The industrious work of the Toot’s prog rock auxiliaries has revealed the following masterpieces of musical packaging:

Gert Jonnys, eat your hearts out:

And, in what might be the ultimate commentary on the genre:

See also: here, here, here, here, here.  I tried to decrease the overall Swedishness of this selection by including some horrible Glenn Danzig covers, but that would just open up whole new vistas of Swedish nonsense that are best left unexplored.  So, instead, here’s Glenn Danzig deservedly knocked on his ass:

And here’s Jim Rome, receiving a partial shipment of same:

Good times.