the song remains the same

My love just grows

2010-01-08T10:01:00.000-08:00

2010-01-08T09:45:00.000-08:00

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

.

2008-10-03T18:04:00.000-07:00

Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us.

Woman is fine for her own satisfaction alone. No man will admire her the more, no woman will like her the better for it. Neatness and fashion are enough for the former, and a something of shabbiness or impropriety will be most endearing to the latter.

Selfishness must always be forgiven you know, because there is no hope of a cure.

Keir & Jack (et)

2008-09-16T14:15:00.000-07:00

I take my hat off to actresses there [in Hollywood], particularly the young ones, because the emphasis is on trying to find perfection. But I think it's the imperfections in people that make them perfect. I don't find perfect faces very interesting.

2008-08-06T20:51:00.000-07:00

"She can be exuberant. But if you look at her a little more closely, you'll see about eight levels of depth going on at the same time she's laughing."

Cameron Crowe

jay boy

2008-08-06T20:43:00.000-07:00

bob by annie

2008-08-06T20:40:00.001-07:00

Peggy Day stole my poor heart away,
By golly, what more can I say,
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day.

Peggy night makes my future look so bright,
Man, that girl is out of sight,
Love to spend the day with Peggy night.

Well, you know that even before I learned her name,
You know I loved her just the same.
An' I tell 'em all, wherever I may go,
Just so they'll know, that she's my little lady
And I love her so.

Peggy Day stole my poor heart away,
Turned my skies to blue from gray,
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day.

Peggy Day stole my poor heart away,
By golly, what more can I say,
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day.
Love to spend the night with Peggy Day.

the two loves of my life

2008-08-06T20:25:00.000-07:00

come together

R&S

2008-08-02T10:15:00.000-07:00

hey all think I'm crazy, but I know better. It is not I who are crazy. It is I who am *mad*! Can't you hear them? Didn't you see the crowd?

2008-07-30T21:14:00.000-07:00

"So what do you say we killed some evil sons of bitches and we raise a little hell, hugh?

2008-07-30T21:01:00.000-07:00

Empire

2008-07-30T19:59:00.000-07:00

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man.

Got slicked back hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream.

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
A rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 car
And tattoos

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
A rockin' rollin' man

2008-07-30T19:55:00.000-07:00

MANIFESTO OF SURREALISM

BY ANDRÉ BRETON (1924)

So strong is the belief in life, in what is most fragile in life – real life, I mean – that in the end this belief is lost. Man, that inveterate dreamer, daily more discontent with his destiny, has trouble assessing the objects he has been led to use, objects that his nonchalance has brought his way, or that he has earned through his own efforts, almost always through his own efforts, for he has agreed to work, at least he has not refused to try his luck (or what he calls his luck!). At this point he feels extremely modest: he knows what women he has had, what silly affairs he has been involved in; he is unimpressed by his wealth or his poverty, in this respect he is still a newborn babe and, as for the approval of his conscience, I confess that he does very nicely without it. If he still retains a certain lucidity, all he can do is turn back toward his childhood which, however his guides and mentors may have botched it, still strikes him as somehow charming. There, the absence of any known restrictions allows him the perspective of several lives lived at once; this illusion becomes firmly rooted within him; now he is only interested in the fleeting, the extreme facility of everything. Children set off each day without a worry in the world. Everything is near at hand, the worst material conditions are fine. The woods are white or black, one will never sleep.

But it is true that we would not dare venture so far, it is not merely a question of distance. Threat is piled upon threat, one yields, abandons a portion of the terrain to be conquered. This imagination which knows no bounds is henceforth allowed to be exercised only in strict accordance with the laws of an arbitrary utility; it is incapable of assuming this inferior role for very long and, in the vicinity of the twentieth year, generally prefers to abandon man to his lusterless fate.

Though he may later try to pull himself together on occasion, having felt that he is losing by slow degrees all reason for living, incapable as he has become of being able to rise to some exceptional situation such as love, he will hardly succeed. This is because he henceforth belongs body and soul to an imperative practical necessity which demands his constant attention. None of his gestures will be expansive, none of his ideas generous or far-reaching. In his mind’s eye, events real or imagined will be seen only as they relate to a welter of similar events, events in which he has not participated, abortive events. What am I saying: he will judge them in relationship to one of these events whose consequences are more reassuring than the others. On no account will he view them as his salvation.

Beloved imagination, what I most like in you is your unsparing quality.

miss s

2008-07-06T19:16:00.000-07:00

What has become my favorite Scarlett picture

she's a waldorf

2008-07-06T19:09:00.000-07:00

I've dowloaded the complete season of Gossip Girl, and I must say I'm not really ashamed that I am a fan. My favorite and newest found love is Leighton Meester, aka Blair. How can I not love the crazy bitch?

2008-07-02T11:11:00.000-07:00

bellek

2008-06-29T21:07:00.000-07:00

2008-06-29T20:29:00.000-07:00

ride with me

the talented mr schwartzman

2008-06-29T19:50:00.000-07:00

"Dating is just awkward moments and one person wants more than the other. It's just that constant strangeness. I think it's a very real thing."

mr a

2008-06-29T19:40:00.000-07:00

mack the kniiiiiiiiife

vp

2008-06-29T19:37:00.001-07:00

i've got a right to sing the blues

2008-06-29T19:23:00.000-07:00

sam cooke

frank sinatra

ella fitzgerald

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you, tomorrow I'll miss you

2008-06-22T13:21:00.000-07:00

It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,
We hope you will enjoy the show,
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band,
Sit back and let the evening go.
Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
It's wonderful to be here,
It's certainly a thrill.
You're such a lovely audience,
We'd like to take you home with us,
We'd love to take you home.
I don't really want to stop the show,
But I thought that you might like to know,
That the singer's going to sing a song,
And he wants you all to sing along.
So let me introduce to you
The one and only Billy Shears
And Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.

happy day

2008-06-20T15:29:00.000-07:00

Be it true you ain't got nothing to do
I think im better than you. whee whoo
Be it true, you ain't got nothin' to do

Sun stroke, but now satisfies
You know she tries, she tried and tried
Chutes and sorrows are over now

An opportune in a world of dreams

♥
WHEE WOO
happy birhday rocío
olivia.

my stone fox

2008-06-13T13:00:00.000-07:00

*

It looked like shit on the fotolog, so this is the good version.
A lovely picture for a beautiful afternoon.
{love you}

The ongoing WOW is happening right NOW.

2008-06-12T23:17:00.000-07:00

" They say that dreams are only real as long as they last. Couldn't you say the same thing about life?"

*

2008-06-12T22:45:00.000-07:00

What do you try to give the other actor?

I always do exactly what you just said. I always try and give as much as I can, rather than get as much as I can. You’re very lucky if you work with an actor who is brilliant and very inspiring and gives you a lot. That’s why I try and do that myself, so sometimes if I’m doing off-camera dialogue - this would certainly happen with “Eternal Sunshine” - if Jim was doing a scene where the cameras or camera was just on him, I would be off camera acting my ass off because otherwise he wouldn’t have anything to react to. So you have to commit to that and continue to be that character off camera.

The only time I’ve been accepting of an actor not doing that for me was when I was doing “Quills.” There was a scene with Geoffrey Rush, Joaquin Phoenix, Michael Caine and myself and it was one of very few scenes that we were all in together. We shot everything on Geoffrey, shot everything on Joaquin, shot everything on Michael, and it was round onto me. I’d been acting my heart out with everyone else for everyone else’s close ups and Michael turned around to me, Michael Caine, the great Michael Caine, Sir Michael Caine, turned around to me and said, “Darling, do you mind, I’ve got to be somewhere a little bit later. Do you mind if I just take my costume off?” And I thought he just meant maybe his jacket or something like that. No, back to dressing room, wig off, full normal clothing on. And he walked back onto set and I was like, “Oh, that’s what you meant.” But he still acted his heart out. How can you not forgive Michael Caine for something like that? He’s so charming and so funny.

”Eternal Sunshine” is about erasing memories. Is there a piece of pop culture would you like to erase?

No, I don't think so. I don’t really believe in the idea of that process. I just think that the good and the bad experiences that we all have in our lives are what forms us as human beings. There’s nothing that I would erase, no movie, no song, no nothing. “Once more, you opened the door…” I’ve certainly heard that too many times, but no, you can’t erase those things. They’re all a part of our pasts. No, I’m very grateful for some of the things that I’ve been through, how horrible they might have felt at the time, they make you stronger.

my z boys

2008-06-12T22:03:00.000-07:00

2005 film about the surf and skateboarding trends that originated in Venice, California during the 1970's.

Directed by Catherine Hardwicke. Written by Stacy Peralta.

They came from nothing to change everything.

John Robinson — Stacy
Emile Hirsch — Jay ♥
Victor Rasuk — Tony

... she's not there

2008-06-11T11:15:00.000-07:00

s o n g f o r b o b d y l a n b y d a v i d b o w ie

Oh, hear this Robert Zimmerman
I wrote a song for you
About a strange young man
called Dylan
With a voice like sand and glue
His words of truthful vengeance
They could pin us to the floor
Brought a few more people on
And put the fear in a whole lot more

Ah, Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of a superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again

You gave your heart to every bedsit room
At least a picture on my wall
And you sat behind a million pair of eyes
And told them how they saw
Then we lost your train of thought
The paintings are all your own
While troubles are rising
We'd rather be scared
Together than alone

Ah, Here she comes...[etc.]

Now hear this Robert Zimmerman
Though I don't suppose we'll meet
Ask your good friend Dylan
If he'd gaze a while
down the old street
Tell him we've lost his poems
So they're writing on the walls
Give us back our unity
Give us back our family
You're every nation's refugee
Don't leave us with their sanity

Ah, Here she comes....

my ain't true love

2008-06-11T10:07:00.000-07:00

si alguna vez yo soñe con el hombre que quería ... eras tú-

If there's any message to my work, it is ultimately that it's OK to be different, that it's good to be different, that we should question ourselves before we pass judgment on someone who looks different, behaves different, talks different, is a different color

You are THE King

2008-06-11T07:56:00.000-07:00

(Tupelo, Mississippi, 8 de enero de 1935 - Memphis, Tennessee, 16 de agosto de 1977)

Yes my baby left me,

never said a word.
Was it something I done,
something that she heard?

My baby left me,
my baby left me.
My baby even left me,
never said a word.

Now I stand at my window,
wring my hands and cry.
I hate to lose that woman,
hate to say goodbye.

You know she left me,
yes, she left me.
My baby even left me,
never said a word.

Baby, one of these mornings,
Lord, it won't be long,
You'll look for me and,
Baby, and daddy he'll be gone.

You know you left me,
you know you left me.
My baby even left me,
never said goodbye.

Now, I stand at my window,
wring my hands and moan.
All I know is that
the one I love is gone.

My baby left me,
you know she left me.
My baby even left me,
never said a word.

driving to the heartbreak hotel

Do not feed the Wendybird

2008-06-05T19:30:00.000-07:00

you showed me how to do
exactly what to do
and I fell in love with you

Oh, oh it's true
you fell for me too

you showed me how to say
exactly what to say
in that very special way
oooh it's true - you fell for me too

and when I tried it
I could see you falling
that's when I decided
it's not a trick at all

you showed me how to do
exactly what to do
and I fell in love with you
we're in love we too

you showed me how to say
exactly what to say
in that very special way
oh - it's true
you fell for me too

now you love me too

an advertising campaigne turned into art

We are the all singing all dancing crap

2008-06-05T17:46:00.000-07:00

the apple doesn't fall far from the tree

2008-06-04T20:43:00.000-07:00

"a prayer for the wild at heart kept in cages"
angie jolie

*****

2008-06-04T19:29:00.000-07:00

"History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even without being sure of "history" it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time---and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened."

fear&loathinginlasvegas

the song remains the same

My love just grows

.

Keir & Jack (et)

jay boy

bob by annie

the two loves of my life

R&S

I'm a rockerI'm a rollerI'm a right out of controllerI'm a wheelerI'm a dealerI'm a wicked woman stealerI'm a bruiserI'm a cruiserI'm a rockin' rollin' man.

Got slicked back hairSkin tight jeansCadillac carAnd a teenage dream.

I'm a rockerI'm a rollerA rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socksBlue suede shoesV8 carAnd tattoos

I'm a rockerI'm a rollerA rockin' rollin' man

MANIFESTO OF SURREALISM

BY ANDRÉ BRETON (1924)

miss s

she's a waldorf

bellek

the talented mr schwartzman

mr a

vp

i've got a right to sing the blues

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you, tomorrow I'll miss you

happy day

my stone fox

The ongoing WOW is happening right NOW.

*

my z boys

... she's not there

my ain't true love

You are THE King

Do not feed the Wendybird

We are the all singing all dancing crap

the apple doesn't fall far from the tree

*****

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man.

Got slicked back hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream.

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
A rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 car
And tattoos

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
A rockin' rollin' man