Small Changes We Hardly Notice

Ils se font rares, les articles de la série "Crossed Covers". J'espère que vous serez d'autant plus réactifs.

On commence par l'album To the 5 Boroughs (2004) des Beastie Boys, histoire de saluer la mémoire d'Adam Yaunch, décédé en mai de cette année...

Une skyline qui s'étend à mesure que l'on déplie le digipack :

Elle est l'oeuvre de l'artiste Matteo Pericoli, habitué à ce genre de dessins :

Visiblement, le visuel des Beastie Boys a bien plu au berlinois Oliver Koletzki

Dans un registre similaire...

Pour refermer cet article, et en attendant vos propositions, je ne pouvais pas ne pas mettre le fameux Yankee Hotel Foxtrot de Wilco (avec une photographie des immeubles de Marina City, à Chicago) [street view]

the Beastie Boys, to the 5 boroughs (Capitol, 2004)

Oliver Koletzki, Großstadtmärchen 2 (Stil Vor Talent, 2012)

R.E.M., Accelerate (WEA, 2008)

the Keys, Long Time No Sea (Another Record, 2011)

Youth Pictures of Florence Henderson, Small Changes We Hardly Notice

(Count Your Lucky Stars, 2012)

Wilco, Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (Nonesuch, 2002)

J'ajoute les pochettes suggérées en commentaire par "Matthieu":

Do Make Say Think, the other truths (Constellation, 2009)
Broken Social Scene, s/t (Arts & Crafts, 2005)

And I feel fine

Puisque j'entamais cette semaine thématique liée à la fin du monde en faisant référence à la chanson de R.E.M., en voici les paroles...

Quant au clip, c'est là.

(non, je ne l'embedde pas)

That's great, it starts with an earthquake

Birds and snakes, an airplane

And Lenny Bruce is not afraid

Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn

World serves its own needs

Dummy, serve your own needs

Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, no

Ladder start to clatter with fear fight down height

Wire in a fire, representing seven games

A government for hire and a combat site

Left of west and coming in a hurry

With the furies breathing down your neck

Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped

Look at that low playing! Fine, then

Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do

Save yourself, serve yourself

World serves its own needs

Listen to your heartbeat, dummy

With the rapture and the revered and the right, right

You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched

It's the end of the world as we know it

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

Six o'clock, TV hour

Don't get caught in foreign towers

Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn

Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting

Every motive escalate, automotive incinerate

Light a candle, light a votive, step down, step down

Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh

This means no fear, cavalier, renegade steer clear!

A tournament, tournament, a tournament of lies

Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline

It's the end of the world as we know it

(it's time I had some time alone)

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide

Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein!

Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce, and Lester Bangs

Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!

You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right!

It's the end of the world as we know it

(it's time I had some time alone)

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

...

R.E.M. - It's The End Of The World as we know it (and i feel fine)

Document (Capitol, 1987)