I'm sure Satan wouldn't want anything to do with them in the first place. "Send these guys to hell? Are you nuts? These people think avocado green actually looks good on them! They're too stupid to be evil! And stop bothering me about tempting the McKeithens. They ain't cutting it either."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-4975605292052434688?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/4975605292052434688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=4975605292052434688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4975605292052434688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/4975605292052434688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/gospel-tidings-get-away-satan.html' title='The Gospel Tidings - Get Away Satan'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zN5QTdlzI/AAAAAAAAAX0/p9SukNFUXdo/s72-c/getawaysatan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-3149610962139157759</id><published>2007-05-12T23:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:39.860-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'>Barry Louis Polisar - I Eat Kids and Other Songs for Rebellious Children (1975)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zKcQTdlyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mPKC90J9MYQ/s1600-h/ieatkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zKcQTdlyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mPKC90J9MYQ/s200/ieatkids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173732658703603490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't get much better than the look of abject terror on the kids' face. It's as if someone just told the kid what the name of the album was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-3149610962139157759?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/3149610962139157759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=3149610962139157759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3149610962139157759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/3149610962139157759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/barry-louis-polisar-i-eat-kids-and.html' title='Barry Louis Polisar - I Eat Kids and Other Songs for Rebellious Children (1975)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zKcQTdlyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mPKC90J9MYQ/s72-c/ieatkids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6461230031149773975</id><published>2007-05-12T22:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:40.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><title type='text'>The McKeithens - The McKiethen's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zFwATdlxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IIhGTOM7P8o/s1600-h/mckeithen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zFwATdlxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IIhGTOM7P8o/s200/mckeithen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173727500447880978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the McKeithens as a whole are an ugly, ugly family and I could describe the flaws of each for possibly two or three pages, what concerns me most is the mother's hair. It looks terrifyingly unreal, almost as if some space alien replaced her hair with an egg sac and in a few minutes a bunch of space parasites are going to burst from it and latch themselves onto her extremely mannish daughter, or maybe the grinning idiot in the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6461230031149773975?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6461230031149773975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6461230031149773975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6461230031149773975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6461230031149773975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/mckeithens-mckiethens.html' title='The McKeithens - The McKiethen&apos;s'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zFwATdlxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IIhGTOM7P8o/s72-c/mckeithen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-7020557096232358302</id><published>2007-05-11T22:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:40.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad portraits'/><title type='text'>Dr. Alimantado - Best Dressed Chicken in Town (1978)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zAVQTdlwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eVTjcvSpmGw/s1600-h/chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zAVQTdlwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eVTjcvSpmGw/s200/chicken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173721543328241410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody needs to tell this chicken that it's generally a good idea to check if your fly is zipped before posing for an album cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-7020557096232358302?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/7020557096232358302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=7020557096232358302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7020557096232358302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/7020557096232358302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/dr-alimantado-best-dressed-chicken-in.html' title='Dr. Alimantado - Best Dressed Chicken in Town (1978)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8zAVQTdlwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eVTjcvSpmGw/s72-c/chicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580431883663625394.post-6167933187553680809</id><published>2007-05-11T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:40.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><title type='text'>Dean Martin - Happiness is Dean Martin (1962)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8y_5gTdlvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CJGEoDxN4mc/s1600-h/dmartin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8y_5gTdlvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CJGEoDxN4mc/s200/dmartin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173721066586871538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUUUGGGH GET IT AWAY FROM ME IT'S STARING INTO MY SOUL IT WANTS TO EAT ME ALIVE HEEELLLPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually what really makes this cover is Dean's bemused expression. "Huh, would you look at that. This doll just started puking up pea soup all over the place and calling my mother a whore. I must be having a really bad case of the DTs again."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7580431883663625394-6167933187553680809?l=badalbumart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/feeds/6167933187553680809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7580431883663625394&amp;postID=6167933187553680809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6167933187553680809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7580431883663625394/posts/default/6167933187553680809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badalbumart.blogspot.com/2007/05/dean-martin-happiness-is-dean-martin.html' title='Dean Martin - Happiness is Dean Martin (1962)'/><author><name>T.S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06978738322309770255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TPUi1CdFYAw/R8y_5gTdlvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CJGEoDxN4mc/s72-c/dmartin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
