Within a day of expressing my love of the Air Mail letter I was stopped in my tracks, when entering our local supermarket, by this brilliantly executed bit of CD cover art. It really is well done. Ben would be pleased to see that the script has been done for real, even looks like it's been written on the envelope, which is nicely distressed. The postage mark is spot on. As is the unecessary kiss. Even that pompous photo of Phil looks just like a stuck on stamp. Flip the CD over and the back cover is just as good with the track listing typed onto the back of the envelope on an old typewriter (that wasn't you was it Matt?).
It's so good, I almost (please note, I say "almost") bought it.
Just one problem. Can you see what it is?
Unlike David, I won't keep you waiting. You see, to me, Phil Collins is the musical equivalent of Comic Sans; he's rubbish. Mind numbing, middle of the road, dull, dull, dull drivvle. And yet, I almost bought it. I wanted to buy it. I found myself wishing it was someone else's album, anyone else. I couldn't even bring myself to buy it for my wife who has terrible musical taste and for whom I would buy CD's that I secretly would like but are just too uncool.
I have another problem with it. Is it just me or does anyone else have a problem with compilation CDs that feature both new and old material? If Phil's new stuff is any good, why release it along with the same old shite? Doesn't that just smack of desperation, exploitation of his fan base? Isn't one just "a crutch" for the other? Perhaps I'm missing something. Feel free to correct me.
The last thing I'll say on the matter is how it inevitably reminded me of his last attempt to flog a dead horse (see below). Surely, that's a typo on the cover! Surely, surely that "S" is in the wrong place...
Actually, I must add that the intention here is not to offend any fans of the man but just to express my personal opinion. That's all it is.