Monday, October 16, 2006

and then we were driving for our date with the night and i could feel the lights getting brighter and it was like reaching heaven out of the woods and into the world holding hands abandoning cars walking the beach searching hidden places mirrors black shoes briefcases beach towels coffee cigarettes water and lemon chill out and unknown houses and friendly people inside them and wild nights and nothing is going to reach you for there is sand and there are bodies and there are drugs and sex and it's hot and we should get undressed for the clothes do nothing here between us only make things difficult and i don't really know you but i don' care it's ok the same way should you be coming home or shall i stay a little while for iim waiting for someone that has it and if you have it then you'll be the one tonight just don't forget me and i'll give you what we both want i guees this is what you call freedom sorry i fell asleep but i don't sleep more than three hours since the day before yesterday and i know we have to work and i know you have a hangover and yes don't worry i carry condoms just take me home for i need something to wake me up otherwise i won't be able to get laid tonight i must put some lipstick on and get dressed and take a bath remember when you though i was dead in the bathtub i wish you all could see me naked i like the idea my body is exposed but you're not here tonight so i must think of someone else it's you you have it and can give it to memeet me in the bar behind the beach and then i'll get a way to get us a bed or was it the other night i still don't know why i repeat the same stuff to all of you but it's ok and there are sheets that aren't changed and gigs and piano voices and bottles rolling in the floor go go go go you can do it you know you want it why do i have to go away and this season has to end i have turned myself into a new person and they don't love you like i can. come here, sugar.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

tired
tired
tired
tired
tired
tired

i miss you all you know i'm talking about you bring back my life and my summer and my vices and my forgettingness and my trains and my wildness and bring back the cold and the winter and the recording rooms and the gigs and the cold nights and bathtubs outside home and hotels and motels and other people's houses. because if i seem free it's because i'm always running

Tuesday, August 8, 2006

and as i stood there waiting for the train it was hot and there were still fifteen minutes for it to arrive so i went inside and a flash came into my head as i remembered one of the nights i was there at the same station all by my own and it was raining and dark and there was this bench made of wood probably very old probably had been there for more than half a century and it was full of carved drawings and names so the idea of carving our names there came to me and then a lady arrived and she told me that everytime she passed there she used to do it, first with her husband later with her kids and now even with her grandkids so i thought it was good stuff. anyway we grew apart and now i was looking at it and thinking that there are some things that even we can't erase. and i felt comforted. at least.

Thursday, June 29, 2006


hello are u there? great because that's exactly with you i need to talk can you say my name? good. and can you say hello and smile and ask me how am i doing and ask me if i want to take a cup of coffee just to chat instead of trying immediatly dragging me into your bed? you can? that's ok then, let's talk. about me, about you, about what's going on and why is it that i can't remember what happened to my head sometimes and why do you understand what i'm saying even if i'm saying the wrong words and these should be misunderstood and by this time i should be losing you for some other girl who doesn't want to chat, just spend a good time and i don't blame her and i don't blame you but whoa what is this? you're really enjoying the conversation and so am i and i nearly forgot you're attractive and i could even kiss you and you're a man but that doesn't matter anymore because i fell in love already with your mind

Wednesday, June 21, 2006


As today is the longest day of the year and we must somehow thank the goddess for all the good things and the sun and stuff i can make only one wish, can't i? so please please please BRING BACK THE RAIN!!!!!people are crazy with all the heat stressing up with things to think and do and i just can't talk to any man anymore while the moods aren't cooled down and it's not just me it's almost everyone i know and then i realize that myself i am becoming stressed up and then i feel horrible because my bloodpressure is going down and i am about to faint beacause of the heat and all that bily idol's "hot in the city" is all bullshit because i just can't stand it. i'm melting. again.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

hot one


Well you're the grand one, have you noticed? when you walk in all the fairy boys are very nervous well my starship doesn't want me and neither does his world i'm glad i caught you on my view screen sailor you're the grand one come and court me cause this wooing is what i'm wanting when my spacesuit comes to warm me and hold me like a god i am the captain of the gravity maxwell everywhere i see your faces hot one from a straship over venus to the sun but it's a crime you're mistaken momentary seizure of love oh love well you're the grand one but darling i'm a mess i've got human minda that we can form but the boys are not impressed when my spacesuit comes to warm me just hold me like a god i'll be the captain of the gravity maxwell i'll see your face in the stragest places hot on from a starship over venus to the sun but it's a crime you're mistaken momentary seizure of love hot one from a starship over venus to the sun but it's a drag you're so mean destroying my believing in love oh love

Sunday, June 11, 2006

35 years over Lou Reed's Transformer


Back in 1971, Lou Reed recorded one of his best albums ever, that was to become a mark in rock'n'roll history. With a little help from David Bowie among other friends, Transformer contains the best singles Reed has ever written and the best line up ever made in an album. Opening with the amazing "Vicious", this song is only a hors d'oeuvre comparing to the songs following. Andy's Chest leads us back to the Velvet Underground season, while Perfect Day marks the first meditation point at side A. It is followed by Hangin' Round, before entering the apotheosys that closes side A - Walk On The Wild Side. Side B opens with a fresh, glammy and outageous hymn to dragging, Make Up, going afterwards to a spaceship-coloured song, one of the most beautiful love sons ever written: Sattelite Of Love. Wagon Wheel enters the rock'n'roll again, soon to be contradicted by the game Lou Reed and Bowie play at New York Telephone Conversation - one of the strangest tracks of the album. I'm So Free gives Transformer the mental health needed to close side B in the best way possible; Goodnight Ladies brings back Velvet and asks for Berlin.
Do yourself a favour and buy the original, preferently in vinyl...

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

i do not want what i haven't got

it's been eleven hours and fifteen days since you took your love away i go out every night and sleep all day since you took your love away since you've been gone i can do whatever i want i can see whomever i choose i can eat my dinner at a fancy restaurant but nothing i said nothing can take away the blues cause nothing compares nothing compares to you it's been so alone without you here like a bird without a song nothing seems to start these lonely tears from falling tell me baby where did i go wrong i can put my arms around every boy i please but they only remind me of you i went to the doctor and guess what he told me guess what he told me he said girl you better try to have fun no matter what you do but he's a fool cause nothing compares nothing compares to you all the flowers that you planted mama in the backyard all dried when you went away i know that being with me baby was sometimes hard but i wish we could give it another try nothing compares nothing compares to you nothing compares nothing compares to you nothing compares nothing compares to you

Monday, May 29, 2006


and this man came to me and ask me if i was ok and i say yes why ask and then they were all looking at me so i figured i was lying on the floor i must have passed out and i was dreaming. and i remember passing through a forest and suddenly someone came and gave me a key and told me they were all waiting for me so i entered a house and i had all i wanted but you weren´t there and i was told you were dead and you weren't coming back ever again and i felt like going away from everything including myself because i didn't want to be anywhere else. then this men woke me up and asked if i was ok and i said nothing .

Friday, May 26, 2006

this is one of the times i feel like saying everyhting although there's nothing to be said. i feel like waking up with a terrible hangover but i hadn't enough whisky last night. i feel like cold turkying but i didn't have much drugs. i feel like being so sored i can hardly walk, but i didn't get laid. i feel like dying, but maybe i'll leave that for the next time...i'm too lazy now to cut my wrists...

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

give me a breakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk



oh God take me out of this life i can´t stand being so weepy and childish and GIRLISH because i never cry and i never fall in love and i'm all that matters to me - and that's all bullshit because i've never been able to avoid tears from falling in my keyboard while writing something up and i profoundly hate those singers that cry on stage because their mother died, their dog has broke a leg and his/her girlfriend went away just before they put the foot on stage with the light department man. where the fuck did everything go wrong?

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

#1


and i'm so happy bacause my head crashed down again and i told everyone i was on drugs when i met you and it's not true, it's just that it was raining and i couldn't quite see your face but i remember it was kind and i said ok. is there anyone gonna get me before i make up my mind and pack my stuff and go south because i don't belong there and it feels so good when you don't belong and you have a reason to complaint and you can convince anyone to get laid with you because you feel lonely and you're so beautiful and "can you get me a line?" sounds like your in the backstage of some kinda cabaret and you tights are wrecked and i need more pills...
shit...never had a rainy day?