I've always had a thing for album covers. It's funny, because I am the most mp3 person you've ever met. We occasionally play CD's in the kitchen while I'm making dinner, but more often than not, an old iPod is dug up, it's bulky white form almost unfamiliar under my fingers after holding my new model all day. Everything in that corner of the kitchen ends up being a tiny musical sacrifice; in such close proximity to the oven, I can't imagine all this plastic will hold up much longer. I picture the iPod a puddle of gooey white, shiny silver drips from the drawer with all the CDs, all while I obliviously cut asparagus.
Anyhow, album covers. I love them. Often, we'll browse the used bookstore in town just to run through the drawers of old records. We never buy them, but we spend forever holding up covers for one another. Sometimes they're just art; I could care less about the band. Sometimes it's the band that makes them art.
Here are a couple of albums I love, not only for the music held inside, but for the covers. (Caveat: Of course I love lots of music and lots of covers, but sometimes you just can't find jewelry matches.)
Okkervil River: Black Sheep Boy
Black Bighorn Necklace
(Thanks, WendyB, for the link to this place!)
The Smashing Pumpkins: Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness
Rough-cut ruby ring, $198
Wolf Parade: Apologies to the Queen Mary
Opal Twig Bangles, $1370
Sigur Rós: Takk
Avery Ring, $94 and
Tilden Ring, $102