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Wednesday 30 August 2017

Day of the Lords

Joy Division

From Unknown Pleasures, 1979



(photos by Steven Meisel)







This is the room, the start of it all,
No portrait so fine, only sheets on the wall,
I've seen the nights, filled with bloodsport and pain,
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained.

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?

These are your friends from childhood, through youth,
Who goaded you on, demanded more proof,
Withdrawal pain is hard, it can do you right in,
So distorted and thin, distorted and thin.

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?

This is the car at the edge of the road,
There's nothing disturbed, all the windows are closed,
I guess you were right, when we talked in the heat,
There's no room for the weak, no room for the weak.

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?

This is the room, the start of it all,
Through childhood, through youth, I remember it all,
Oh, I've seen the nights filled with bloodsport and pain,
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained.

Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?









Thursday 17 August 2017

To Our Best Friend

Danger Man

Series 3 Episode 1

WRITTEN BY:
Ralph Smart
DIRECTED BY:
Patrick McGoohan
FIRST BROADCAST:
09/12/1965




I think the American run of the series, titled Secret Agent, switched this and 'Say It With Flowers' round. Hence the confusion...







Recommended
 

Monday 14 August 2017

Day Of Anger

Directed and co-written by Tonino Valerii, 1967

A poor street cleaner is relentlessly bullied by the people of a small western township, but things change when a ruthless gunfighter named Frank Talby (Lee Van Cleef) rides into the town seeking his share of a heist after he is forced to shoot his old partner and accepts him as a pupil.








 

Sunday 13 August 2017

You know I love you. Always have and always will



Sour Times


Portishead
 
Trip hop from their second album Dummy (1994)





Trap of silk by Ninia vudu


To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Courtesies that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now

'Cause nobody loves me
It's true
Not like you do

Covered by the blind belief
That fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows, no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride, take a shot now

'Cause nobody loves me
It's true
Not like you do

Who am I, what and why?
'Cause all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Oh these sour times

'Cause nobody loves me
It's true
Not like you do

After time the bitter taste
Of innocence, decent or race
Scattered seeds, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide...

'Cause nobody loves me
It's true
Not like you do

'Cause nobody loves me
It's true
Not like you
Nobody loves.. me
It's true
Not, like, you...do





The suicide of his expatriate uncle (John Gielgud) draws Englishman and poet Dennis Barlow (Robert Morse) into California's booming funeral industry. Dennis falls for spiritual funeral home stylist Aimee (Anjanette Comer), whose boss, Mr. Joyboy (Rod Steiger), also has designs on her.

The Loved One: a 1965 black and white comedy film about the funeral business in Los Angeles.




When a Man Loves Directed by Alan Crosland, 1927

A nobleman studying for the priesthood abandons his vocation in 18th Century France when he falls in love with a beautiful, but reluctant, courtesan.




The Gift From Space

(1966)

Namegon arrives in Ultra Q











Sleep to Dream

Fiona Apple

From the album Tidal, 1996




   



I tell you how I feel but you don't care
I say tell me the truth but you don't dare
You say love is a hell you cannot bear
And I say give me mine back and go there
For all I care

I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
You got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem
This mind this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
So don't forget what I told you don't come around I got my own hell to raise

I have never been so insulted in all my life
I could swallow the seas to wash down all this pride
First you run like a fool just to be at my side
And now you run like a fool but you just run to hide
I can't abide

I got my feet on the ground

Don't make it a big deal don't be so sensitive
We're not playing a game anymore you don't have to be defensive

Don't you plead me your case don't bother to explain
Don't even show me your face 'cause it's a crying shame
Just go back to the rock from under which you came
Take the sorrows you gave and all the stakes you claim
And don't forget to blame

I got my feet on the ground

I got my feet on the ground