the early Tupperware used to transport cakes( which I was sure were only utilized by the very rich). What were we talking about again? Oh yeah … albums.
And this brings us to the album cover itself. This was art … right up there with Picasso. Except in my era, I think I would say, Peter Max. He was all the rage with his artistic contributions to The Beatles’ feature film“ Yellow Submarine” based on the song by the same name.
And speaking of bad art … remember those“ wide-eyed” kids by Keane? I think these devil children were what the movie“ Children of the Corn” was fashioned after. Anyway, I had those paintings on my bedroom wall and thought they were super cool. I would sometimes try to make my eyes“ pop” that way when I looked in the mirror. Try as I might, I only succeeded in looking like a freakishly surprised alien. Again, I digress …
Perusing the album cover was a national pastime … even beating out the ritualistic reading of the cereal box at the breakfast table. Many album covers were truly art and suitable for framing. In later years, though,
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