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Post by dem bones on Jun 12, 2009 17:43:52 GMT
There is something about the cloth cap (or flat cap, as it's known here in Yorkshire). My husband was actually wearing one the first time I laid eyes on him - and he was only in his 30s then!  As a matter of fact, Caz, I believe we have a photo of you taken later that same night ......  |
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Post by marksamuels on Jun 12, 2009 21:29:05 GMT
The flat cap I possess (which, incidentally, I bought from Debenhams *ahem*) over the weekend of the last British Fantasy Society convention drew a comment as I returned to the hotel wearing it.
My publisher, Pete Crowther, who was sitting (with Steve Jones et al) outside at a cafe close to the hotel shouted out:
"Look! It's PG Wodehouse!"
All I needed was the golf clubs.
Mark S.
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Post by carolinec on Jun 12, 2009 21:53:49 GMT
There is something about the cloth cap (or flat cap, as it's known here in Yorkshire). My husband was actually wearing one the first time I laid eyes on him - and he was only in his 30s then! As a matter of fact, Caz, I believe we have a photo of you taken later that same night ...... Damn! How did you know it was me?  |
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Post by dem bones on Jun 13, 2009 7:55:05 GMT
I am going to be involved in some photography for my next book the week after next, so I am definitely going to be taking a cloth cap with me in the hope of giving all at the vault a special frisson of hernia-inducing humour such as only might be found in 'What Rugby Jokes Did Next!' Ooh, please do! What Rugby Jokes Did Next! That gaping void in my collection! Strange little vogue, the 'seventies fixation with the oval ball game as a source of imagery for ribald paperbacks/ straight-to-bargain-bin album sleeves. Degrading to women, demeaning to men, bringing a noble sport into disrepute and, in my experience, an absolute bastard to find in even the most desperate charity shops these days. damn! How did you know it was me? If you magnify the photo by 2.5 million% you can clearly discern the words 'Ian Anderson is yummy!' and a little love heart in felt tip on the shammy. Going back to where we started ....  The Haunting Of Toby Jugg, 1979, 1982 Arrow always seemed to go the extra mile with Dennis Wheatley, veering from often gorgeous cover paintings, through groovy black magic nudity, to the bizarre fancy dress parties that broke out all over his mid-late 'seventies reprints. Gunmen, Gallants & Ghosts; 1975, 1979. |
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Jun 13, 2009 9:23:36 GMT
'I am going to be involved in some photography for my next book the week after next, so I am definitely going to be taking a cloth cap with me' John
The guru of style has spoken. How it will go with the kilt I have no idea, but in preparation for the whc I'm hoping for a private cloth cap consultation which might propel my career into film and TV. Visions of a vault presence at future events wearing appropriate headgear....
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Post by dem bones on Jun 15, 2009 8:42:35 GMT
While we await the Art Of Coarse Black Sorcery revival as spearheaded by the Right Hon. Lord Probert, a gem of a family snapshot for Margaret Forster's domestic abuse comedy ( WHAT?), The Bogeyman from 1970. More about the novel itself later (just started it; we might be looking at a wild card for the Panther Horror listing), but the minute the bride-of-many-surprises handed it me, i knew where to post the cover! Finally landed me a replacement copy of this beauty. Lesson learned. No book is so irredeemable that you can safely throw it away! What Rugby Jokes Did Next (Sphere, 1970) Back cover blurb UNCENSORED
You should be ashamed of yourself, picking up a book like this.One of several such collections anonymously edited by Elaine O'Beirne-Ranelagh (1914-1996) whose non-fiction Men on Women and The Past We Share - on male attitudes toward women and shared Arab-European culture respectively - are both highly regarded in their respective fields. The Rugby books are, perhaps, another matter. Even her children thought they were awful, being neither funny nor particularly rude (that's Emo's for you) and, if memory serves, once you're past the back cover blurb, it's all pretty much downhill. Even so, eleven volumes says they sold well. Something that distinguishes the short-lived vogue for Bawdy Rugby Songbooks (Michael Art Of Coarse Green also edited a handful): it's maybe the only literary bandwagon Peter Haining failed to jump - although there's always the possibility we've yet to discover his every pseudonym ... |
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Post by dem bones on Aug 12, 2010 22:21:59 GMT
the notes are elsewhere, but we can't lay any claim to this being a serious 'best dressed cover stars' thread if we don't include this immortal trio. Rod Serling's Triple W: Witches, Warlocks & Werewolves (Bantam, May 1963: 5th printing, Feb. 1967) Rod Serling - Introduction
Gordon R. Dickson - The Amulet
Anon - The Story Of Sidi Nonman
Jack Sharkey - The Final Ingredient
Malcolm Jameson - Blind Alley
Nathaniel Hawthorne - Young Goodman Brown
Jane Roberts - The Chestnut Beads
Fritz Leiber - Hatchery Of Dreams
Rudyard Kipling - The Mark Of The Beast
Joe L. Hensley - And Not Quite Human
Bruce Elliot - Wolves Don't Cry
Charles G. Finney - The Black Retriever
Charles MacKay - Witch Trials And The Law |
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Post by dem bones on Aug 4, 2017 20:36:02 GMT
Two good things - at least, I think they are - to come out of our enforced emergency salvage operation. One: it's finally given me the sufficient boot up the arse to tart up our abominable, multi-tentacled abomination of a site (progress cruelly slow, bur Rome wasn't built, etc.). Two: it's led to rediscovery of long forgotten personal fave threads, a case in point being this one which surely has further mileage in it. Hence a belated very well played to the jolly crew of snappy dressers featured on the cover of the Mark Samuels tribute volume, Marked For Death, for keeping several noble traditions alive even if it is (was?) a dreaded limited edition. |
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Post by dem bones on Aug 18, 2017 16:28:39 GMT
Why some of us will never take to shutterstock's idea of what constitutes a bookcover any lifetime soon, part whatever. Simon Quinn - The Inquisitor #2: The Last Time I Saw Hell (Dell, 1974) Am sure we've all been there. Depressed, stressed, harassed and just when you need it most, the patron saint of book dependents intervenes in the most unexpected circumstances, you strike gold on a long-sought paperback and, for a brief while, life doesn't seem the pointless waste of everyone's time it so glaringly is. Who is this Guardian angel? Ever since clapping eyes on The Last Time I Saw Hell (still unread) I've a feeling there are actually two of them. And they look as above. Needless to say, photographer and models are scandalously uncredited. Erle Stanley Gardner - The Case Of The Angry Mourner (Granada, 1981) Angry she may be, but this lady pre-empted the dress code for Benny Hill's funeral by a decade. Perry Mason investigates, Beverley Le Barrow (J. Hadley Chase, Bond, etc) handles lens duties. W. Howard Baker Treason Remembered (Mayflower-Dell, 1967) Not the most dignified pose I'll grant you, but the mismatched footwear is a neat touch. Have no evidence for this, could be way wide of the mark, but cover shot for Oliver Bleek's The Highbinders sets my spidy senses to wondering if this is another example of aforementioned Beverly De Barrow's art? John Gaunt - The Man From Sphere (Sphere, 1968) A cracking read, and it still amazes me the generosity of the guy who contacted Vault to gift me a copy after I'd raved about the cover so. Turned out we lived within five minutes walk of each other. Many thanks, TG, whoever you are. Photo: David Davies: Cover by the legendary Acorn Litho of Feltham, Middx. |
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Post by andydecker on Aug 18, 2017 21:23:04 GMT
As corny a those covers may be on occasion, they still have more personality then 90% of Shutterstock. Which I loathe.
And this cover for The Man from Sphere? Absolutly wonderful. |
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Post by dem bones on Aug 19, 2017 10:45:55 GMT
As corny a those covers may be on occasion, they still have more personality then 90% of Shutterstock. Which I loathe.
And this cover for The Man from Sphere? Absolutly wonderful. Not only wonderful, it's entirely appropriate to the rather fruity story. Am with you on Sh*tterstock but that kind of goes without saying. Dire. |
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Post by weirdmonger on Jul 20, 2021 15:50:55 GMT
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