
There is something quite predictable about me falling in love with this cover, being me and knowing my taste that is. When it comes to certain things I rarely surprise myself. Nor do I think I necessarily have to. I’m quite content with my taste, and being predictable. This particular book comes from Melville House Publishing, a publisher with incredibly good taste in book covers. Even though I at the moment spend most of my days at work looking at different book cover designs, I can’t seem to get enough of them when I stumble upon a good selection like theirs. In case you happen to live in New York and be a really good editor they are actually looking for one right now, and it sounds like an awesome job, if you ask me. I’m not an editor, and I don’t live in New York, but I still think I might be right for the job.
As I won’t get it since I’m not applying, I will do the next best thing and order a copy of the book. Not because I love the cover so much, but because this is a very good round-up of musicians and I’m very interested in reading them without listening to them. Or I guess I could though, I can’t read in silence. It’s too awkward, somehow. Like holding a monologue in my head, and not allowing anyone else to say anything. That’s just rude.
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