Exploded view of Second Hand Roses' new album.

Wang Xiaofeng, who took apart and labeled the contents of the record (image at left), mused on his blog about industry trends toward hefty CD packages:

I don't know what China's recording sector thinks it's doing these days - the albums I've seen, at any rate, apart from the CD itself, which hasn't really changed, have packaging all decked out so that I haven't seen two records packaged in the same way. Let our enjoyment of philosophy be just that - there's no need to personally prove the philosophical principle that "there are no two identical leaves in the entire world." China today has no two records whose packaging scheme is identical. I'd guess that if things continue like this, there'll come a day when they'll make the CD into a triangle or a star.

This frustrates me. My record shelf was made to order several years ago, and to fit more records into space available at work, I designed it to fit international standard CD packages. But today's domestic AV houses are after uniqueness - some make their stuff as big as a book, while others go as big as a magazine. The most inflated was Zhou Bichang's record, even bigger than a magazine - stick a handle on it and you could sell it as a fan. After I picked it up, I tossed it out without a second thought, since I had no idea where to put it if I kept it, and my house already has air conditioning. Who knows what this gang of recording sector morons are up to all day - though in this respect, they're quite similar to our electronics manufacturers, forever working on external appearances: the small-size air conditioners are always the imported ones, the multi-chip DVD players are always the international ones, mobile phone technology is always from outside the country. We are always producing pretty, new shells. I suspect that the people in this gang were originally sex researchers looking into the "seventy-two sexual positions". China's shell technology is far, far beyond its "core" technology (“核”技术), and messes with people all day. I find that this is similar in one respect to China's literary field - some novels are really just exceedingly simple fuck pieces, but they're written up into thick stories of chaste emotions. And simple record packaging gets redone into something as complicated as internal organs. Today the emphasis is on "economical but not simple", but they're going against the tide. Use those smarts to do something good, why don't you?

Opening up the Second Hand Roses album today was an unforgettable journey comparable to The Adventures of Tom Sawyer or The Wonderful Adventures of Nils. At first, to remove the album, I clawed at it forever but couldn't get it out. Then I discovered that a simple poke in the rear end would do it, with the result that once I gave it a poke, a whole pile of stuff came clattering out. Stuff like stickers, album promo cards, website promo cards, and before I realized what was happening, two discs also dropped out, closely followed by the plastic CD shell that fell to the floor...completely scattered, no two pieces remained together. Like a radio repairman, I began examining how to put it back togehter. After picking it up and looking them over for a while, I discovered that it was actually pretty high-tech - the plastic tab to hold the center of the disc was detachable from the plastic shell - but the idiot inventor never thought of the strange effect this invention would produce in a brutal packing and shipping environment with Chinese characteristics. It took me forever before I got it lined up correctly to attach - even harder than when we shot down the American plane back in the day. After the ordeal of putting it together, I discovered that the plastic shell could be removed from the box. Looking carefully, I found that they'd only used a dab of glue - with a bit of effort, you could peel it off. Who knows what manufacturer they got that junk glue from.

It's a good thing, too, since the free gifts included with this book are rather disappointing: a deck of cards, a cork-lined drink coaster, a password for some QQ service, a bookmark, and a calendar for the month of April, 2007. The 12 books in this series each match a zodiac sign; this one, Forecast for a one-way love trip, stars the "Prince of Cancer". Anyone who collects all 12 (total cost: 420 RMB) can turn in their bookmarks for a special 2007 wall calendar.

Does the gimmick work? At 28 yuan per, they're just a bit more expensive than their cardboard-boxed competitors, and the newsstand clerk advised me that all of the titles she carries sell fairly well. And, unlike certain metal-tinned German techno dub CDs, these books won't be destroyed by their packaging.