Is this the dullest album
cover of all time?
I may be consumed with anti-Eighties
bias. The sleeve for the Beatles’ White Album has a lot less going on. I’d
argue, however, that a minimalistic cover with just the artist’s name embossed
on it and a limited-edition serial number is preferential to a photo of
a man in a cagoule, particularly if they’re also sporting a mullet.
I should clarify that
I’m a fan of George Harrison. I’m also fond of all-weather wear. I just don’t
think the two should have mixed in this context. George may have been an avid
gardener, but when he came indoors to pose for the photographer he could have
at least changed his outfit.
The record itself is a feat for
false advertising. Every song, bar one, was released between 1979-1989, which is
a very narrow margin. A compilation that claims to contain Harrison’s finest
work yet misses off My Sweet Lord and All Things Must Pass is very suspicious.
I’ve never seen a hairstyle
take in so many directions. Not only was George an exceptional slide player, he
was also pretty nifty with a comb and wet hair gel. He was a man of many talents.