Monthly Archives: June 2013
This is a tough one. Some LP covers are designed so beautifully that it doesn’t even matter what’s on the record. Most though carry the weight of personal experience and love of the music that’s on the vinyl (or CD). It’s hard (for me, anyway) to appreciate the cover of say, Super Tramps’ Breakfast in America when the music inside is such utter bullshit. Or conversely, Nirvanas’ Nevermind – a great album, but I find the cover absolutely awful – iconic indeed, but to my eye poorly designed. So take this for what it is, opinion laced with a designers eye and a bit of snobbery. I know everyone will have an opinion – “where’s all the Led Zeppelin LP’s” (there is one on the list) and “why in the world would you include the first Killing Joke LP”. I also know the minute I post this I’ll remember 5 other LP that absolutely must be on the list. But for now this will have to do. All I can say is – My blog, my List.
1.The Beatles – ‘White’ Album
97. Ian Dury – New Boots and Panties 98. REM – Murmur
Mexican Lobby Cards are beautiful, especially from the 50’s and 60’s. Great weird artwork, bold type and a black and white still pasted smack in the middle of everything. Usually lobby cards would come in sets of 8 and were somewhat expensive to produce as each one would be a different 4 color print. The Mexican artist solved the problem by simply printing one 4 color master then slapping a different cheap b/w photo on the existing card. Because of this many of the stills wouldn’t survive longer then a few runs of the film, becoming extremely dog-eared or missing all together. A totally clean card is a rarity indeed.
Women’s wrestling started as a novelty act between mens bouts in the 1940s. It didn’t take long for the women to be topping the bill all on their own. The 1950’s and 60’s were considered the “Golden Age” of womens wrestling and The Fabulous Moolah was Queen (see below). The idea of one tough, scantily clad (for the 50’s) babe kicking another scantily clad babes’ ass was a dream come true for the repressed 1950’s male. Just like everything else cool about the 60’s, lady wrestling simply faded away with the 70’s – and was replaced with muscle bound men fake smacking the shit out of each other. Enter Hulk Hogan, et al.
Ron Mueck is an Australian sculpture currently living and working in the UK. Ron started his career as a puppeteer and model maker for kids shows in London in the ’80’s. He created many of the creatures for Jim Henson’s Labyrinth (even voicing the character Ludo) and Story Teller. He left Show Business for the world of fine art in 1996. With his model making skills he faithfully and in minute detail reproduces the human form but alters the scale, tiny or huge, for a sometimes (hell, all the time), jarring effect. His sculpture ‘Boy’ is over 16 ‘ high and ‘In Bed’ (seen below) spans well over 30′. His ‘Spooning Couple” is just a bit over 1 foot long. He creates his pieces out of silicone, polyurethane, wood, synthetic hair and hours upon hours of painstaking detail. Ron shows all over the world – as long as there’s space large enough to hold his work.
Henri Cartier-Bresson (August 22, 1908 – August 3, 2004) was a French photographer considered to be the father of modern photojournalism. He was an early adopter of 35 mm format, and the master of candid photography. He helped develop the street photographer style that was coined The Decisive Moment that has influenced generations of photographer.
Cartier-Bresson spent more than three decades on assignment for Life and other journals. He traveled without bounds, documenting some of the great upheavals of the 20th century — the Spanish civil war, the liberation of Paris in 1944, the 1968 student rebellion in Paris, the fall of the Kuomintang in China to the communists, the assassination of Mahatma Gandhi, the Berlin Wall, and the deserts of Egypt. He became the first Western photographer to photograph “freely” in the post-war Soviet Union. But many of his most renowned photographs are of ordinary daily life, seemingly unimportant moments captured and then gone.
Cartier-Bresson died on August 3, 2004, aged 95. No cause of death was announced. He was buried in the local cemetery.
The Christian record market of the 60’s and 70’s was an odd phenomenon – to say the least. If you had something to say or a family you thought could sing, well dammit, make a record about it, slap a shitty picture on it and call it good. Thousands of records were produced on small labels, most likely owned by churches, sold to parishioners and not to too many others. They have made their way into Goodwill and Salvation Army record bins the world over, reaching more people than ever, and are for the most part, unintentionally hilarious. Though I’ve bought a number of these I’ve never listened to a single one, though I would give “No Crippled Girls in Heaven” by Lanita Eversole a spin.