Archaeologists were so rock n’ roll in the 1960s that they required a police guard and sturdy barriers to keep their crazed fans away.
Archaeologists were so rock n’ roll in the 1960s that they required a police guard and sturdy barriers to keep their crazed fans away.
Ah, mid-70s cook books. So complicated, so French, so with a cover that looks like an autopsy. Bon apetit!
Not much to say about this print, which is now available in my Standard Designs Etsy Shop. Just, I fucking love this album, and I wish I’d been around to watch Lou Reed record it and David Bowie produce it.
If Lou Reed is your kind of artist, if Penguin Books are your kind of books, then, well… here you go. You’re welcome.
I found this in a copy of the Penguin Poets volume on Thomas Hardy I bought secondhand the other day. Intriguingly it talks about a broadcast. What was that broadcast? And the name at the top of the page - J Holmstrom - is the co-author (thanks, Google) of the 1968 book ‘Thomas Hardy and his Readers’… so are these pronunciations taken from that book, or are these in fact the author’s own typewritten notes - have I bought *his* copy of Hardy’s poems? Oh, the low-level West Country excitement!
The lovely bold colour bars - and the deathly boring illustration - on the front cover of this Pelican remind me precisely why, at school, I dropped Geography at ‘O’ Level and switched to Art instead.
A 1964 Pelican I bought the other day. If poetry analysis doesn’t fry your brain enough, the cover will have a go at finishing the job.
Found while bookshopping in Austerity Britain 2014 - a book from Austerity Britain 1947. A very busily-illustrated (lots of crowd scenes) Puffin book of English Fashions.
Spoiler alert: according to the last page (‘The Inter-war Years’) plus-fours and flannels are where it’s at, kids.
Concrete garage floor + garden detritus (about to be swept away) + a few other bits of crap = instant late-’80s 4AD album cover. Easy!