I don't really know the band well, but Kittens introduced me to the band a while back, and I liked the songs I've heard (cheerful stuff, like The Slow Descent into Alcoholism, which is much more upbeat than it sounds). So, I figured - hey, it's less than twenty bucks, why not pick it up?
I got to the counter, and wouldn't you know it, it was the same pair of workers that were there during my last foray, when I picked up Abbey Road. This time, Glasses took a look at the album's cover, and decided that it'd be a good idea to give me a black bag, to cover the image up. The image, for your perusal:
Then Glasses started making jokes about gay sex that were a little crude, even by my standards. Which led Beard to mention "Um, you know that it's a man and a woman on the cover, right?
Which then led into a conversation about the goat that I won't be going into. I really just stood idly by, suddenly embarrassed by a purchase that I really had no reason to be embarrassed over, because Mr. Glasses thought that a cover consisted of two people boning while a goat got his jollies watching is something that should be covered up.
Me? I think it should be celebrated. I mean, if it wasn't, would >>insert ethnic minority of your choice here<< even exist?
Also, while at the store I bumped into an old classmate from high school, with her super-trendy indy boyfriend. He was pretentiously looking at albums, and then would reject her choices. She would go "hey, look, the Doors!" and he would just sigh dramatically and then look at an album by the Pixies or something. She caught me rolling my eyes when he started telling her about the Pixies... and we shared a smile as I left... with a voyeuristic goat tucked under my arm.
Oh, and the album? Pretty damned upbeat and catchy, but I'm still not sure where I stand with it yet.
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