Sep 23
The year was 1967… it was the summer of love and we sat the whole team around a field and…… I almost remembered something there…. but it’s gone. When we all awoke three days later we had this.
The year was 1967… it was the summer of love and we sat the whole team around a field and…… I almost remembered something there…. but it’s gone. When we all awoke three days later we had this.
September 23rd, 2009 at 9:40 am
Wow, that’s just so totally clever, the title’s in a circle … like a cycle…and kind of like a sun but white and erm, it has the word fire in it…right…
September 23rd, 2009 at 10:24 am
wow…you’re right, thats so cool. its really so subtle i hadn’t noticed…
cycle = circle and fire= sun= round, my god what will those crazy’s down in the cover lab come up with next?
They really didnt put the same effort into the background of the cover:
“hey guys, will we just shine an orange light onto your Warhammer scenery?”
September 23rd, 2009 at 10:34 am
Guys I can’t even get on your same wave length! It’s too deep. Cycle = bicycle wheel = dinosaur = gahahh sorry lost it.
It is terrible. It’s like they’ve given a blob of playdoh to some kids and asked them to create a cover.
To give it brownie points. Book cover, is a photograph of built scenery. Not a bad idea, pity the scenery is awful!
September 23rd, 2009 at 12:14 pm
*inhales deeply*
Dude, that’s just like, totally…deep.
*blows smoke over the cover*
That’s just awesome with the sun.
Hey, is that a rock in the left hand corner? Or is that, like an alien?
September 23rd, 2009 at 1:24 pm
Well I guess that’s the thing. It’s up to your imagination to decide!
It could be an alien or it could be a close up picture of a caburys flake 😉
September 23rd, 2009 at 1:48 pm
don’t let the man tell you want to see dude, open your mind and allow you inner spirit to see all the possibilities of a free world…. is it an alien or a bit of brown goop?..No my friend, it is both and everything..ooooo
September 23rd, 2009 at 3:27 pm
little mi, that’s like really profound man.
You’ve shown me how rigid and ‘normal’ my thinking has been.
Man, I’m forever in your debt. Good karma to you.
*offers everyone another cookie*
September 23rd, 2009 at 3:41 pm
I like your cookies…. they let me see the music….ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
June 30th, 2014 at 4:44 pm
So, like, there’s these two civilizations, you dig? And…they’re like…both dependent on the other. But, here’s the thing, man. To exist, the other has to die. And be reborn. As a pink face, with nothing but a nose and a pair of pursed lips and a bright yellow sunbeam…Hershey’s chockies, whittled into phantasmagoria… Hal…Hal…we’re going to put you in the corner and make you so, so tiny…
July 1st, 2014 at 2:00 am
Brethren and sisteren, I like totally dig the psychedelicious inner mind stuff and all but I think that’s just not the thing here. It’s a lot more basic–there are more subliminal sexy parts coded in here than in an old Joe Camel ad. Boobies on the right, a willy (cleverly half-shadowed) coming up from the mountain top, a bum on the lower right, even a Dali-esque hidden, leering face on the left, saying, like, “hint, hint.” And I think that cleft in the mountain is a vagina. It’s the summer of love all over the place. Or maybe my mind’s been destroyed by all the technical difficulties.
July 25th, 2015 at 9:53 pm
This book is so ashamed of its author it hid him in the blurb.
January 21st, 2017 at 7:40 am
Having met Mr. Clement a couple of times in my youth, I think he was so ashamed by this that he ASKED to be hidden in the blurb.