Not waving but drowning

this city is so keen to progress
all trace of its past has to be eliminated
or at least for those days under the union jack
deconstruct and rearrange


Borrowed time, borrowed pier - Queen's Pier


Close down. Full stop. End of.

so that is what askew means

They used to be just like me and you
They used to be sweet little boys
But something went horribly askew
Now killing is their only source of joy

a song delicated to the much talk about korean guy in virginia tech and that policeman in hk.

what makes a man to be a killer? they're surely cruel, atrocious and selfish, but none of them are happy. it's evil. for the killers, or the persons/things that made the killers.

i'm thinking of Raskolnikov in Crime and Punishment, Martin in The Damned, Simone in Rocco and His Brothers. yes, too much Luchino Visconti recently, my head is filled up with grotesque scenes and Helmut Berger!!!

deja vu

So, history repeats itself.


of course my passion was much more intense and frenetic for the freedom gig in tap n' tin. almost feel like a salvation. the Second Coming.

this time, i was purely glad.

how come they didn't share the mic anymore? yes, there was eyes contact, whispering and joking but ... but where is the sense of intimacy? their physical proximity was still a bit too far if compare to the so-called good old days

Seven Deadly Sins was so hilarious!

oh it's real (or not?)

shit, how i want to be in london now, it's so easy to go to their gig!

Bulletin of myspace secret show:
MySpace Secret Shows is excited to announce that BABYSHAMBLES will play the next Secret Show as part of London’s Camden Crawl this month! Only the band’s MySpace friends will be able to gain entry to the show.

To be in with a chance of getting on to the list for the gig, ticketholders to the Camden Crawl should sign up to the Secret Shows profile at myspace.com/secretshowsuk, and to the Babyshambles profile at myspace.com/babyshamblesofficial, and put both profiles in their MySpace ‘Top 8’ friends.

Fans then need to show a print out of their MySpace profile to staff at the Camden Crawl ticket exchange when picking up wristbands for the festival. Entry to the gig will be on a first come first served basis.

Details are as follows:

DATE: April 19th

TIME: 3pm

LOCATION: SECRET LOCATION in CAMDEN, LONDON

Make sure you become a friend of /secretshowsuk and check back soon for more info!

He is the colour of the night

He has been condemned to being an obsolete britpop figure. While jarvis and damon remain relevant to the current music scene, all trends-setting authorities have dismissed him as someone who has passed his prime. Ironically a Fallen Idol - a common destiny of the aged prima donna. He does not have any clever or profound things to say, nor does he have any humourous remarks to the daily life or sarcastic observation to declare.... no, all you hear is the words about his own little world - a modern world full of plastic people, a bit lonely, grey, cold and melancholic. He is not whinging. He does not like to whinge. He is just stating the fact of life, nonchalantly, maybe he is just calmly accepting his pain / fate.

Lyrics. Everyone said he lost his magic power. No more gimmick like "he's my insatiable one .. and he wants my inflatable one". Recurring themes and repeating words for all his albums - plastic people, litter in the street, a child within, rain, winter or wind (and of course drug and sex), but anyone reckon that this is exactly his world and he is just telling you the only things in his bleak and unloved world? Numerous reference to sex - symphony of flesh, universe of bliss, not for celebration, it is just something to pass time, an antidote to pain. Ennui? Yes, that is his state of mind (and we all are). Song For My Father - body and words become sand once you go, and one day we all shall go, it's the eternal nothingness or the absolute liberty. Drug? I can see this man is still obsessed by it. It can't be more explicit in Dust and Rain. Talk about recurring theme, is it Pain the subject? "If you're gone I'll carry on but deep inside I'll give my heart to the winter. If you leave I'll take this blade and carve your name into my ugliness." (To The Winter) gosh, I do think it was beautifully written. Lost his magic power? Do people really look into the words?

Music. I think it's grandiose and simple (in a nice sense) at the same time. Colour of the Night and More We Possess The Less We Own Of Ourselves are my two most favourites in the whole album. They both remind me of other favourite songs or music, the former - kate st. john, the latter - the soundtrack of Double Life of Veronique.

Used to be an androgynous glam boy, now the aged diva. Still my dear Brett Anderson.


Brett Anderson - Brett Anderson
(oh the strings was played by The Dirty Pretty Strings, ha!)