Oh, he’s rolling a coin between his fingers. I thought at first he was waving! This guy’s too much of a pretty boy to be a pirate who’s writing memoirs. Too clean, not a scar on him, and I’ll bet he has all his teeth! And what good cliche pirate can’t even grow a beard? This guy, that’s who. Natty pubescent stubble he’s got going on there. Very piratey, that is. Aaaaargh.
As compared to the other covers on here, I kinda respect this one for at least going to the effort to get his friend to wear a vest and pose in a shed.
It’s only two minutes long, but if you’re afraid of clicking the link – or if it doesn’t work – here’s a sample of the lyrics:
Up on the hilltop where the vultures perch
That’s where I’m gonna build my church
Ain’t gonna be no priest, ain’t gonna be no boss
Just Charles Nelson Reilly nailed to a cross . . .
Warning – it gets a little nasty by 1989 standards.
Yes. So are nancy-boy fonts and 70s disco clothes. Get it together, Nathan.
Oh, he’s rolling a coin between his fingers. I thought at first he was waving! This guy’s too much of a pretty boy to be a pirate who’s writing memoirs. Too clean, not a scar on him, and I’ll bet he has all his teeth! And what good cliche pirate can’t even grow a beard? This guy, that’s who. Natty pubescent stubble he’s got going on there. Very piratey, that is. Aaaaargh.
Not a single callus on those baby boy hands. Bet the pubescent acne was photo-shopped out.
Nor a curl of hair upon his chest. I prefer my pirates a bit more manly.
Hear, hear! I was deploring the same thing. 😉
At first I thought he was giving us the “live long and prosper” Vulcan sign.
The cover does feel like the nerve pinch of sleep.
I saw this too, but I didn’t want to sound too geeky. My bad, I should have known better. I’m in such good company. 😉
That’s why we love you, Lucie. More power to the geekiness!
The book should be called Captain Twink.
LOL! I knew there was a word for this look, but I couldn’t remember what it was.
I second this.
You are never going to be a real pirate.
As compared to the other covers on here, I kinda respect this one for at least going to the effort to get his friend to wear a vest and pose in a shed.
That time Thomas Dolby cosplayed Han Solo
Jesse wins the internet.
Also, I’ve complained before about the ‘by’ lines, and now we have ‘By:’ happening.
It’s like they’re baiting me.
It’s a conspiracy. I knew it!
bwahahaha!!!
Ooooo! Ooooo! Oooo!
I nearly forgot to mention this. I cannot see the names “Charles,” and “Reilly” close together without thinking of Charles Nelson Reilly.
And I can’t think of Charles Nelson Reilly without thinking of this awesome song called Serrated Edge by the Dead Milkmen:
http://seizures.subsonic.org/share/YNqRP
It’s only two minutes long, but if you’re afraid of clicking the link – or if it doesn’t work – here’s a sample of the lyrics:
Up on the hilltop where the vultures perch
That’s where I’m gonna build my church
Ain’t gonna be no priest, ain’t gonna be no boss
Just Charles Nelson Reilly nailed to a cross . . .
Warning – it gets a little nasty by 1989 standards.