I am prepared to give this piece of crap the worst album cover of the MILLENNIUM award because in the next thousand years I can't imagine anyone coming up with something stupider. Were do I begin making fun of it? This thing almost defies mockery. They are not rappers so you can't blame it on a lack of education. I would guess they are theatre dropouts or drag queens but neither of those groups go SO over the top. Someone, somewhere had to sign off on this and thought it was a good piece of design. Who is the audience for this music? Gay lion tamers who live in Las Vegas and that's it. The guy in blue is clutching his chest to signify the massive heart attack he will have when the sales figures come in. I am tempted to search out this group's music but I fear that once I do I will never be able to get it out of my head. The only option then will be to use a power drill to remove the sound manually. Truly frightening. Check out the other 'winners' by following the link below.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.