I loved the 1980s. But then I look at covers like “Zip Zap Rap” and I realize that a lot of the clothing was really horrible. I take comfort in knowing that we will think the same in 10 years of the wide jeans showing three inches of underwear, the pierced navels and the pretty-much-naked fashions for young girls of today.
But that’s not the best “worst” cover. How can anything top the four white junior executives from the 1950s with their album “Let Me Touch Him”???
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