Music of the Moment: A Fine Frenzy
I’m not a risk taker by nature, but there are times I forget myself. Last night while scrolling through my in-progress iTunes library I came across an album I’d not listened to in quite some time: One Cell In The Sea by A Fine Frenzy. I’ve had the CD on my mind a lot lately as I turned the daughter of a co-worker on to it. Still, I hadn’t listened to it myself in quite some time. Absentmindedly, I started listening to it while my wife worked on an art project in the other corner of the room.
“This is really pretty,” she said. “Who is this?”
Uh oh.
“She calls herself A Fine Frenzy,” I said. “It is very good though, isn’t it?”
When she asked if she could put the album on her iPod, I knew I was sunk. I guess it’s good that after 10 years my wife knows I’m buying the albums for the music, not the cover art. I suppose that’s like buying Playboy for the articles. I’m of the opinion any man who made that claim was probably telling the truth. If he noticed there are articles in the magazine he may well have read them. Can you believe I’m not sleeping on the couch tonight?
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i find myself having to explain the cover art thing every so often.
i mean, look at this one.
yikes.
There are other artists or album covers I tend not to mention in certain company.
I would say buying an album for the cute girl on the cover would probably be just about the saddest thing a grown male could admit to that wouldn’t get him thrown in jail. And yet I know it crosses a lot of people’s minds when a guy, especially one older than college-age, listens to a young female artist. Women seem to be exempt from the creepiness factor of buying/liking things for pictures of men on their covers, however . . .
I will say this about A Fine Frenzy’s cover art – I am annoyed about the altered art on the US release. Not because it doesn’t show her but because it’s just a cheesy, very low-budget looking cover rather than the one you have above, which, admittedly, isn’t anything particularly special, but at least it doesn’t look like it was thrown together (which makes the “updated” cover all the more puzzling.) I can’t imagine the marketing meeting that decided on that one.
No kidding. I saw both covers at the store when I bought the album and opted for the one above.
Good call on the “saddest thing a grown male could admit to.” It’s definitely up there.
I think I am in love.
There’s another death warrant signed.
Red hair.
Plaid skirt.
TNT
Done dirt cheap!
Wait, that wasn’t supposed to go that way.
Red hair.
Plaid skirt.
Skinny legs.
Done dirt cheap!
Wait, that wasn’t supposed to go that way.
Why not? Call Angus and tell him you’ve got a new verse for him.
Brilliant.