Thursday, May 05, 2005

Herb Alpert & Other Delights



Last month, Shout! Factory began reissuing several classic albums from Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass, including Whipped Cream & Other Delights. Spending eight weeks at number one in 1965, Whipped Cream became something of a fixture in suburban American households during the Sixties. In the early Nineties, the album was rediscovered by a whole new generation of ironic, hipster-doofus types at garage sales and second hand stores.

Of course, what sets Whipped Cream apart from other Alpert albums of the era is the cover. Safe enough for mom but alluringly provocative, it undoubtedly helped introduce many a teen-age boy to the art of self-release.



Unfortunately, Soul Asylum's brilliant 1990 parody cover, Clam Dip & Other Delights, sullied that aspect of the image forever.



And just who was that cream-coated coquette, anyway? Her name is Dolores Erickson, and you can buy a signed vinyl copy of Whipped Cream from her for $50 (link via Boing Boing).

5 comments:

snax said...

Wow- I still have my parents copy of "Whipped Cream", and my boss (who is a good friend and kindred spirit!) were recently trying to describe Herb Alpert and this album to people who were quite clueless...

chepo said...

that soul asylum cover always made me ill....

she is still hot!

Kim said...

Don't miss the Herb Alpert Whipped Cream & Other Delights Art Car ...

http://www.deuceofclubs.com/whip_it.htm

jennifer said...

My old joke used to be that the two things you could ALWAYS find in a thrift store was Herb Alpert's "Whipped Cream" and a copy of "Be My Guest," the autobiography of Conrad Hilton. It's still true, but the "Whipped Cream" is way more fun to own, trust me!

Kat said...

A marketing vision: "Be My Guest" by PARIS Hilton. "Whipped Cream" cover. Call someone's agent. Let's make money.

What a freaky era: the collision of the sexual revolution and middle america... weird spawn resulted. I've got my parents' copy of a Jackie Gleason Xmas album, with JG and a saucy blonde on the cover. Pervy Santa.

Seen Auto-Focus? With Greg Kinnear as sex-addicted Bob "Colonel Hogan" Crane? I thought it was frighteningly effective in evoking that businessman-on-the-make culture of the late 60s/early 70s.