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Lego Album Covers

 While I’m waiting for trick-or-treaters I’m cruising the web for nonsense and not really finding what I’m after. Fortunately, I have this gem on hand that was forwarded from an employee earlier in the week: Lego Album Art:

 http://www.thetoyzone.com/20-album-covers-recreated-in-lego/

A quick poll of a couple of friends reveals some favorites:

The Artist / The Album / About The Friend
The Beatles / "Abbey Road" / For this friend, a Beatles song serves as a reference for every point in history, or as a handy example of how history repeats itself

Nirvana's / "Nevermind" / This pal is trying to become pregnant...always with the babies

Aphex Twin / "Windowlicker" / What can I say? He's a guy...possibly a guy who would like a set of his own boobs attached to his own body (I'm not judging)

My favorite? Since you asked.  Ahem:  
Morrissey / “You are the Quarry”

I’ve never been a Morrissey or a Smiths fan, but this is one bad-ass looking lego dude.  Check out that plastic hairdo.  It is second to none in the world of plastic sh*t that will occupy landfills long past our death.  And he has a plastic hook hand -- an imposing hook that reeks of super strength.  Don’t mess with this lego man, he'll go ballistic all over your ass, while Morrissey might just slip up and drop the weapon.  His focus seems to lean more toward the perfectly pressed suit, and getting the tilt of the head just right.  You'll be all right.

One last thing. I have to say, Springteen's archetypal working class buttocks really lose a whole lotta something in lego form. (See Bruce Springsteen / "Born in the U.S.A.") Some things are best left untouched.  Actually, bad choice of words.  Just leave the original alone. Achk! You know what I mean.

Paella y Champagne

A mix of tango-electronica, flamencotronic, bossa nova and a tinge of hip-hop and rock fusions.

Red Hoods, Floating Skulls, and Silk

I love fairy tales, folk tales, legends.  I especially love it when someone exposes the creepiness of it all in fashion, film or any other form of expression.  Littleredridinghood.de bleeds beautiful silk scarf designs that beg the questions: Why is she wearing red?  What’s with the hood?  What’s really in that basket?  A  dozen tiny red riding hoods settled under the flight of a giant black bird ooze a stunning tale or darkness and beauty – and it looks good with a plain white shirt and jeans. 

Another design offers floating skulls – or alien heads, I can’t tell – that give off a quirky vibe up close, but from a distance the colorful blend simply adds up to a charming sense of style.  But why spend 69 Euros on a scarf if you don’t wear them?  Well, here's one excuse: weave a textile tale.  Buy a half dozen and line them up as a tapestry behind your bed and you’re sure to have freaky dreams to tell your friends about every day; dreams Dalí might still find boring, but screw him, he’s a whole different kind of creepy -- a calculated, geometric distortion of reality.