La Môme

(Journaliste) - Si vous aviez un conseil à donner à une femme, quel serait-il?
(Edith Piaf) - Aimer.
- À un enfant?
- Aimer.
- À une adolescente?
- Aimer.

Biotin, B7 or H

She brings rock 'n' roll inside her,

and poetry upon her lips

She does not smile, but throws bullets at you

And you die so beautifully that you do not tell apart

Whether you fall, or wings grow on you

- Efrén Gutiérrez

T-bird

David Jones sang about having just five years left, and that was all we'd get.

Linda Perry inquired about what was going on.

Matt Hale assured that good times were going to come.

John Lydon asked a perplexed audience if they'd ever gotten the feeling of being cheated.

Win Butler, on the other hand, was convinced that his own body was a cage.

And me, I'm in the middle trying to distinguish who is right or whether any of them told a truth that could be applied to mine.

'cause there are as many truths as people, but this Tuesday is universally lousy.

Muireann dixit.

Getting goosebumps

Nothing left to die for

Who cares for the life we've earned? Someone's sold all the truth you yearned
Remember when we used to shine and had no fear, or sense of time?

Well, it creeps up on you...

You can't cry, now there's nothing to feel
No-one's noticed your loneliness
Remember when you used to tease and made us scream eternal joys?

We believed that you'd always be here, once you promised a life with no fear
Please don't break my ideals and say what's fake was always reeeeeal
Hope was the one, now I'm gooooone

Take meeeee baaack aaagain...

Damn you, Bells. Always gets me...

Living dead girl

"L'amour est le meilleur des remèdes a toutes les injustices".

Oldie, but goldie

"If Hell is other people, thought Shadow, then Purgatory is airports".

- Shadow Moon, "American Gods" (Neil Gaiman, 2001)

P'tit plaisirs

Barbapappa y Titeuf en la tele alpina mientras se bebe un English Breakfast y después de hacer yoga...

Momentos de calma antes de la tormenta.

Jeudi, prépare-toi!

[Casper curls up in bed by Kat's side]

"Can I keep you?"

- Casper McFadden (Casper, 1995)

Eargasm

He's my fave
undressing in the sun
return to Sea - eyes
forgetting everyone
eleven high (or more)

ride a wave

Come back, kid

Here, here we stand
Side by side
Don't let go of my hand…

Sea within a sea

When a shift from Garage to Krautrock turns out to be a 7-minute masterpiece.

And then a candid mind who, by chance or intention, was at the moment in the former capital of Mainfranken goes and pairs it with a less than trip-hoppy song from a trip-hop band and... Magic happens.

Nights of cold and shiny pavement. Vanilla cigarettes, slugs squirming. Gravel crunching under my black rubber soles.

Looking back, those were good times. 9 years already...