Monday, November 15, 2010

BANANA SHIT


You know, we don’t feature a lot of NEW album covers on the Island of Misfit Vinyl because, well, no one makes fucking ALBUMS anymore. And because graphic designers are working with the lowly 5” by 5” format now, they don’t put a whole lot of effort into it like they did back in the days of Roger Dean and Frank Frazetta and all those other artists whose album covers would eventually go on to grace the sides of Chevy vans in far shittier renditions. But every once in a while, even the lowly CD format gets a piece of cover art that’s just so inconceivably shitty, we just HAVE to include it here. Take Deerhoof. A lot of cool kids like Deerhoof, and frankly I don’t get it. Maybe if same cool kids actually went out and actually bought a Deerhoof CD instead of downloading it from Limewire, they’d realize that their heroes have decked out their latest sonic fuckjob with an 8-year-old’s rendition of what a Pac-Man ghost might look like if he were an androgynous member of Mummenschantz and had someone shove a strawberry into his head and a banana up his asscrack until he bleeds. Still a big fan, Josh? I didn’t think so. Now don't get me wrong - I don’t find this album cover tasteless in a moral sense – hell, if Miss Pac Man wants to shove a kumquat up her dot-hole, that’s her business. But I do find it to be a big Fuck You to album cover art in general, which is already a lost artform. So if Deerhoof’s MILK MAN outsells Sonic Youth’s SONIC NURSE, then life sucks and no one gives a shit about art anymore. And for the first person out there who can actually find meaning from this 6th grade notebook doodle, then I’ve got a special prize for you. It’s called therapy.