viernes, 17 de abril de 2009

DEEP WET DREAMS



Underwater fantasies.
The emulated reflection of a time being.
The real battle of you by yourself.
Mirrored unreality.

Underwater battle ground
The two of you.
The beauty of the clash.
In your eyes a sea of despair.

The playground of the deep.
Head in the light,
Heart in the dark.
How deep can we go?


jueves, 16 de abril de 2009

FOOLS RUSH IN



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"Fools rush in
Where angels fear to tread
And so I come to you my love
My heart above my head

Though I see
The danger there
If there's a chance for me
Then I don't care

Fools rush in
Where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know

When we met
I felt my life begin
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in"

Lyrics from the song "Fools rush in", sung by Vincent Gallo Sr.

miércoles, 15 de abril de 2009

DOGMATIC NONSENSE

martes, 14 de abril de 2009

THE FALLING STARS



"Suppose I happen to know a unique flower, one that exists nowhere in the world except on my planet, one that a little sheep can wipe out in a single bite one morning, just like that, even without realizing what he's doing - that isn't important?

If someone loves a flower of which just one example exists among all the millions and millions of stars, that's enough to make him happy when he looks at the stars. He tells himself, 'My flower's up there somewhere...'

But if the sheep eats the flower, then for him it's as if, suddenly, all the stars went out. And that isn't important?"

Taken from The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint Exupery

domingo, 12 de abril de 2009

THE LOVE BELOW



"You had the tango too much

you say you'll keep in touch

back home in your rolls royce

you smile and think of the boys

all of sudden your sight obscures

and your memories drift the air

and you finally feel secure

you're another star up there

a star up there."

Lyrics from the Song "Masterpiece" by Gazebo

sábado, 11 de abril de 2009

SATURDAY MORNING RECAP

viernes, 10 de abril de 2009

HOME IS WHERE THE ART IS




The Pride and Joy of Redrose's last hometown.
The Beauty and The Beast
at their most colourful peak.
Head to Head, Red to Black.
Soft to violent, Glamourous to Dirty.
Exciting, rough, arousing, unrealistically cynical.
Fashion absurdities, artificiality made Art.
Some unpleasant hometowners say:
Art is everywhere.
Jeff and Redrose say bullshit also is.