Camp album covers

I have a weakness for kitschy and campy stuff, and album covers are a particularly fertile ground for tacky and silly stuff. Fortunately, thanks to Dennis Catron, I get to indulge my enjoyment of such things with his lovely collection of camp album covers. Most of them come from the 1950's and 1960's, but there are a few more recent than that.

Here are but a couple of examples:

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And what collection of cheesy album covers would be complete without an inner sleeve with Satanic imagery:

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Geez, that last one looks like it came from a Spinal Tap gatefold. And what band is it? Believe it or not, it's Coven, the band that did One Tin Soldier for the movie Billy Jack, and the cover of their debut album is almost as cheesy as the inner sleeve:

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Amazingly, these guys predate Black Sabbath, and I had no idea that they used the juvenile "For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge" title long before Van Halen did it.

Still, there's one cheesy album cover that Dennis missed, and it's one of my favorites from the psychedelic 1960's, namely the cover to The Fool's one and only album:

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I think that one album cover just about sums up an era.

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