For those who share Vinyl Connection’s love of cover art, the Album Cover Art Hall of Fame blog is worth a visit. In a recent article film-maker and long-time record collector Eric Christensen shares some of his favourite covers.

One comment caught my eye. It relates to the striking 60s designs of San Francisco artists Kelley and Mouse whose iconic work for the Grateful Dead helped define both the band and the entire West Coast scene. Christensen notes that the ‘skeleton and roses’ image used for posters and their 1971 album was found in a 1913 edition of the Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám. Now, visitors to these pages may recall that the 12th Century Persian poet has appeared in dispatches before.


The version in question is Edward Fitzgerald’s translation, containing drawings by Edmund J. Sullivan. It was a book that held endless fascination for this naive adolescent growing up in the suburban wasteland of early 70s Melbourne. Not least for its place on our family bookshelves. Who knew my stern, straight-laced Methodist-raised Father had a past containing such romantic – even salacious – images?


In those simpler days a curious but socially bemused adolescent had few avenues to investigate the female form and the ink drawings in the Rubáiyát were a whole lot more engaging than the How & Why Wonder Book of The Human Body. Though the snaky hair was worrying.


Of course, adolescent fascination notwithstanding, the illustrations are there to support the text, and much scholarly discourse has occurred on the legitimacy (or otherwise) of Fitzgerald’s version. I like what Peter Avery and John Heath-Stubbs observe in their introduction to the 1979 Penguin edition.

(Fitzgerald’s) work is more in the nature of a fantasia than a translation. It is often very free and occasionally not precisely accurate. But Fitzgerald’s poetic intuition guided him aright in divining the essentially sceptical and unorthodox nature of the Persian poet’s thought.


The Grape that can with Logic absolute

The Two-and-Seventy jarring Sects confute:

The subtle Alchemist that in a Trice

Life’s leaden Metal into Gold transmute


It is the humour, wit and dedication to wine that draws me.

That and the ever-present existential beacon: there is only the ‘now’, only the moment.


Ah, fill the Cup: – what boots it to repeat

How Time is slipping underneath our Feet:

Unborn Tomorrow and Dead yesterday,

Why fret about them if Today be sweet!

 Yet both that callow youth and the 21st Century greybeard would agree that the quatrains are enriched by the vitality of the illustrations.

Edmund J Sullivan (1869 – 1933) was a British artist whose work for magazines soon graduated to book illustrations. Early work included editions of two of Sheridan’s successful plays, School for Scandal and The Rivals. With a style that sometimes evokes a more romantic Aubrey Beardsley, Sullivan was at home with Art Nouveau nudes and the grotesque, sometimes in the same frame.


Back to the Grateful Dead and their 1971 self-titled album.

Kelley and Mouse said the image was ‘based on’ Sullivan’s drawing. In the 21st Century, the word ‘plagiarised’ might flicker accusingly in the skull’s empty eye sockets. You be the judge.


Grateful Dead

The cover art is credited to Kelley, while the poster below is credited to Kelley and Mouse.



The album itself is archetypal Grateful Dead. Recorded live, mostly on the east coast of the USA in April 1971, this self-titled album (not to be confused with the first Grateful Dead album called The Grateful Dead) covers the major Dead bases over four sprawling sides.

You want blues and rock’n’roll? It’s here with ‘Big Railroad Blues’ and ‘Johnny B. Goode’. Fancy some country flavours? ‘Mama Tried’ and the cosmic cowboy lament of a meandering ‘Me and Bobby McGee’ will satisfy your finger-picking needs.

Some strong new songs highlight the Dead’s facility with melody and rhythm: ‘Bertha’ opens the show with drive and energy, ‘Playing in the Band’ rollicks along and ‘Wharf Rat’ has a keening loneliness that evokes a grey, rain-swept quay. There’s another loose category that, for the sake of brevity, we’ll call Standard-song-with-dodgy-vocals-lots-of-choruses-and-space-for-pleasantly-noodling-Garcia-solos. ‘Not Fade Away/Goin’ Down the Road Feeling Bad’ generously fits this particular bill.

The final frontier is space, so cue up ‘The Other One’, a wandering side-long trip that begins with a daunting 5 minute drum solo before the rolling thunder breaks through the stratosphere and staggers off into the cosmos. It’s OK but no ‘Dark Star’.


Grateful Dead Grateful Dead was very successful at the time (earning their first gold record) and how it plays now probably depends on whether you are already in the clan or not. If you’re a Deadhead –the original album included the first ever reference to this loose but enduring tribe – then you already know and love this album.

If not, I wouldn’t start here. For my money it’s a bit unfocused and ‘of its time’. That might be like criticising a lava lamp for having sea-sick bubbles, but there you go.

The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves on [LI]

Perhaps this is the loss, this the sadness: a flower raised in a heady, long-gone atmosphere of patchouli and dope smoke cannot, ever, bloom again.


Oh, come with Old Khayyám, and leave the Wise

To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies;

One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies;

The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.



Grateful Dead “Grateful Dead” [WB 1971]

Alfred Drake “The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayam” [Caedmon 1954]

“Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám” Rendered into English verse by Edward Fitzgerald with Drawings by Edmund J. Sullivan [Illustrated Editions Company, New York]

“The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám” Translated by Peter Avery and John Heath-Stubbs [Penguin Classics, 1979]





  1. ‘Luxury!’

    Down the road in the cardboard box we called home we made do with an un-illustrated version of the Rubáiyát and considered ourselves to be princes among men.

    ‘And you try and tell the young people of today that ….. they won’t believe you’.


    1. Well, poor deprived coz, come to the board forthwith and feast your eyes upon the gloriously romantic fantasies of Edmund J Sullivan, prince amongst illustrators.


  2. Wow – great post! Really interesting, and that last sentence is amazing! Your writing just gets better and better. And this post reminded me of the Aubrey Beardsley book I borrowed from the library as a teenager. Over and over. Ha!


    1. Ah yes, Beadsley. He of the troubled relationship with Oscar Wilde and the adults only illustrations for Lysistrata. You are on the money: there is a strong visual correlation – though I generally find Beardsley darker, nastier, more cruel. Which fits a certain mood, of course.


  3. Interesting that our parents found the Rubáiyát interesting. (Maybe that does not bear too much thinking about). The quatrains still make for engaging reading today and I enjoyed the way you wove your story. I agree that Edmund J Sullivan was a prince among illustrators.


  4. Wow. Omar Khayyam and the Dead; despite loving the artwork I’m afraid there can only be one Omar-shaped winner for me. Also agree re. Beardsley’s crueller, emptier take on art – the Sullivan drawings are far more romantic and engaging. But you don’t want to get me started on gothic / romantic literature/art*.

    Great post Bruce.

    *that’s not a figure of speech, you really don’t!


    1. Thanks Joe. Bit of a closet gothic guy, eh?


      1. More casket than closet, really.


        1. I have noticed that you only post and comment during the night-time hours. Not fond of daylight, eh?


          1. Ha, no its the only time when my house is quiet enough for me to write about and listen to heavy metal and hardcore, hmmm ..


  5. The Prudent Groove · · Reply

    An anti-Deadhead in my youth (funk cloud, arrogant hippies parading to anyone who would listen that dropping out of the University of Wisconsin, Madison was much more logical and socially conscious than getting a proper education used to drive me to drink… the bottle has yet to leave my shaky hand), but as a fellow fan of the bells and whistles of a great album cover, it may finally be time to give the Dead their due diligence.


    1. Yeah, I wasn’t that big on them when I was younger either. Funnily enough, the album that turned me around was the 1990 live triple, “Without a Net”. Beautifully recorded, it has Branford Marsarlis on sax on one song.


  6. […] be eclipsed, no matter how many decades pass. Though we would do well to remember the warning of Omar Kyham who reminds us that although art and earth may endure, for humans, all things must […]


  7. […] The quatrains are from a Vinyl Connection wellspring: the Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (see […]


  8. jeremy epstein · · Reply

    The Edmund J. Sullivan illustration was also used on this album’s cover. I don’t know whether Angel Records art director Marvin Schwartz or Stanley Mouse got there first:

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    1. Nice get! The circumstantial evidence is that the San Franciscans breasted the tape a year or two earlier, but we could call it a Dead heat I suppose.


  9. […] I won’t bang on about the album here, but simply invite a visit to Omar And The Dead. (Feel free to comment, too!). [Released October […]


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