“It’s a gatefold,” the vendor told me as I handed him one of the records I was about to purchase. 

I hadn’t thought to pull the 12” single out of the plastic sleeve. It was too hot in the early afternoon on Sunday— over 90 degrees according to my phone— and I was ready to wilt and, maybe, overly concerned about dripping sweat on Italo disco and city pop vinyl in front of me. Before opening the gatefold, though, I could tell you that the cover for Xalan “I Only Move For Money/Solo Me Muevo Por Dinero” was a masterpiece of sleeve art that could put even Lime’s covers to shame. The cover model is an ‘80s hunk of a man with sweat glistening on his muscular arms and a twinkle in his eye, A woman’s hands are wrapped around him. Her pink nails tear through his hairy chest to reveal a rainbow array of wires.