IsaidDon't

i think of myself as a killer
i think of myself as a gun
i think of myself as a killer
i think of myself as a gun

i said don't

i said don't

i think of myself as a killer
i think of myself as a gun
i think of myself as a killer
i think of myself as a gun

i said don't

i said don't

i said walk i said come
i said walk i said come
i said come i said come
then i was gone

she was absorbed by the couch

i was fighting demons
gargoyles, gold prospectors
finally thrown into a corner
then wandering the San Rafael gloom
and she was
absorbed by the couch
so tall
absorbed by the couch
so sad
we fell, slipped
i continued a battle
awoke with the same scream
and only half of her body
she was absorbed by the couch
now i'm trying to decide
should i choose sides?
should i let go?
i'm fighting demons
i'm finding them so close
i'm fighting demons
she was absorbed
and i'm lost

The turning of the way

should be invited to the opening of a bridge
i stayed in bed the whole day
i have friends working for me in outer space
it's what i mean
it's what i was supposed to say
with the turning of the way

Los Llamarada - A chance to become transparent (live KDVS)

Otro vid, de nuevo en base a los Prelinger Archives. Air strikes, the end days, y una aparición especial de Vera Stough, la chica que cuasi estelarizó el video de The Blanket Escape. Audio de nuestra tocada en la estación de radio KDVS en Davis, California.

En el peor, casi las 11

Me enviabas un papel con letras derretidas. Algún lugar de fantasmas que imitaban tu ropa. Yo recorría un camino de lodo tras haber perdido mis zapatos. Waiting for it all to begin.

Los Llamarada - The Blanket Escape

Un vid para la canción, empleando imágenes disponibles en los Prelinger Archives.

Yes I believe it's time for us to quit

Hoy soñé que estaba en el patio de la casa, viendo soñoliento la caída de la noche. Un par de puntos azules se acercan para ser ovnis constelación: una trama de alambre y luciérnaga. Grito al interior de la casa, para que salgan a presenciar la llegada, al abrir la boca se han convertido en helicópteros.

Bowie meets Dylan

En una entrevista con Cameron Crowe en el 78.

"BOWIE: I saw Dylan in New York seven, eight months ago. We don't have a lot to talk about. We're not great friends. Actually, I think he hates me.

PLAYBOY: Under what circumstances did you meet?

BOWIE: Very bad ones. We went back to somebody's house after some gig at a club. We had all gone to see someone, I can't remember who, and Dylan was there. I was in a very, sort of . . . verbose frame of mind. And I just talked at him for hours and hours and hours, and whether I amused him or scared him or repulsed him, I really don't know. I didn't wait for any answers. I just went on and on about everything. And then I said good night. He never phoned me.

PLAYBOY: Did he impress you?

BOWIE: Not really. I'd just like to know what the young chap thought of me. I was quite convinced that what I had to say was important, which I seem to feel all the time."

Jajajaja.

Graham Fellows: Jilted John / John Shuttleworth

Graham Fellows y dos de sus personajes. Aquí Jilted John, en plena era punk.

Y décadas después, como John Shuttleworth y su teclado Yamaha.

the monterrey sea

safe in it
you'll never know
i'm only dreaming
a movement, space
the distance to the floor
we get there
and start again
just the three of us
and start again
but as for me
i'm just the shining sea

we would have such fun, steel storms
all the books we we should read, glasses smashing
so many places to see
so many people to eat

it's hard, i know
you've never tried to bake bread with ashes
this is different, the imperial we
and you and you and you and you and you
with me
you will face a battle
you have the face of the face of the face of the face of
and you couldn't be another

east and west are gone
now we march into the north
and now i'm lost
now i'm gone

let's press forward
the mountains are the same
but as for me
i'm just the shining sea
the deep
the deep
the deep
the deep
the endless monterrey sea