I imagine...

...that dachshund is about to die.

Awesome squirt!

Very...illusory.

OK. So it's... NOT... a picture of lawn chairs?

"obviously" I'm missing something.

No trumpet player on the record...

Does that ruin the cover concept?

Cheezy 1950s paperback book.

Ah, crap...

Bud's playing that folk'n flute again. Give it a folk'n rest.

Welcome to My Sexxxy Love Nest

Why yes, the picture I sent you over the internet was a little old, why do you ask? Something to drink?

Leprechauns?

The DT's is more like it.

"Oooh! Now bugs are crawling out of the walls."

On second thought... she might be right. [Shiver] Looks like the leprechauns are upon Gerry Mulligan too.

We're a couple of love machines

primed, loaded and ready to pick up the chicks.

Might as well use this clip-art...

...on the Italian restaurant menu.

I've seen that cover design somewhere else before...

Now I remember. It's cocktail time Captain Stubing.

Can you dig this?

Wicked jazzy, dude.

Dorothy Ashby plays for...

...empty grey landscapes...

...and "beautiful" people.

Reaching for the "On" Button

"Take me in your arms...."

... the ghostly voice of the alligator said.

There's the pun...

Pure cheese...

Guys AND Dolls Like Vibes?

I knew the dolls did... but not the guys. Perhaps someone could enlighten me ;)

Blood Flood

An omen. Their relationship was doomed...

The original and the re-issue...

Definitely an improvement...

Blob Jazz

Those letters are wearing bellbottoms.

one couple's typographic nightmare

Can't see Emil's hand but James is all about display.

Get a room guys!

toilet wall

Looks like Doug took this photo IN the john ....

The agony of arthritis...

What kind of crap it this!

This can't be Eddie Higgins. Where's the weird girl? Where's the inexplicable metaphor?

My Big Band Quit

I've Got The Big Band Blues

Back door Shanking...

What's on their IPods?

Bluesy mainstream Jazz from the 1950s of course...

Clown Barf and Fiddle-titty

You know what makes this cover crappy?

This guy REALLY doesn't get how to do a Sudoku. Stick to the music Hank.

Actually...

...its Al Hirt.

Boredom in the back yard.

The story of a hooker

she earned her cash the hard way, one nichols at a time.

Its a terrible situation...

...but they seem to have no fear.

[Russian reissue of 1930s British dance band]

Apparently...

there's an album out there of Bud Shank blowing Country Bob Cooper.

Now, I'm not sure who this "Country Bob" is, but I'm impressed he can keep it up for an entire album.

In preferring to attack a Trad Jazz musician...

...these parasites show a high degree of specialization.

Beam me up Scotty...

Pat Boone wants to audition for me.

Bass Ball!

I am your host Dieter...

Do you now wish to kiss my monkey?

Waiter, these fries taste like crap...

Jazz Colonoscopy

Hmmm. I really don't like the look of those polyps. But I'm sure they sound great.

A Visit to the Candy Store

Somehow the reissue only required one picture...

and one color.