Hellhole Ratrace
I work to eat and drink and sleep just to live,
feels like I’m never getting back what I give
I’ve got a sad song in my sweet heart
and all I really ever need is some love and attention
I don’t want to cry my whole life through,
I want to do some laughing too
So come on, come on, come on, come on, laugh with me
and I don’t want to die without shaking up a leg or two,
yeah, I want to do some dancing too
So come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me
Anyone who can’t relate to Girls’ lyrics hasn’t start living yet. It was nice to see a Girls’ show yesterday even though it wasn’t as great as in October. Intimate songs shouldn’t be placed on a big stage.
Found!
My recharger has been found back. Thanks to my mum otherwise it would have taken me another month to find it back. Tomorrow (which is actually today) I’m off to Ghent and I will annoy everyone by shoving my camera into everyone’s face again. It’s been too long. Hopefully we’ll still have snow tomorrow. Sadly no Paris trip, but there should be a one day trip to Lille this Thursday. Not as spectacular, but I’ll has to do.
I recently went to the Kringloop Winkel (thrift store) and I bought some old records. I had my eye on one of them for a while. Not because of the music (Barbara Streisand – enough said) but because of the words written on the sleeve. I might start a series of notes I find on this blog too. Similar to this indeed.
I’m also going to buy myself an image scanner for my birthday. I’ve got my eye set on a Canon LIDE 200, if someone has any experience with it or a better recommendation: I’m all ears.
So that’s what they call it
Today I received what must be the weirdest proposition so far.
I wanted to have a long-lie in but I had to go shopping. Yes, ‘had to’. Sometimes I have to do it to remind myself to which gender I belong. After the chores I met up with Rob to go see the house in Antwerp where we will organize cultural and social activities soon. Can’t wait to start hosting art exhibitions. The minute I get my key I’ll take some pictures in the house because it’s an architectural gem.
When I was walking back I passed a couple walking hand in hand, enjoying the autumn sun. Nothing out of the ordinary, until I heard somebody running after me. It was the woman. I expected her to give me back something I might have lost, but instead she stopped me to ask whether I liked to travel. And before I knew it, they asked me to join them on their sailing trip.
Sailing you say.
Right…
I thought these things only happened in Sex & the City episodes. Samantha would have said yes, but you won’t see my newly bought bras lying on the deck.
I don’t have a clue
I just don’t know what to do with myself
Don’t know just what to do with myself
I just don’t know what to do with my time
I’m so lonesome for you it’s a crime
Going to the movie only makes me sad
Parties make me feel as bad
I just don’t know what to do with myself
I just don’t know what to do with myself
- Dusty Springfield
I honestly don’t know. So tomorrow I’m going to party as if we never met.
Roll away your stone
I haven’t put up many pictures lately because I can’t store anything on my computer anymore, I lost my USB stick and my external hard disk is a piece of unreliable shit.
A couple of days ago it sunk in that I might have been photographing for almost a year now. When I sat down to think about it I happily corrected myself that’s only been 6 months. I could take another breath of air. I have been looking at the works of too many brilliant photographers lately and it made me wonder why my pictures look like that in my head but are never that brilliant in real life. Fair enough, I couldn’t photoshop to save my life and all the courses are so packed that I couldn’t attend one even if I shot the first two rows. But surely that can’t be it? It seems like they’re hiding some secrets from me. But I’ve got another six months to steal those secrets and pretend that I’m talented.
It also doesn’t help that I can count the people that are willing to pose for the camera on one hand. And even then I’m wary not to push it too far. I need to get to know more people who are more openly vain. Anyone?
Oh my dear
There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit
and the vermin of the world inhabit it
and it’s morals aren’t worth what a pig could spit
and it goes by the name of London
- Sweeney Todd
Eat your cake too
If you want
Money in your pocket
A top hat on your head
A hot meal on your table
And a blanket on your bed
Come to New York City
All our dreams come true
- Cat Power
Go and leave me alone
Leave me alone
Fallen angels over the phone
The bottle’s nearly empty
By the end of the show
You said you wouldn’t leave me
But you left me alone
And now I sit here waiting for you, babe
- Amazing Baby
What a shitty day
And if you love a Thursday, she’s gonna break your heart so
I’m in love with Saturday’s child,
Every time you hold her close you’ll see,
You can feel the thrill it’s gonna be,
Now the future has a guarantee
making sure that Saturday’s child is mine
- The Monkees
Fatalist Palmistry
I sleep on my back cause it’s good for the spine and coffin rehersal I know a psychic who reads her own palms and her findings are personal she keeps her fists shut tight and she sleeps on her side, well… maybe she knows something I don’t know. - Why?Forever in search of the alternative of love
Maybe this time I could stay
And let myself get carried away
Maybe she will understand
And not expect too much from one man
Maybe she can or maybe she can’t
Maybe I’m just damaged goods
And, baby, you’re a babe in the woods
And me, I’m just a little lost lamb
But you love me wherever I am
And maybe I’ve been caught red handed
Making off like a lucky bandit
And now I walk this planet
Forever it’s a joke, the alternative to love
- Brendan Benson
There’s nothing that you can do
Penniless & tired with your hair grown long
I was looking at you there and your face looked wrong
memory is a fickle siren’s song
In the gentle light as the morning nears
You don’t say a single word of the last two years
Where you were or when you reached the frontier
See you rugged hands and a silver knife
Twenty dollars in your hand that you hold so tight
All the evidence of your vagrant life
My brother you were gone
- Robin Pecknold
Lowlife
I can’t stand this compromise
Going down slow I’m hypnotised
Just can’t shake this messed up scene
Doing it good on a 3D screen
Help me please cause I don’t know
Just no way to save my soul
- Jesus and Mary Chain
Homo Universalis
Words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me
- The Beatles
Kitty, kitty
Hello, hello, kitty happy in New York City
Amity walking like a lucky charm
I’m a neon sign and I stay open all the time
So let’s go, go go go
Is there life on Earth?
It’s a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling “No”
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she’s hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
‘Cause she’s lived it ten times or more
- David Bowie
Our hearts sweat
Your heart is cold as ice girl
I should know I've been to the north pole Your soul is black as death girl I should know I have crossed the threshold Your style is such a mess girl I should know I used to date a stylist Still my heart sweats XOXOX XOX Some hearts bleed Our hearts sweat - Japandroids, Heart Sweats
It is impossible to travel faster than the speed of light,
and certainly not desirable,
as one’s hat keeps blowing off.
- Woody Allen
You don’t stop laughing because you grow old.
You grow old because you stop laughing.
- Michael Pritchard
Vintage young love
Won’t you let me walk you home from school?
Won’t you let me meet you at the pool?
Maybe Friday I can get tickets for the dance
And I’ll take you
Won’t you tell your dad get off my back?
Tell him what we said ’bout “paint it black”
Rock and roll is here to stay
Come inside now it’s ok
And I’ll shake you
Won’t you tell me what you’re thinking of?
Would you be an outlaw for my love?
If it’s so then let me know
If it’s no then I can go
And I won’t make you
- Elliott Smith (originally by Big Star)
What a girl wants, what a girl needs
With one voice we declared that the ideal man tolerates our singstar voices, writes love notes without spelling or grammar mistakes, appreciates ‘Dokters & Dochters’, has a lovely English accent and has master mixtape skills. But he also…
According to Gerlin... wears glasses, sings along with the Calling, can handle excessive sneezing, doesn't watch sports on television, has the ability to understand rapid talking, accepts excessive fries eating aswell as being a picky eater, moved/will move away from the place where he was born, is either skinny or chubby but never muscular, is not too masculin
According to me... hits the drums, likes to walk barefoot, does NOT impersonate Elvis, is brave enough to put the spiders outside, doesn't mind installing a trampoline in the living room, wears lumberjack shirts and t-shirts I can use as a pyjama, is not a cycle racing tourist or an opera singer, would only buy rings from bubble gum machines, doesn't mind being used for piggy-back rides
But no one knew
This tiny body is see-through.
I caught it swimming inside of you.
It might be trying to haunt you.
It’s barely there and it’s lighter than air.
But no one knows.
But no one knows.
Goes to sleep right beside you.
- Chad Vangaalen
Headlock
“Oh you got me in a right state,
You got me messin up all my moves.
Oh you got me in a right state,
You got me living like a desperate youth“
- Esser
