Wilde was, mostly, right when he said that only a fool doesn't judge by appearances. These allegedly awful album covers, recently sent me are actually mostly really good, which begs the other, less frequently asked question - what are the albums which are actually very good indeed, but marred so severely by their covers that their rightful place in the canon is forever demoted? This occurred to me recently when listening to this fantastic record and this even better one, and looking at their sleeves - both of them recovered from the bargain basement at the Music & Video Exchange - pondering whether it was really morally acceptable to enjoy the music of someone with so appalling an aesthetic sense. In fact, in the case of the second of the two covers, a group that are not that far behind Kraftwerk in terms of brilliance and cataclysmic effect ('I Feel Love' owes more to them that record than it does to Ralf & Florian) are an embarrassing, rarely dropped name, simply because their sleeve looks like it should be on the cover of a particularly crap edition of Gormenghast. Conversely, their uninteresting, proggy first record has a tremendous cover. Any other examples of these rare occasions where a record should not be judged by its cover?