Sometimes, a cover photo concept, whether high or low, just doesn't come off...
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| The tiny composer portrait clearly disapproves... |
And one which would almost be kinda sorta tasteful/appropriate...if not for the Hercules/Tarzan costume on the guy:
And then there's the default attempt to make sexpots of every female classical performer:
Some take to it more enthusiastically than...well...anyone else...
...though not for the lack of trying on the part of some others:
...while some are just trying to keep up...
Below, the typical glamming up required of women in classical music, though I can sympathize with Benedetti's more blatant lack of enthusiasm than is usual in such situations...
But, then, some sleeve images can make one glad that one is about to enjoy an exclusively audio recording...
The Westminster Gold line is a prominent contributor to everyone's collection of this kind of bad packaging, though for what it's worth (not so very much), they were trying to be cute. Trying very hard. Sometimes more successfully than in the examples below, and their collection of recordings was pretty good...kind of a pity about (particularly) some of these early sleeves...
See if you can spot the flute or harpsichord in the photo below. Feel the saucy hilarity wash over you, much as it did the young women above.
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| It's the (1970s porn cliche) black socks that make it particularly...cheeky... |
Scheherazade also comprises its own subcategory of bad classical album art, given the opportunity for cheap "naughty" exotica the covers offer. From remarkably bad makeup to employment of model Barb McCornfed, fresh from cheerleader practice, there are lots of ways to go wrong with this one. Including at least twice for the recording by the Philadelphia Orchestra conducted by Ormandy.
Arguably, a rather more adept attempt at putting forth exoticized sexualization...if still rather blatant...and how young is this apparent kid?
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