never had a rainy day?

update

2009-11-18T00:57:00.000Z

pronto, já fiz

current mood

2009-09-30T17:03:00.002+01:00

Disco Depressing songs

2009-08-25T22:10:00.003+01:00

Ok, so this is how it goes: I decided to make a setlist of some of the most Disco Sound depressing songs I know - you know, that kind of 'end of the night, I'm broke, have noone to get laid with, tomorrow's Sunday and I'll be hungover till next day which is Monday and I have to go to work' or 'the floor's empty, disco's closing, I had one too much Quaaludes, can't stop dancing and just hope I didn't catch any major VD during the weekend'.
This is the player's choice, so here follows:

'More, More, More' - Andrea True Connection
'I'm in The Mood for Dancing' - Nolans
'I Love to Love' - Tina Charles
'Yes Sir I Can Boogie' - Baccara
'You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real) - Sylvester
'The Hustle' - Van McCoy
'If I Can't Have You' - Yvonne Elliman
'Gonna Get Along Without You Now - Viola Wills
'More Than A Woman' - Bee Gees
'I Love The Nightlife' - Alicia Bridges

Cheers

2009-08-18T22:18:00.001+01:00

[what if i just gave up?]

2009-08-09T22:28:00.007+01:00

Your softly spoken words
Release my whole desire
Undenied
Totally
And so bare is my heart, I can't hide
And so where does my heart, belong
Beneath your tender touch
My senses can't divide
Ohh so strong
My desire
For so bare is my heart, I can't hide
And so where does my heart, belong
Now that I've found you
And seen behind those eyes
How can I
Carry on
For so bare is my heart, I can't hide
And so where does my heart, belong
Belong
Belong
Belong

2009-08-07T22:54:00.004+01:00

noite de bambi e de fechar a setlist com uma coisa que me exorcizasse cá por dentro

[linda perry's 'fill me up']

two loves of the day

2009-07-12T21:56:00.006+01:00

the song

[gene pitney's 'something's gotten hold of my heart']

the face

[matthew gray gubler]

des cornichons!...

2009-06-21T15:55:00.001+01:00

two of my favourites

2009-06-18T00:09:00.001+01:00

2009-06-11T23:38:00.000+01:00

[do we see a pattern here?]

2009-06-02T16:17:00.003+01:00

because when i was 13 i used to sing this and think that life was as perfect as this song

emmylou harris - 'boulder to birmingham'

2009-05-28T22:49:00.000+01:00

it's pointless

[private post]

2009-05-28T00:06:00.002+01:00

2009-05-27T22:20:00.004+01:00

yup, we were all young once...

pourquoi pas moi?

2009-05-17T15:26:00.000+01:00

2009-04-27T01:40:00.003+01:00

When I woke up this afternoon I know I felt uneasy

But no matter what I do nothing seemed to please me
I couldn't get out of my head

That little fight we had last night
But I would much rather be dead
Than admit to myself that you were right
Don't be silly, turn on Billie
She's singing us to sleep so we can dream our lives away
And if we wake up in full make-up

We'll paint the town in blue, 'cause baby, red is so passé
Now don't look at me that way
You know I just can't take it
And no matter what they say, I know that we will make it
Cause when we are good we are grand
But when we're bad we are very bad (so bad)
But I stick around 'cause the love that you are giving me is the best I have ever had
Don't be silly, turn on Billie
She's singing us to sleep so we can dream our lives away
And if we wake up in full make-up
We'll paint the town blue, 'cause baby, red is so passé
And it's funny to me the way that things have worked out
There's no doubt in my mind
That you can't recall what this song was about
So let's give it up
Love me sweetly, and completely
Come and sit beside me 'cause you know I need you near

When you're reeling, with that feeling
We'll paint the town pink, 'cause baby, red is so last year
Don't be silly, turn on Billie
She's singing us to sleep so we can dream our lives away
And if we wake up in full make-up
We'll paint the town blue 'cause baby, red is so passé

pour un flirt

2009-04-21T20:18:00.003+01:00

[when i was about 13 i used to pass the summer digging out my mom's old tapes and this made part of one of those. i guess i just got nostalgic about it]

2009-04-20T14:29:00.000+01:00

[one of those days...]

i love doobie-doo-dam-dams

2009-04-09T18:46:00.000+01:00

2009-03-26T22:22:00.002Z

felt like waltzing again

2009-03-24T22:22:00.000Z

2009-03-18T23:46:00.001Z

i hate losing control over things

and i love destroying other people's expectations about me

and all i want is some peace of mind

"if I'm going to Hell, I'm going there playing the piano"

2009-03-17T16:02:00.001Z

you've got to hide your love away

2009-03-10T23:19:00.002Z

one of my favourites

2009-03-03T20:58:00.000Z

beauty should never die

2009-02-19T23:35:00.002Z

esta é para o carlitos

2009-02-09T19:12:00.000Z

outro dia apeteceu-me (a música)

2009-02-03T22:10:00.002Z

2009-01-19T15:46:00.002Z

Talkin' to myself and feelin' old

Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin' around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down

What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothin' is really wrong
Feelin' like I don't belong
Walkin' around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down

Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you
Nice to know somebody loves me
Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me

What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
We know what it's all about
Hangin' around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down

current crush

2009-01-02T23:44:00.001Z

2008-12-28T21:46:00.002Z

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait, ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
C'est payé, balayé, oublié
Je me fous du passé

Avec mes souvenirs
J'ai allumé le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux
Balayés mes amours
Avec leurs trémolos
Balayés pour toujours
Je repars à zéro

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait, ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal
Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Car ma vie
Car mes joies
Aujourd'hui
Ça commence avec toi...

i just can't get enough

2008-12-23T14:08:00.001Z

2008-12-02T16:17:00.002Z

Brenda Lee's version is my favourite, but this was all I could get online...

2008-11-28T22:05:00.002Z

such a good deed by request

2008-11-13T14:38:00.003Z

One move and I feel alive

The unpredictable tale

They share a body of a six-feet bullet in the way

I'll kiss you down

And I fall and I choose to fall

Living among the dead

Super-philosophical

Betrayal

And cigarettes

It was you that went away

Nothing is real but you

2008-11-01T23:36:00.007Z

What were you doing in my dream last night
Hunnie?
Well I thought I locked that door up tight,
Baby.
Well it's a mystery to me
How you keep on slippin'
In my mind...
And it's downright dirty that this 'ol wound
Won't heal with time
Well you could wash my brain
You could tear out my heart
But I would never forget you
(Never...)
You could change my name
I could make a new start
But I would never forget you
(Never...)
And it's kill... kill... killin' me
It's Kill Kill Kill Kill Killin' me
That I'm still in love with you
Just when I think, I've got you in safe keeping
That's when your memory, it comes round creepin'
Well it's an ache I can't shake
It's creeped down deep down to my core
But babe I can't fake it, I can't take this heartbreak
Anymore...
Well you could wash my brain
You could tear out my heart
But I would never forget you
(Never...)
You could change my name
I could make a new start
But I would never forget you
(Never...)
And it's Kill... Kill... Killin' me
It's Kill... Kill... Killin' me
That I'm still in love with you
(It's killin... Me)
I asked you please to leave my heart
But you refused to go
I can't take this pain much longer
You insist on teaching me what I already know
Absence made this heart grow fonder
Ahh...
[Meow]
Well you could wash my brain
You could tear out my heart
But I would never forget you
(Never...)
You could change my name
I could make a new start
But I would never forget you
(Never...)
And it's Kill... Kill... Killin' me
It's Kill... Kill... Killin' me
That I'm still in love with you...

2008-10-30T15:39:00.006Z

"It's in the trees!

It's coming!"

When I was a child:

Running in the night,

Afraid of what might be

Hiding in the dark,

Hiding in the street,

And of what was following me...

the hounds of love are hunting me

I've always been a coward,

And I don't know what's good for me.

(Well) Here I go!

It's coming for me through the trees.

Help me, someone!

Help me, please!

Take my shoes off,

And (i will) throw them in the lake,

And I'll be

Two steps on the water.

I found a fox

Caught by dogs.

He let me take him in my hands.

His little heart,

It beats so fast,

And I'm ashamed of running away

From nothing real--

I just can't deal with this,

But I'm still afraid to be this,

Among your hounds of love,

And feel your arms surrounding me.

I've always been a coward,

I never know what's good for me.

(well),here I go!

Don't let me go!

Hold me down!

It's coming for me through the trees.

Help me, darling

Help me, please!

Take my shoes off

And throw them in the lake,

And I'll be

Two steps on the water.

I don't know what's good for me.

I need yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yo yeah yo

Your love!

Take your shoes off

And throw them in the lake!

Do you know what I really need?

I need yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!

[welcome back kate]

just because

2008-10-23T16:27:00.000+01:00

it's not serious...

2008-10-20T16:18:00.004+01:00

revolt

2008-10-11T23:29:00.003+01:00

i know you did

coz i luv u

2008-10-10T23:50:00.003+01:00

2008-10-03T13:26:00.001+01:00

Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.

Good morning, good morning, good morning...

Going to work don't want to go feeling loww down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything is closed it's like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep.
And you're on your own you're in the street.

After a while you start to smile now you feel cool.
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing had changed it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.

Good morning, good morning, good morning...

People running round it's five o'clock.
Everywhere in town it's getting dark.
Everyone you see is full of life.
It's time for tea and meet the wife.

Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I'm here.
Watching theskirts start to flirt now you're in gear.
Go to a show you hope she goes.
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.

Good morning, good morning, good morning...

[landed]

2008-09-09T21:31:00.004+01:00

i tried in every ways, i did everything that was possible to be done. alright, not everything. i did what was humanly possible to me without humiliating myself too much. i did what more than four years of friendship made me do. i swallowed the pride, erased my tendency to be bipolary capricious, kept my technical/professional/intellectual abilities in the shade. i accepted last-minute change of plans, non-inclusions in social-like events in which we could take the risk of being seen in public, kept secrets that were never asked to be kept. i blurred personality, traced an omnipresent smile in every communication, coloured with the sweetness i could all the answers, even the ones whose questions made them potentially sour.
even so, i didn't get it. it was like buying a puzzle that, although it had come sealed from the factory, seemed that had been opened in the middle of the way and someone had switched the pieces in a way they would never fit. i kept my mind open and i still managed to fit some pieces after taking a deep breath, but i thought about putting it aside many times. probably too many. but then there was one more piece that would fit, and another, and another, and i would almost forget how difficult it had been.
but this time it turned to be impossible. i believe i even ruined a part of it trying to figure out if the mistake wasn't mine. as soon as i was sure of that, i put it away in the drawer, sadly assured that i will never take it again.

i gave up. but i still have nightmares about it.

Guilty Pleasure part II

2008-09-03T22:30:00.003+01:00

In These Arms (Keep The Faith, 1992)

Keep The Faith (Keep The Faith, 1992)

I'll Sleep When I'm Dead (Keep The Faith, 1992)

Guilty Pleasure part I

2008-09-02T22:46:00.002+01:00

Runaway (Bon Jovi, 1984)

Never Say Goodbye (Slippery When Wet, 1986)

Wanted Dead Or Alive (Slippery When Wet, 1986)

Bad Medicine (New Jersey, 1988)

Here She Comes Now

2008-09-01T18:13:00.003+01:00

The Velvet Underground

Nirvana

if everybody wants you, why isn't anybody callin'?

2008-08-15T22:38:00.001+01:00

2008-06-19T20:16:00.002+01:00

Tirei o verniz das unhas das mãos e pés, tirei o piercing, cortei a pulseira do tornozelo esquerdo, limpei a maquilhagem. Penteei o cabelo todo para trás, todo apanhado muito muito apertado, com muita laca para não cair, vesti uns collants cor-de-rosa e um fato azul marinho. Calcei umas meias-pontas em cetim cor-de-rosa com fitas a condizer, bem apertadas e com as pontas metidas para dentro, e coloquei o elástico azul igual ao fato na cintura.
Peguei nos sapatos de carácter e sai para o corredor. Prenderam com um alfinete de ama um número "3" bordado a ponto de cruz e ataram-me uma fita branca no cabelo apanhado atrás.
Segui para o corredor e peguei na saia preta com as listas de cetim azuis. E quando a sineta soou olhei de relance para o espelho do vestiário; uma miúda de 15 ou 16 anos a fazer assessement de grau 5.

2008-05-13T23:29:00.002+01:00

I still dream of algernon.
I wake up crying.
You're making rain,
And you're just in reach,
When you and sleep escape me.
You're like my yo-yo
That glowed in the dark.
What made it special
Made it dangerous,
So I bury it
And forget.
But every time it rains,
You're here in my head,
Like the sun coming out--
Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.
On top of the world,
Looking over the edge,
You could see them coming.
You looked too small
In their big, black car,
To be a threat to the men in power.
I hid my yo-yo
In the garden.
I cant hide you
From the government.
Oh, god, daddy--
I won't forget,
cause every time it rains,
You're here in my head,
Like the sun coming out--
Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.
The sun's coming out.
Your son's coming out.

[ich vermisse dich]

2008-05-01T22:15:00.005+01:00

Der Kommissar (live 1982)

2008-04-22T23:14:00.004+01:00

Guess your dreams always end.

They don't rise up just descend,
But I don't care anymore,
I've lost the will to want more,
I'm not afraid not at all,
I watch them all as they fall,
But I remember when we were young.

Those with habits of waste,
Their sense of style and good taste,
Of making sure you were right,
Hey don't you know you were right?
I'm not afraid anymore,
I keep my eyes on the door,
But I remember ...

Tears of sadness for you,
More upheaval for you,
Reflects a moment in time,
A special moment in time,
Yeah we wasted our time,
We didn't really have time,
But we remember when we were young.

And all God's angels beware,
And all you judges beware,
Sons of chance, take good care,
For all the people not there,
I'm not afraid anymore,
I'm not afraid anymore,
I'm not afraid anymore,
Oh, I'm not afraid anymore.

2008-04-08T16:42:00.003+01:00

'The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt'
Sylvia Plath

2008-03-11T23:05:00.003Z

again and again

(des)conjuguei-me toda

2008-03-10T12:00:00.003Z

Eu escrevo Eu escrevi Eu escrevia Eu escreverei Eu escrevera
Tu escreves Tu escreveste Tu escrevias Tu escreverás Tu escreveras
Ele escreve Ele escreveu Ele escrevia Ele escreverá Ele escrevera
Nós escrevemos Nós escrevemos Nós escrevíamos Nós escreveremos Nós escrevêramos
Vós escreveis Vós escrevestes Vós escrevíeis Vós escrevereis Vós escrevêreis
Eles escrevem Eles escreveram Eles escreviam Eles escreverão Eles escreveram

Eu escreveria (que)Eu escrevesse (que)Eu escreva (se)Eu escrever
Tu escreverias Tu escrevesses Tu escrevas Tu escreveres
Ele escreveria Ele escrevesse Ele escreva Ele escrever
Nós escreveríamos Nós escrevêssemos Nós escrevamos Nós escrevermos
Vós escreveríeis Vós escrevêsseis Vós escrevais Vós escreverdes
Eles escreveriam Eles escrevessem Eles escrevam Eles escreverem

Escrevendo Escrito Escreve Tu
Escrevei Vós

Linda

2008-03-02T23:28:00.001Z

out of the dark (and into the light)

2008-02-06T21:46:00.000Z

Ich krieg von dir niemals genug
Du bist in jedem Atemzug
Alles dreht sich nur um dich
warum ausgerechnet ich?
Zähl die Stunden, die Sekunden
doch die Zeit scheint still zu steh'n
Hab mich geschunden, gewunden
laß mich gehen - was willst Du noch?
Willst Du meine Tage zählen?
Warum mußt Du mich mit meiner Sehnsucht quälen?
Deine Hölle brennt in mir
Du bist mein Überlebensexlixier
Ich bin zerrissen
..
wann kommst Du meine Wunden küssen?
..
Out of the dark
Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
Into the light
I give up and close my eyes
Out of the dark
Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
Into the light
I give up and you rest your tears to the night
Ich bin bereit, denn es ist Zeit
für unser'n Pakt über die Ewigkeit
Du bist schon da,
ganz nah
ich kann Dich spür'n
Laß mich verführ'n, laß mich entführ'n
Heute Nacht zum letzten Mal
ergeben deiner Macht
Reich mir die Hand, mein Leben
Nenn mir den Preis
Ich schenk' Dir gestern, heute und morgen
Und dann schließt sich der Kreis
Kein Weg zurück,
das weiße Licht rückt näher, Stück für Stück
will mich ergeben
..
muß ich denn sterben,
..
um zu leben?
Out of the dark
Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
Into the light
I give up and close my eyes
Out of the dark
Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
Into the light
I give up and you rest your tears to the night
Out of the dark
Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
Into the light
I give up and close my eyes
Out of the dark
Hörst Du die Stimme, die dir sagt
Into the light
I give up and you rest your tears to the night

2008-01-12T18:02:00.000Z

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

2008-01-01T22:31:00.000Z

She says there's ants in the carpet
Dirty little monsters
Eating all the morsels
Picking up the rubbish
Give her effervescence
She needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV
You're looking so healthy
We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
Cause we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of a century... oh, it's nothing special
Sex on the TV
Everybody's at it
The mind gets dirty
As you get closer to thirty
He gives her a cuddle
They're glowing in a huddle
Good night TV
You're all made up
And you're looking like me
Can you eat her yes you can
Oh, end of a century... oh, it's nothing special

2007-12-08T22:56:00.000Z

"Nothing makes one so vain as being told one is a sinner."

2007-12-03T18:49:00.000Z

[what do you think I'd see/ if I could walk away from me?]

2007-11-27T23:16:00.000Z

2007-11-14T21:55:00.000Z

porque sou feia. porque não tenho as coisas onde devia ter. porque nunca seria bonita, por mais que tentasse. porque não tenho paciência para tentar. porque os poucos talentos que tenho não me servem de nada no que toca a atingir alguma coisa que se veja. porque em tudo o resto em que não tenho talento sou menos que medíocre. porque nunca ninguém me admirou, a menos que fosse psicopata ou tivesse um parafuso a menos. porque nunca fiz parte de uma lista de "as mais desejadas" ou semelhante. porque não me devia importar se fiz ou não parte dessa lista. porque não me devia importar sequer se existe essa lista. porque finjo ser superior a coisas que devia ser e não sou. porque faço um sorriso parvo quando estou magoada. porque me faço de forte e de fria e depois choro às escondidas. porque não sou nem forte nem fria nem sequer o contrário. porque não me consigo definir. porque não interesso a ninguém apenas por aquilo que sou. porque o meu maior talento é ser animalzinho amestrado. porque odeio as pessoas. porque me odeio a mim. porque sim.

2007-11-07T12:43:00.000Z

'it hurts when you touch and i'm sober enough not to please'

2007-11-06T23:00:00.000Z

e um e dois e plié e estendeu e repete com port de bras põe o rabo para dentro sua feia e olhar para fora e cinco e seis e grand plié e passa por demi antes de subir! estende muito olhar para fora mas o que é que vos deu hoje? e sete e oito e degagé e espera e espera e olha para a mão e fechou em quinta e outra vez e dois e três e braços compridos esticar o pescoço e cinco ai se eu vou aí bato-vos onde é que está o pescoço? e port de bras tem tempo e baixa sem empinar o rabo e seis pescoço comprido e sete e oito e espera e espera e não corre! cabeça para a frente olha o degagé e olha para a mão e sobe muito bonito e fica aguenta aguenta aguenta alguém mandou descer? desce devagarinho e relevé demi-detournée e quero tudo igual para o outro lado.

o ballet faz-me prisão de ventre.

you're better off without me, mein Herr

2007-11-05T23:46:00.000Z

maxwell leather demon rock hand jive

2007-08-16T18:23:00.000+01:00

linda. mas assim muito e bastante.

2007-08-11T15:52:00.000+01:00

Lene Lovich

2007-07-31T23:27:00.000+01:00

you
shouldn't
cheat
yourself

photo by sal. | dec. 2006

2007-07-02T20:45:00.000+01:00

2007-06-30T14:45:00.000+01:00

[felt like changing]

2007-06-24T15:17:00.000+01:00

dói tanto...

maybe

2007-06-02T15:28:00.000+01:00

i'm sick of this. i think you're a child. i think you are all mistaken. i can see clearly where this is heading to and i'm sure that if you could see it too, you wouldn't like the way this is going to end. but i'm a mere spectator of the show, i just sit here and watch and i can't interfere with the movie. i'm sad you couldn't see where you were getting into, now it's too late but i shouldn't be concerned about it for it's not my life and it's not my business and i have nothing to do with it. or maybe i do. i don't know it for sure anymore. i'm sick of playing stupid little games and i'm giving up on it. maybe. or maybe not. as a matter of fact, i DO enjoy playing games, but i like to win all the time, i never take a second place as an answer. so if you could just see thru my point of view, or maybe i could open my mind for you considering that is something unspeakable and unexplainable, maybe, just maybe, you could see what i mean. or maybe not.

2007-04-09T17:26:00.000+01:00

eu sou parva

aliás, bastante parva

paciência, acontece...

2007-03-11T17:32:00.001Z

i want out

or in...

felt your arm around me last night

25 years over Kate Bush' The Dreaming

2007-01-05T22:27:00.000Z

The Dreaming was Kate Bush' fourth album; by that time, she had already reached a comfortable status and was becoming kind of tired of playing the same piano-melody-song game. With Never For Ever' success, Kate knew it was time to try something different. By that time, Kate met Peter Gabriel (with whom she would later cooperate in Don't Give Up), who showed himself very interested in the way Kate composed her songs. When she told him she would do the melody in the piano, then start adding other instruments and voices, he told her : 'Darling, that's not the way it is done. First you do the drum beats, then you sing along with it and THEN you start adding instruments." And so she did.
The Dreaming is a weird album, in which recordings Kate barely left the studio and experimented things that had never been done before, such as didjeridoo ("The Dreaming"), animal sounds wisely added by her brother Paddy ("Get Out Of My House") and sang about delicate issues such as the aborigenies ("The Dreaming") and the Vietnam War ("Pull Out The Pin"). When she mastered it and delievered it to EMI for editing and distribution, they thought she was mad and refused to edit the album. But they couldn't turn their back on their golden girl so, after a few negotiations, a few copies of the album were released in UK. As expected, it sold bad. Kate was said to be "crazy", "possessed", or, less dramatic, "too advanced for her time".
To redeam herself, she released "Hounds Of Love" and EMI forgave her (although there was still a few problems with Hounds Of Love' major single, Running Up That Hill, that was supposed to be called A Deal With God; the title was changed because no song containing the word God in the title was allowed to be broadcasted).
25 years later, the album is more fabulous than ever. Now there is history enough to look at The Dreaming with admiration and listening to it is a vital experience to any musician. My advice : buy it in vinyl.

2006-10-16T23:01:00.000+01:00

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.

2006-10-15T22:24:00.000+01:00

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

2006-08-08T23:33:00.000+01:00

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.

2006-06-29T23:31:00.000+01:00

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

2006-06-21T11:20:00.000+01:00

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.

hot one

2006-06-14T20:30:00.000+01:00

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

35 years over Lou Reed's Transformer

2006-06-11T13:31:00.001+01:00

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...

i do not want what i haven't got

2006-05-30T11:04:00.000+01:00

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

2006-05-29T11:15:00.000+01:00

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 .

2006-05-26T16:13:00.000+01:00

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...

give me a breakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

2006-05-24T18:59:00.000+01:00

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?

#1

2006-05-23T20:30:00.000+01:00

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?