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Pink Floyd’s Dark Side Of The Moon. Foster The People’s Supermodel. Michael Jackson’s Dangerous. These album covers are actually gorgeous; blending artwork and colour in a way to shape a picture that's not only memorable and visually fulfilling, but also person who represents the album’s contents completely.
Unfortunately, I’m right here to hide albums on the reverse end of that spectrum. Lo and behold, the 15 Worst Album Covers of All Time! From males seducing farm animals to preachers practicing karate in the title of God, those album covers are so dangerous that they’ll make you wonder whether any of them are if truth be told real. The sad fact is, yes… they're very actual, and I had the misfortune of listening to a few of them just in order that you’ll never have to.
Granted, some of the tune isn’t unhealthy, which makes it even worse, because why would someone package good music within a lousy sleeve like that? Maybe it’s true that we shouldn’t judge a book (or album) by means of its quilt, but when the quilt used to be even on the subject of being as unpleasant as any of those covers, I certain as hell wouldn’t be picking up that e-book (or album) to start with.
15. Devastatin’ Dave, The Turntable Slave – Zip, Zap, Rap
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I swear, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say this man was going to run out to loud tune and pyrotechnics at the Royal Rumble of 1987. But instead of being superior at pro-wrestling, Devastatin’ Dave decided to fail spectacularly at making tune instead. "Zip Zap Rap" is principally an anti-drug tune targeted at children. And unexpectedly, the indisputable fact that "Zap" is plastered on Dave’s crotch is doubly bizarre.
Not a lot is understood about Dave, instead of no one cared about the track as a result of a) it was once the 80s and, , medication, and b) it sucked. A word to the smart... for those who’re going to make a music telling kids to not do drugs, a minimum of make it a excellent track, now not one thing that will reason extra numbness to the listener than cocaine ever may just. The good news is that there’s no actual age prohibit in wrestling, so if Dave can convey some of that devastation to the ring, and I don’t mean simply from a fashion viewpoint, there’s more than likely a WrestleMania or two waiting along with his title on it.
14. Tino – Por Primera Vez
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Ah, Constantino Fernandez aka Tino. Truth learn, except for the ones unbelievably tight shorts, the creepy glare, and the atrocious album sleeve itself, not anything is simply too bad about Tino’s first strive at a solo profession.
Por Primera Vez, that means “For The First Time”, in truth did quite well and 16-year-old Tino didn’t have a half dangerous occupation. Although, whether or not or now not maximum of his stalkers fanatics owned a combination of minivans, mustaches, and mullets is a distinct story altogether.
13. The Handsome Beasts – Bestiality
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Nothing sells albums like the picture of a person cozying up to his pet pig. How romantic. The Handsome Beasts have been an element of the New Wave of British Heavy Metal back in the 80s and collected an outstanding following with their song. As a fan of good steel myself, I can say that the band isn’t bad at all, which explains why they’ve been enjoying a resurgence since 2012.
This album cover regardless that, will continue to reside in infamy as one of the worst decisions a band may just make when seeking to come up with excellent sleeve artwork. You’re edgy, we get it, calm down.
12. Jim Post – I Love My Life
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Sarcasm, genuine commentary, or desperate cry for help? These are the questions I ask myself every time I see Jim Post being ambushed by way of the heavy stream of a waterfall. The first line of lyrics in the titular music go “My mama and daddy, they did not plan me, they stated I was an accident…” which obviously signifies improbable parenting that indubitably contributed to Jim’s euphoric state of thoughts.
In all honesty regardless that, the album itself isn’t unhealthy for its genre and Jim Post, now 76, has had an attractive cool profession as a musician and widespread Mark Twain impersonator. That second phase isn't a comic story. It’s only a disgrace that he looks like Jeff Foxworthy was once robbed and left naked underneath a waterfall on the duvet of his most popular album.
11. The Ministers Quartet – Let Me Touch Him
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No, how 'bout you 4 gents keep your filthy fingers to yourselves as an alternative? Possibly recorded after a string of restraining orders, "Let Me Touch Him" refers to the spiritual touching of God… or so I guess. I can’t know for sure because, judging through the creepy stares these wannabe quadruplets are giving me, they might be speaking about anything else.
It’s excellent to understand that the sequel to this album is named Then I’ll Settle Down, which sounds so much like what an addict would say just to have that “one last fix” for the millionth time. The entire vibe here's iffy and has me feeling nauseous so I’m simply going to transport on to our next horrible quilt.
10. Brooke Hogan – The Redemption
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I may have spoken too soon. The daughter of wrestling icon Hulk Hogan unleashed her magnum opus onto the world with paintings that might rival the works of Leonardo Da Vinci himself. Just take a look at that quilt! I’m not certain what’s worse… the proven fact that this is her 2d album that means all six of her enthusiasts purchased the first, or that this piece of work appears like it was once slapped together by an intern who loves royalty-free Photoshop brushes and catalogue-ready car decals.
All that has to happen now's for someone in his late-30’s, who perhaps sports activities a cap from senior yr and wears sleeveless flannel shirts all the time, to get a tattoo of this and the circle might be entire.
9. Kjell Kraghe - Vind I Seglen
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I’m lovely sure "Vind I Seglen" is Norwegian for “Godzilla is coming!” as a result of that’s exactly what this looks like. Only, I guess Norwegians have excellent type sense so their Godzilla would glance more like a strikingly-blonde man with large glasses.
So, what’s in reality going on right here? People are having a laugh on a Sunday, taking their yachts out to sea, when all of sudden a large man with a good higher collar rises from the depths of the ocean to sing to them? I guess if the track is just right, it’s worth the chaos and initial shock, proper?
8. Gary – Getting Down To Business
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Check out those sweet bellbottoms, man. Groovy, child, yeah! Hands off the merchandise, ladies! I’m beautiful certain the ones have been the strains working via Gary Nolastname’s head when he posed for this horrendous duvet. Unfortunately, the indisputable fact that he’s alone outside what seems like a very dull storage depot means none of those traces labored on any person.
Looks like Gary will likely be getting down to business all by means of himself, and I don’t want to stick round to determine what that implies. And is that a passport shoved below his belt? What's he doing with a passport in front of a phone sales space? Oh my God, is Gary stranded in a foreign country and is desperately looking to name house? Seriously, Gary... forestall dancing and get to the embassy or one thing.
7. Freddie Gage – All My Friends Are Dead
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Freddie’s that guy who’ll demonstrate up (uninvited) at a superbly just right celebration and drop this bombshell on everyone without 2d thought. Our evident, sympathetic response would be “Jeez man, that sucks however, you know the factor about pals is… you'll always make new ones.” Of direction Freddie won’t listen and can pass on a two-hour history lesson commemorating how it all happened, and by means of the time that’s over everybody’s too morbided-out to have any other glass of punch so they all go away.
The excellent information is when you've got completely no friends, you don’t must care in the event that they’re dead, so this album’s wonderful in that sense. Joke’s on you, Freddie!
6. Mike Crain – God’s Power
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He would possibly seem like Ricky Gervais’ Derek, but this is in fact the "karate preacher" Mike Crain exhibiting the power of God by way of breaking so much of plywood. I’m very at a loss for words by this.
What does karate must do with anything? And how will he display his karate moves thru an audio recording? Did God ask him to learn karate, and if this is the case, why? Is he announcing God’s power is if truth be told karate by which case… that’s friggin’ awesome but also clearly insufficient in relation to struggling with the forces of Hell and whatnot. Unless it’s a karate event. Either means, Mike Crain we get it, you’re just right at karate. Now give up being a show-off.
5. Eilerts Jul – Christmas Album
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Just in case maturity hasn’t already reduced no matter childlike Christmas spirit you as soon as had, here comes this guy to complete the job. What is he… an Elvis impersonator, or just a lazy Santa Claus? Is he pointing at us or asking us to drag his finger? And why does he appear to be he’s being pressured to try this?
How do you expect us to feel the pleasure of Christmas if you seem like you’d moderately be anyplace else than dressed up as the Honky Tonk Man on your own album cover? Get it in combination, Eilert!
4. Dick Black and His Band – A Taste of Dick Black
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Okay, there’s no method Dick Black couldn’t have identified this was a double entendre, or that it at least appeared like one. I refuse to consider he’s just an elderly accordion participant who thought the phrases “taste” and “Dick” could be used in the similar sentence with out it sounding like sexual innuendo. Or maybe it’s just me possessing the humor of a 12-year-old who giggles at the phrase “cockpit”. Hehe, cockpit.
Either way, it’s a funny identify for an album. The track itself is, unusually, in reality good. I mean you’d have to be into accordions to in fact appreciate it, but I did some mild sampling of his work and Mr. Black seems to be one very talented Dick.
3. Herbie Mann – Push Push
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Boy would Sigmund Freud have a box day with this album! Nude guy who seems like Nicolas Cage, the phrases “push push”, and a flute - a stereotypical phallic symbol. This album has intercourse written all over it, or a minimum of I am hoping it does. Otherwise, why is Herbie Mann all sweaty like that on the quilt? On 2nd thought, I don’t need to know.
With all due respect, Herbie Mann was once an excellent musician, generally dabbling in jazz amongst different genres. Push Push itself is a horny excellent album that includes some excellent collaborations with different musicians. Often known as being “ahead of the curve”, Mann crafted a wholesome career for himself as a skilled flutist… it’s just unfortunate that this album duvet is tricky to take seriously.
2. Swamp Dogg – If I Ever Kiss It, He Can Kiss It Goodbye
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Since Jerry Williams Jr. began calling himself "Swamp Dogg" again in 1970, can we think that Snoop Dogg lied to us about being the authentic doggfather? Apparently Jerry is known for having atypical album covers (there’s one where he’s driving a giant rat), but even then, this album cover is just ugly. There’s a difference between being unorthodox and just taking a look such as you don’t know what just right design is, and this weird Rolling Stones-esque mouth-covered art work is unquestionably the latter.
The music is alright if you happen to’re into 70s rap, but alternatively I didn’t concentrate to much so don’t take my word for it. I wasn’t even born in the 70s so what the hell do I do know. I’m now not going to try and bet what all those mouths and tongues imply, or what Swamp Dogg is set to kiss. I’ll depart that to the extra courageous analyzers out there.
1. Millie Jackson – Back to The Sh*t
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Let’s cap issues off with quite actually the sh*ttiest duvet on this listing. Imagine taking an absolute gem out on the first date. You’re each back at the rental, the sexual rigidity is palpable, so you do the most effective factor there may be left to do; pull out a CD of Millie Jackson having a look like she’s on a brochure that reads “Having Trouble with Constipation?” But don’t worry… if your date leaves, it’s only since you’re still twiddling with a real CD player and uttering words like “old school regulations”.
Back To The Sh*t is Millie’s try at blending her pretty just right soul track with her pretty unhealthy stand-up comedy. The effects are very awkward and made me flinch a few times. Putting a picture that ruins appetites on the quilt doesn’t in reality help her reason either. Now for goodness sake will someone give that girl some laxatives as a result of that clearly isn’t a face you're making when taking a sell off!
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