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Friday, 18 May 2018

Take Me To Your Heart

Eurythmics, 1981











Take me to your heart

Time after time
I try to contact you
Time after time
I try to talk to you
But you don't take me to your heart

When I'm alone
I think you're near me
It's good to pretend
That you're with me
Why don't you take me to your heart


 
Anne Francis






Bonus

Love Is a Stranger, Cologne, 1983










Saturday, 12 May 2018

Make It Happen

Playgroup, 2001

Vocals by Kyra

Alex Bertone




Music video directed by Trevor Jackson and Donald Christie




Fernand Khnopff (1858-1921), A Masque




I can spell it in your eyes
I can feel it in my hands
I can taste it in your mouth
I can hear it in my head
Make it happen
Make it happen

I can spell it in your eyes
I can feel it in my hands
I can taste it in your mouth
I can hear it in my head
Make it happen
Make it happen

Cocoa pops in the story
And I'm here all alone
Asked for what I'm missing
Drinking words on the telephone

Cocoa pops in the story
And I'm here all alone
Asked for what I'm missing
Drinking words on the telephone

Make it happen
Make it hard
Make it happen
Make it smooth
Make it happen
Make it real
Make it happen
Make it fast
Make it happen
Make it last
Make it happen
Make it feel
Make it happen
Make it real
Make it happen
Make you feel
Make it happen
Make it happen
Make it happen

Make it happen

I can spell it in your eyes
I can feel it in my hands
I can taste it in your mouth
I can hear it in my head
Make it happen
Make it happen

I can spell it in your eyes
I can feel it in my hands
I can taste it in your mouth
I can hear it in my head
Make it happen
Make it happen

Voices in the city
Slowly killing me
Waiting for your lips to move
Those words of make believe
Make it happen
Make it happen

Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up

Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up

Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up

Move on closer break it up
Move on closer break it up

Make it happen
Make it happen


 

Larissa Hofmann, Anna Schilling & Flo Dron by Greg Kadel for Numéro September 2013




Fernando Siqueira


IDG Photo





She's A Killer

Alien Sex Fiend, 1984

 







Dominique Boschero


Midnight, snakebite got me in the back of my neck
Do you wanna take a ride in my limousine?

Yes, course you do
Bleached blonde hair and big blue eyes
Lives her life on the forty five
Likes you better dead

She's a killer, yes
She's a killer
Likes you better dead than alive
(Oh dear)

Some kids cry and some kids laugh
And if they're really naughty
Give 'em an acid bath, right!
Right!

When she comes round looking for you
Her gun's empty nothing you can do
Thirteen floors high
And the town still alive
Are you?

She's a killer
Likes you better dead than alive, oh.

Some kids cry and some kids laugh (ha ha)
If they're really naughty
Give 'em an acid bath, right!

I see the papers and letters have arrived
Anyway, I wasn't, I wasn't anywhere last night
This is the truth

Someone knocking on the window
Someone's knocking on my door

I'm not normal, I'm not quite right, right!
Can hear bells ringing, must be Sunday
Can see the sun, must be Sunday
Can hear cars, must be Monday
Nothing doing!

When she comes round looking for you
Her gun's empty, there's nothing you can do.

Well I've lived on rice long enough
And I ain't you, no
The sun is shining, it must be Sunday
The bells are ringing for me and my girl

Some kids cry and some kids laugh (ha ha)
If they're really naughty
Give 'em an acid bath, right!

Do you wanna take a ride in my limousine?
Do you wanna take a ride in my limousine?
Do you wanna take a ride in my limousine?
Do you wanna take a ride in my limousine?
Do you wanna take a ride young lady?
Wanna take a ride?
Do you wanna take a ride on the end of this?


Written by Nicholas Wade, David James, Chris Wade and John Freshwater






Lewis and Clark and George (1997)

Thursday, 10 May 2018

Varg Vikernes

<< ill write a brief summary when i get a chance and add it later >>


Varg in 1993ish





















Wednesday, 9 May 2018

Sun Don't Shine


Whoopie Cat, 2016

Beatriz Costa and a little birdie





Jodie Kidd, Givenchy Haute Couture Autumn/Winter 1997

 

 



The bluest of days.
Contrasted by the highest of lows.
We played through your maze,

to watch your walls continue to grow.
We became self aware,
reflective, yet so unprepared.
only ourselves to blame,
we work day and night to build our own cage.

The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh, lord no.
The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh no.

Oh lord, I know just how far you plan to go.
Just to take away the right
of those lost and dying souls.
Well, I don't need anyone telling me things are alright
when I got my own eyes.
I love, I love the way that you sleep as we cry out at night.

The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh, lord, no.
The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh no.

The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh, lord, no.
The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh no.






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