By Mike Sain't Louis ·
Bob Marley, a Polaroid from behind
A yellowed Polaroid, with a worn white border. That's how simple the cover of Bob Marley is, and I like it precisely for that.
In the photo there's a guy seen from behind, with dreadlocks and a light T-shirt with trim on the sleeves, looking at a wall painted in two bands, cream above and green below, separated by a yellow line. On the wall, the title is written as if by hand, in marker-pen strokes, like graffiti done in a hurry.
You can't see his face. That decision seems important to me: the song carries the name of a music legend, someone enormous, and the image doesn't try to imitate or portray him. It only suggests. Colours that recall another era, the pose of someone waiting for something or remembering something, and the texture of a photo that seems to have been found in a drawer.
The title only needs to name him for something to start playing in your head. What this song tells, I'd rather you discover by listening. I'd put it on on a quiet afternoon, with the window open.