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Make-Your-Own-Album Meme

I have to agree with Auguste, this is perhaps the best time waster ever. I won’t say how long I spent playing with it last night after everyone went to bed. It was time I probably should have spent sleeping. But it was the most undirected, unfocused time—time that’s not dedicated to doing what someone else needs or wants me to do—that I’ve had in a couple of months.

The rules are:

Here’s what you do: The article you get when you click this link is your band title.

The last four words of the last quote on this page is your album title (you will probably need to reload the page if you do more than one, if you’re like me.)

And the third picture, the upper right hand, will be your cover photo.

I’m adding a rule that you have to square off whatever picture you get, so that it’s a realistic album cover.

I did several of these last night, and these are the best of what I ended up with.


Not bad for a first try. The image and album title came together to make an interesting combination.


Again, I got lucky with the pic. I’m not sure what Canadian Vickers Vedette even is, but it’s as good a band name as any.


About this point, I started wondering what the title track would sound like. Again, cool band name.


I think this is my favorite one, in all three categories. Great band name, great photo, and great album title. Actually, it kind of reminded me of the covers The Smiths—probably my favorite band from my college days— use to do. Except I didn’t do the duotone effect.


Again, I wondered what the title track would sound like. A ballad? A dance track? Maybe the band is actually a rap act.


By the time this one came up, I think I was getting tired. Or maybe Dylan woke up and needed a bottle. Maybe both.

Truth is, I always fantasized about being in a band when I was in high school and college. But the only instrument I played was my voice (still is), which wasn’t suited to the kind of music the bands at my high school and, later, in Athens, GA, played.

I arrived in Athens—also known as “the Liverpool of the South,” thanks to having spawned REM and The B-52s. In fact, I arrived in Athens the fall after REM’s “Document” was released. After that, it seemed almost like being in a band was a graduation requirement or something.

I heard several bands play, some good and some bad, and I always wondered when they’d finally run out of band names. I thought it had happened when I heard a band called “Big Wall of Shit.” But, thanks to this meme, it appears there will never be a shortage of band names.