You know what... reply with album covers that changed your life

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@Exposedpig In other words, #art

[exposedpig@woof.group]

@samvarma hellz yah

[dannotdaniel@hellions.cloud]

@samvarma alright here ya go back in the dayyy

#GenX #Scorpions #KlausFuckinMeine

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@Exposedpig [inappropriately intense drunken hug after just meeting you]

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@dannotdaniel COME

ON

more scorps love than I expected

[thestrangelet@beige.party]

@samvarma Front 242 Up Evil.

[dannotdaniel@hellions.cloud]

@samvarma perhaps you've encountered this gentleman?

seen him a couple times at Kingston Mines.
no place I'd rather be tbqh

Check out his cover of Miss You

#GenX #LarryMcCray

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@dannotdaniel Um quite a list of special guests! You hang in the Chi? I'll def check it

[geoffduncan@mindly.social]

@samvarma
It’s weird: I don’t remember getting obsessive about album covers. I thought a lot of them were dull or just embarrassing.

I do remember obsessing over some *liner notes*.

[meltedcheese@c.im]

@samvarma #JimiHendrix

[guyjantic@infosec.exchange]

@kinsale42 @samvarma King of the mountain of still such a kick-ass track

[guyjantic@infosec.exchange]

@samvarma

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@geoffduncan This isn't about the covers—it's about remembering how much we loved the music, and the extent to which the images embody that love

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@geoffduncan Maybe I'm weirdly visual, but my pre-experience of the music was the imagery, so the album covers are totems of a sort

[guyjantic@infosec.exchange]

@samvarma

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@guyjantic god yes. Didn't appreciate it at the time, but could not be more in awe of the artistry now

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@guyjantic Wow yeah just a staggering 10 of an album

[_slotek_@mastodon.social]

@samvarma

[samvarma@fosstodon.org]

@_slotek_ Uncanny

This is on rn

[geoffduncan@mindly.social]

@samvarma
I remember my friends going over every detail, talking about hem, speculating, etc. I just didn’t for whatever reason—and *I* was the visual arts kid!

But I remember making sure my parents never saw this one. Or heard it. (Ironic given what happened a few years s later.) About ten seconds of this still lives rent-free in my head whenever someone tells me “Play something terrifying.”