31 de julio de 2011

And you're always gone...

Johnny Marco:
Cleo, what's wrong?
Why are you crying?

I don't know when Mom's coming back.
She said she had to go away for a while.
But she didn't say when she was coming back.
And you're always gone.
Johnny Marco:
Come here. Don't cry, honey.

30 de julio de 2011

Oh, let me be your teddy bear...

Baby, let me be your loving teddy bear
Put a chain around my neck And lead me anywhere

Oh, let me be your teddy bear
Baby, let me be around you every night
Run your fingers through my hair and cuddle me real tight

Oh, let me be your teddy bear
I don't wanna be a tiger 'Cause tigers play too rough
I don't wanna be a lion 'Cause lions ain't the kind you love enough

Just wanna be your teddy bear
Put a chain around my neck And lead me anywhere

Oh, let me be your teddy bear
I just wanna be your teddy bear

29 de julio de 2011

He was so handsome...

Girl: How old are you, Cleo?
Cleo: Eleven.
Do you have a boyfriend?
When I was 11 I was so in love with this boy.
Nino Viti. He was so handsome. And he had a scooter.
Do you like to ride a scooter?

27 de julio de 2011

From Ian to Debbie ♥

I wish I were a Warhol silk screen
Hanging on the wall
Or little Joe or maybe Lou
I’d love to be them all
All New York City’s broken hearts
And secrets would be mine
I’d put you on a movie reel
And that would be just fine”
St Valentine’s Day poem
from Ian to Debbie, 1973

26 de julio de 2011

Someone dressed in my skin...

I dont want to be in a band anymore. 
Unknown pleasure was it. 
I was happy. 
I never meant for it to grow like this.
 When i’m up there, singing…
they dont understand how much i give. 
And how it affects me. 
Now they want more. 
They expect me to give more.
 And i dont know if i can. 
It’s like it’s not happening to me, 
but…someone pretending to be me, 
someone dressed in my skin

25 de julio de 2011

Yes, he really had done it...

I stared at him, he was so still.
 Then the rope - I hadn’t noticed the rope. 
The rope from the clothes rack was around his neck. 
I ran through to the sitting room and picked up the telephone. 
No, supposing I was wrong - another false alarm. 
I ran back to the kitchen and looked at his face - 
a long string of saliva hung from his mouth. 
Yes, he really had done it. 
What to do next? 
I looked around the room expecting to see 
Ian standing in a corner watching my reaction. 
My instinct that he was playing a cruel trick

24 de julio de 2011

I believe Ian chose his deadline

I believe Ian chose his deadline
It was important to keep up the charade in front 
of the band in case they tried to dissuade him. 
The only reason he was no longer worried about 
the American trip was because he knew that...
 he wasn’t going

23 de julio de 2011

Don't dream it, be it.

Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. 
Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh - erotic nightmares beyond any measure, and sensual daydreams to treasure forever. 
Can't you just see it? 
Don't dream it, be it.

22 de julio de 2011

Gentleness and thoughtful sincerity

People who knew Ian remember him for his gentleness and thoughtful sincerity. Possessions never really meant a great deal to him and, although his passion lay with buying records, once the shine had worn off he would be amenable to lending or giving them away. He was generous to a fault and it seemed to give him much pleasure

21 de julio de 2011

I hold the key to life... ITSELF!

It was strange the way it happened. 
Suddenly... you get a break! 
All of the pieces seem to fit into place.
 What a sucker you've been, what a fool. 
The answer was there all the time. 
It took a small aciddent to make it happen. 
 And that is how I discovered the secret. 
That elusive ingredient, that... spark that is the breath of life... 

yes I have that knowledge! 
I hold the key to life... ITSELF!

20 de julio de 2011


Well, what does it matter?
I exist on the best terms I can.
The past is now part of my future.
The present is well out of hand...

19 de julio de 2011

He’s dancing really great...

I saw three attacks and it was always two-thirds of the way through a set. And it came to a point where in the last year, you’d watch the group and suddenly you’d feel Ian may be dancing great and suddenly he’s dancing really great. Hooky and Barney would be looking nervously at the stage and you could see what was going through their minds. So I always presumed that it wasn’t because he wasn’t taking the tablets, but that he wasn’t taking enough. For something was happening within a set, doing what he did, that actually took him to that point, that actually overcame the drugs and made him have the attack

18 de julio de 2011

He killed himself on Saturday night...

He killed himself on Saturday night.
 I couldn’t believe it. 
He must have been a pretty good actor. 
We didn’t have a bleeding clue what was going on. 
You tried to help him with your limited experience and 
you did what you could, but as soon as you left him he went back, 
you know?

15 de julio de 2011

I took it as a pinch of salt...

When he told me that he had no intention of living beyond his early twenties, I took it as a pinch of salt, assumed it was a phase and that he would grow out of it
He seemed terribly young to have already made the decision that life was not worth living

I'm not bad. I'm just drawn that way.

Jessica Rabbit: 
You don't know how hard it is being 
a woman looking the way I do.
Eddie Valiant: 
You don't know how hard it is being a man looking 
at a woman looking the way you do.
Jessica Rabbit: 
I'm not bad. I'm just drawn that way.

13 de julio de 2011

Howard Phillips Lovecraft ♥

That is not dead which can eternal lie  
And with strange aeons even death may die.

My opinion of my whole experience varies from time to time. In broad daylight, and at most seasons I am apt to think the greater part of it a mere dream; but sometimes in the autumn, about two in the morning when winds and animals howl dismally, there comes from inconceivable depths below a damnable suggestions of rhythmical throbbing ... and I feel that the transition of Juan Romero was a terrible one indeed.

Very sleek and fat did the cats appear, and sonorous with purring content.

But some of us awake in the night with strange phantasms of enchanted hills and gardens, of fountains that sing in the sun, of golden cliffs overhanging murmuring seas, of plains that stretch down to sleeping cities of bronze and stone, and of shadowy companies of heroes that ride caparisoned white horses along the edges of thick forests; and then we know that we have looked back through the ivory gates into that world of wonder which was ours before we were wise and unhappy.

I recall that the people went about with pale and worried faces, and whispered warnings and prophecies which no one dared consciously repeat or acknowledge to himself that he had heard. A sense of monstrous guilt was upon the land, and out of the abysses between the stars swept chill currents that made men shiver in dark and lonely places.

But he was unmoved, and cried: "If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!"

We shall see that at which dogs howl in the dark, and that at which cats prick up their ears after midnight.

Life is a hideous thing, and from the background behind what we know of it peer daemoniacal hints of truth which make it sometimes a thousandfold more hideous. Science, already oppressive with its shocking revelations, will perhaps be the ultimate exterminator of our human species -- if separate species we be -- for its reserve of unguessed horrors could never be borne by mortal brains if loosed upon the world.

11 de julio de 2011

Maybe this is all a dream...

You are such a good boy. You sleep now. 
Dream sweet dreams. Maybe we are both dreaming. 
Maybe this is all a dream, and in the morning, 
Mommy will wake us up with milk and cookies. 
Then, after we eat, I will make love to her two or three times.
 If I can.