Monday, February 23, 2015

Strangeways, Here We Come



                                             I'd like to drop my trousers to The Queen
                                         Every sensible child will know what this means
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                                                                      Steve Strange


                                                                     Fade to Grey

Steve Strange went from being lead singer of Visage and fame in the 80's to being arrested for shoplifting in the 90's.  A sad tale of going from wealth and fame to having nothing.


                                                       Shoplifters of the World Unite

Heroin addiction, a nervous breakdown and finally shoplifting were a culmination of the mournful fall from grace.  Steve Strange died on February 12, 2015 at age 55.  RIP.


                                                                   6 Underground

                                                       Overground, watch this space
                                                       I'm open to falling from grace

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Addendum

In early 2013, Steve Strange organized a new version of Visage.  They released a new album "Hearts and Knives" in May of 2013.  They also did some live dates in support of this album.  Steve had been in the process of getting his life back together for years and had turned the corner.  His passing after coming back from his fall, makes this epilogue quite sorrowful.  Life is indeed a Pigsty.  Thanks George for adding your comment to enhance the story.




Sunday, February 22, 2015

Seconds

It only takes seconds for a life to change.  It only takes seconds for a life to end.  Seconds can be precious.  In a matter of seconds one can go from hero to goat.  Seconds can decide whether one lives or dies.  The decisions one makes in seconds can affect an entire life.  Never let your guard down.


                                                                             Seconds

                                                                   
                                                                           Seconds


                                                                   
                                                                     17 Seconds

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Hot In The City


Well, I just got into town about an hour ago.  Took a look around, see which way the wind blow. Say it ain't so!  Seeing this news gave me the slightest Whiplash Smile.  Our Moz was spotted outside the Billy Idol concert in LA on Tuesday Feb. 18.  It was a real Shock To The System.  I can't imagine Morrissey letting out a Rebel Yell at the concert.  But as they say, it's Nobody's Business who Mozza decides to see.  Well, I'll get back to Dancing With Myself now.



Monday, February 16, 2015

What Am I?

As I was busting my ass riding my exercise bike this afternoon, I was thinking about several things.  Most notably I thought, What am I?  After some contemplation my answer was..... What I am.  Its pretty sad that was the best I could come up with.


                                                             What I am is what I am
                                                             Are you what you are or what?

So naturally after figuring out that what I am is what I am the next logical question is Why I am?
This is a major botheration as it seems I am quite directionless.  There is no compass.  Wondering aimless from day to day.  Its the realization that one is not exceptional, peculiar maybe, but certainly not extraordinary.


                                                   Its the lose and the win of the world
                                              Wrong and right, us and them of the world

The inner disappointment in knowing one has no special talent or gift is very disheartening.  But hey its the lose and the win of the world.  One must continue on with style, correct?  A smile on my face for everyone I meet?  What I have learned is to expect nothing, anticipate nothing and become nothing because in reality I am nothing.


                                                                      Always
                                                            Knows the prospects
                                                                 Learn to expect
                                                                       Nothing

When I was a young child, I was very much into politics.  Which is strange for a youngster.  People told me when you get older you're going to be a politician.  Maybe a Senator or Governor or President.  I was exposed to the world of politics and became very disillusioned at what a major cesspool it was.  A world of corruption, phonies and ego's.  Not the place I choose to inhabit.


                                             'Cause they told me when I was younger
                                                 Said boy, you're gonna be President
                                                        But just like everything else
                                                            Those old crazy dreams
                                                           Just kinda came and went

I shall continue on with the charade of life because there is no other choice.  Go to sleep, wake up, go to work each day.  Rinse, repeat, rewash.  No one gets out of this world alive.  I will celebrate nothing and being nothing by playing Ice Hockey and going to the bar after the game this Friday.  At that time, life will have me a little less by the throat, only temporarily of course.


                                          You just gotta sit yourself down
                                                  To contemplate
                                         You get yourself a nice cold beer
                                             And drink yourself away
                                            You're celebrating nothing
                                               And you feel a-okay


                                                        There I am, imitating a hockey player
                                                         There I go, turn the page

                              "Find a place inside where there's joy, and the joy will burn out the pain."
                                                       Joseph Campbell
                                               

Friday, February 13, 2015

Billion Year Old Carbon


                                             We've got to get ourselves back to the garden


Well, I came across a child of God


We are stardust, we are golden





Mr. Greed I think your time has come.
We're gonna sing it and pray it and live it then say it.

I sincerely hope Buffy Sainte-Marie accepts Morrissey's offer to join his tour.  It would be stardust and golden.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Time The Conqueror


                                                  Time will heal all wounds but time.........


                                                          Are you there?
                                                          Say a prayer for the pretender
                                                          Who started out so young and strong
                                                          Only to surrender......

                                            From The Pretender to................The Pretenders

                                                       
                                                        Thought that time was on your side
                                                        Now it's time the avenger

Time..... the endless river, rolls on.  Time wins every time.  Time conquers you.  Time is never on your side.  Start out young and strong only to surrender...... to time.  Time is always the avenger.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

57

Late as usual because my irrelevant life is more important than those who died on February 6, 1958. Sorry.
Prayers for all who died.