Judging A Band By Its Covers

It has already been irrefutably established that Girls Aloud are the best band in the known universe.

However, it has not yet been sufficiently acknowledged the extent to which they are the worst album cover designers EVER.

Consider it henceforth acknowledged by virtue of Exhibit A: The Greatest Hits Cover.



Yes: the girls themselves are responsible for this fucked up piece of work.

It is inconceivable that in devising and approving it they:

1. concluded their back catalogue is most suitably represented by a tambourine
2. would let the 5th, furthest-to-the-right silhouette remain unspotlit (although to be fair, she is clearly mid-way through a dump).

My keen art connoisseur's eye tells me there is also some severe lack of proportion going on.

But enough of that - let's now turn to Exhibit B: the Latest Single.



Now isn't that better?

Yes - it's the Tiffany single, re-done with lots of dancy blips and such! i.e., Also A Cover!

Obviously there is something kinda wrong with the picture and it's the fact that Cheryl (centre) is wearing a tutu but not jumping on it.

This, however, is the only qualm I have - the picture is otherwise UNBELIEVABLY GOOD.

It is hoped that with this cover they announce their retirement from Creative Control.

The girls should, in fact, fully realise that they are employed to do two things only.

1. Sing prettily over subversive dance-pop beats.
2. Rank in FHM lists.

They should NEVER be aloud to design anything ever again.

Except maybe some haphazard little drawings on a glasstop coffee table, using a credit card perhaps. That might be nice.