Sensitive

Mick Karn

From the album Titles, 1982

Your voice, your face, your hair is everywhere
Today my dreams turned into nightmares
In time, I hate to say it, gentlemen
There'll be nothing wonderful here
There'll be nothing left to fear

All the people see me as a fool
All the people say that it's because of you
All the people like to think they care
If you'd shake their hands and stab them
Maybe they'd become sensitive

Now my life I've spent inside this jealousy
It seemed so easy
I could have your beauty for free
When time decides to take this pain away
We'll find our freedom again
We're still gentlemen

All the people see me as a fool
All the people say that it's because of you
All the people like to think they care
If you'd shake their hands and stab them
Maybe they'd become sensitive

Written by Roberto Carlos, Erasmo Carlos and Mick Karn

© EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Mick Karn, Lancaster University, 1981

Trust Me

 

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Interview, 1983

Some Kind of Fool

By David Sylvian

Remixed by David Sylvian and Dave Kent from Japan's Gentlemen Take Polaroids sessions recording 1980, completed in 2000

Maybe I'm wrong
I should just keep moving on...
I suppose.
But I'll see it through
Just like some kind of fool.

You say you care
That this kind of life
Leads nowhere.
Still, I guess, I'll see it through
Just like some kind of fool

The rules of the game
We constantly play
Can be cruel.
If nothing else remains
I've promised to stay
And I do.

Crying again, you say these words
Are just sentimental things,
But I'll stay with you
Just like some kind of fool.

All the things we say,
Apportioning blame are untrue
And nothing else remains,
I've promised to stay
And I do,
And I do…like some kind of fool.

The rules of the game
We so often play
Can be cruel.
If nothing else remains
I've promised to stay
And I do,
And I do…like some kind of fool

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David Sylvian sleepyard photo by Steve Jansen

Ride

By David Sylvian, 2000

A rarity that only appears on the compilation double album Everything and Nothing (it was originally destined for Secrets of the Beehive)

messages ran all over town
words without sound
condemned me
and left me for dead
all over again
it wasn’t the first time, but this time
things will never be the same

ride, ride the very thought into the ground
in the church of the lost and found
the angels cry
ride, ride until the darkness closes in
until the ravaged soul begins
to reflect the open skies, ride

the chapel was burned
razed to the ground
from the darkest of clouds
small birds tumbled like rain
time and again
you may go charging at windmills
in these days
absurdities never change

ride, ride the very thought into the ground
in the church of the lost and found
the angels cry
ride, ride until the darkness closes in
until the ravaged soul begins
to reflect the open skies, ride

in the thick of the woods
the word is taboo
in the darkest of continents
light can deceive you

ride, saddle up your thoughts and run to ground
in this world of lost and found
the eagles fly, ride

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Ida Lupino - Through The Lens

1998 Documentary

Biography of the great Ida Lupino, 1918-1995, narrated by Peter Graves

Featuring interviews with Roddy McDowall, Gena Rowlands, Bridget Duff and other friends and family

Moontide

Directed by Archie Mayo, 1942

Fritz Lang began directing this film. The script was about a debauched sailor who meets a prostitute, shacks up with her, and she ends up being raped and murdered by his friend. It's dark and bleak. Lang left soon and was replaced by Archie Mayo (though his visual style clearly remains). Then the censors and the league of decency stepped in, and the studio cut and rewrote the whole thing, turning it into a love story! (Ali N).

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Moontide (1942)

Wonderful World

David Sylvian

From the album Snow Borne Sorrow, 2005

It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky in the space where you live

It's a day full of dreams
It's a dream of the day
And the joy that it brings nearly sweeps her away

It's a wonderful world
As the buildings fall down
And you quicken your step 'til your feet leave the ground

And you're soaring above
All the sorrow below
And your falling in love with those you don't know

And your heart feels so wide
And your heart feels so strong
It was never a place that you felt you belonged

It's a wonderful world
Full of wonderful things
And the people fall down and abandon their dreams

I hear him
He's talking out loud
Sometimes he whistles while walking

How could he know any better
I weep for him
I weep for him now

It's a wonderful world
It's a real crying shame
Cause she's hurting herself in a violent way

And there's people she knows
That won't even try
And their trapped in their lives feeling terrified

And it's in times like these
That you promised to call
But the scale of our love is diminished and small

It's a wonderful world
And she doesn't know why
She wakes up each day and continues to cry

He's sleeping his troubles away
He's finding it too hard to bear

I'm with him every step of the way
I weep for him
I weep for him now

It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky in the space where you live

Written by David Sylvian and Steven Jansen

David Sylvian and Steve Jansen in the 80s

Japan - Photo by Fin Costello, 1982

Kill Or Be Killed

Directed by Tanio Boccia, 1966

Bonus

The Dirty Outlaws aka The Desperado

 Directed by Franco Rossetti, 1967