Grandpa Boris ;-)

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Strange Hours

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QVW9_A9Xois 

"Strange hours" - Recoil and Diamanda Galas

I'm gonna walk on up to heaven
I'm sure you'll see me there
Might be the last dead man to make it
Hell yeah, I know that I'll get there

There I will be wearing clothes of fire 
But I'm sure you'll see me there
I'm gonna crawl on up to heaven

I may be trailing you in ashes 
But you know that I'll be there
I will find you there
I will find you there
 
He kept strange hours
Locked himself away in his room 
Before being seen shouting at the window
And, he had murdered his fiancee
He sacrificed her for the purity of all mankind

I'll be waiting for you here


Del álbum "Liquid" (2000)


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Gran descubrimiento: Mrs. Diamanda Galas en pleno éxtasis de trip hop  ;-)






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Desde la Rusia decadente

My name's Andrey and my surname's Kezzyn though here on the Net I'm better-known as Kezzyn Waits. I took up photography quite a short time ago or at least it seems so. I've come a long way from the lad with a camera at an in-company party to the lecturer and training instructor for one of the biggest photographic schools in Russia. I can sound far more convincing while saying that at a workshop so you're welcome: come and hear my story live.

For years I'd been using film cameras in my job and had thought of film photograhy as the main and the right one. Now I'm not as dedicated as I used to be. My photographic religion has become a united confession. I believe that a real photographer shoots out of their head and heart and it doesn't matter what type of camera they use. I really like my job. And I'm truly grateful to all the people who are helping me to create my mean little pictures. I hope you'll love them. They're like kids to me. Some of them are cleverer, others are more light-hearted. But I love them all alike.

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Recién he descubierto a este artista ruso :) 

Impresionante su trabajo.

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Carteles antiguos de Dracula

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I'm hell on heels

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UjRTStBUst8

"Hell on Heels" - Pistol Annies

I'm hell on heels
Say what you will
I done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels
Baby, I'm coming for you
This diamond ring
On my hand's
The only good thing
That came from that man
Got a G.T.O. from one named Joe
And a big piece of land down in Mexico
I'm hell on heels
Baby, I'm coming for you
I got a pink guitar
A Lincoln town car
From ol' what's his name
I meet at a bar
Got a high rise flat in Hollywood
From a married man who wasn't up to no good
I'm hell on heels
Baby, I'm coming for you
Then there's Jim
I almost forgot I ran him off
But I took the yacht
Poor ol' Billy
Bless his heart
I'm still using his credit card
I'm hell on heels
Sugar daddy, I'm coming for you
I'm hell on heels
Say what you will
I done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels
Baby, I'm coming for you
I'm hell on heels
Say what you will
I done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels
Sugar daddy, I'm coming for you

Del álbum "Hell on Heels" (2011)

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I never played by the rules

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJrbHapH5pM

"Youth Gone Wild" - Skid Row

Whoa yeah
Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town
I never played by the rules and I never really cared
My nasty reputation takes me everywhere
Well I look and see it's not only me
So many others have stood where I stand
We are the young so raise your hands
They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
Boss screamin' in my ear about who I'm supposed to be
Get a 3-piece Wall Street smile and then you'll look just like me
I said "Hey man, there's something that you oughta know.
I tell ya Park Avenue leads to Skid Row."
Well I look and see it's not only me
We're standin' tall ain't never a doubt
We are the young, so shout it out
They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
Well let me hear you get wild
They call us problems child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
(We are the youth gone wild)
We stand and we won't fall
We're one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
(We are the youth gone wild)
They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We stand and we won't fall
We're one and one for all
Whoa
We are the youth gone wild
Whoa
We are the youth gone wild
Yeah
We are the youth gone wild
Whoa
We are the youth gone wild
Gone wild

Del álbum "Skid Row" (1989)

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Diecisiete años y tarareaba a esta banda. A partir de Sebastian Bach, declaré que lo mío eran los hombres con melena ;-)

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Big City Nights

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU5F6koLUac

"Big City Nights" - Scorpions

When the daylight is falling down into the night
And the sharks try to cut a big piece out of life
It feels alright to go out to catch an outrageous thrill
But it's more like spinning wheels of fortune
Which never stand still
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
When the sunlight is rising up in my eyes
And the long night has left me back at somebody's side
It feels alright for a long sweet minute like hours before
But it's more like looking out for something
I can't find anymore
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
Always yearning
There is no dream
That you can't make true, if you're looking for love
But there's no girl
Who's burning the ice away from my heart
Maybe tonight!
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
Always yearning
Big city, big city nights
You keep me burning
Big city, big city nights
Always yearning

Del álbum "Love at First Sting" (1984)

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Scorpions, una banda que ocupa un lugar muy importante en el soundtrack de mi vida :)

A estos germanos les debo mi pasión por el hard rock :D

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Witches!

 

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You're frozen when your heart's not open

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XS088Opj9o0

"Frozen" - Madonna

[Verse:]

You only see what your eyes want to see
How can life be what you want it to be
You're frozen
When your heart's not open

You're so consumed with how much you get
You waste your time with hate and regret
You're broken
When your heart's not open

[Chorus:]

Mmmmmm, if I could melt your heart
Mmmmmm, we'd never be apart
Mmmmmm, give yourself to me
Mmmmmm, you hold the key

Now there's no point in placing the blame
And you should know I suffer the same
If I lose you
My heart will be broken

Love is a bird, she needs to fly
Let all the hurt inside of you die
You're frozen
When your heart's not open

[chorus]
[verse]
[chorus, repeat]

If I could melt your heart 

Del álbum "Ray of light" (1998)

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"A mystical creature. The embodiment of female angst" fueron los primeros comentarios que surgieron tras el estreno del video Frozen en 1998. La artista pop que pasaba por un momento místico -real o comercialmente muy bien enfocado- recuperaba su cabellera oscura y se envolvía en ropajes que a muchos nos resultaban sospechosamente familiares, jejeje, por obra del diseñador belga Olivier Theyskens ;-) Como remate, la artista pop había decidido llevar tatuajes temporales de mehndi en sus manos luciendo en la palma el símbolo OM.

Sinceramente, la dirección del video y la fotografía me gustan mucho. Y muchísmo más el ajuar que luce Madonna  :D

 

 

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Ashes to ashes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMThz7eQ6K0

"Ashes to ashes" - David Bowie

Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song
I've heard a rumour from Ground Control
Oh no, don't say it's true

They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too
I've loved all I've needed love
Sordid details following"

The shrieking of nothing is killing 
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I
Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
But I'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing

Ashes to ash and funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
I'm stuck with a valuable friend
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too"
One flash of light but no smoking pistol

I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom
My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom
My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom
My mother said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom

Del álbum "Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) (1980)

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Los acompañantes de Mr. David Bowie en el video no son otros que Steve Strange y algunos de los Blitz Kids, los cuasi "creadores" de la estética New Romantic :) 

Aquí las impresiones de Steve Strange de poder participar en el video de su máximo ídolo ;-)

 It was about a month laster, in july, when we had a visit from
my childhood idol, David Bowie.  There had already been
rumours that his 'Boys Keep Swinging' video, in which he
donned lip gloss and dress up as various women, had been
inspired by some of the sartorial antics at Billy's,  and Bowie
was always keen to throw himself into the latest,  coolest
trends,  so it should not really have been a surprise when he
appeared unannounced.  But despite my outward show of
calm, inside I had butterflies, wondering what he wanted and
what he would think of Blitz.  We had no prior warning, and
he arrived with two other people and his PA Coco, whom I
didn't was very nice.  We managed to sneak them into the club
the back way to avoid a fuss and usher him upstairs to a private
area.  David himself was charming and asked if I would join
him upstairs for a drink when I had finished on the door. I
wanted to go straight away, but, annoyingly, I had to do my
job first and stay at the door.

 Word soon spread like wildfire that David Bowie was there.  He
was probably the reason most people at the club had got into
pop music in the first place.  Travel back to the childhood
bedroom of most Blitz habitués and you'd a Bowie poster on
the wall.  He had changed his look and his sound so many
times,  there were more than enough images to go round. The
alien from Low and The Man Who Fell To Earth, Aladdin Sane,
Diamond Dogs, Ziggy Stardust.  He was on the person that
everyone there would cite as an influence, even  more
important than punk.  Everyone wanted to go upstairs and see
him.  We had to have extra security to keep people back.  He
said it was a great scene and asked me if I would like to appear
in the video for his next single, Ashes To Ashes. He also asked
me if I could suggest a make-up artist for him, and I
recommended Richard Sharah, the man who did my make-up .
Imagine, when I was a 13-year-old boy,  this man had been my
ultimate hero.  I just couldn't believe it.  He  then said to me, "
Look, I'd  like it felt to you to pick the clothes you are going to
wear, and to choose three other extras for the video.  But there
is only one snag. We have to meet tomorrow morning at 6am
outside the Hilton to leave for the location shoot."  Blitz didn't
finish until 2.30 and I didn't  usually get home until 3.30am.
This was the most important moment of my life.  I rushed
around and found Judith Franklin, Darla Jane Gilroy and
another girl for the video.

 As soon as the club closed I rushed home and sorted out my
outfit.  We had quickly agreed that we should all dress as
gothic, ecclesiastical priests, in black an white topped off with
heads and crucifixes. The  Vatican always was a great source of
inspiration.  I had a long gown on and a kind of meted
beekeeper' hat designed by Stephen Jones and was all ready to
be jetted off to a glamorous location.  Barbados ? Spain ? Paris
? The coach arrived and we were told where we were going.
Southend.
As if turned out, a kiss-me-quick hat was not required.  It may
have sounded tacky and not at all what I expected from David
Bowie,  but I have really fond memories of the video-shoot, my
first of many.  It was done on a quiet beach which had been
closed off to the public.  It  seemed like a very long day for a
three-minute film.  The basic plot for the day involved David
Bowie in a pierrot outfit, much like the one I had been wearing
at Blitz, walking along the beach followed by me and the girls
and then a bulldozer.  Don't ask me what it was meant to
mean, though I'm sure David and the director David Mallett
were striving for something in particular.....

The difficult was getting us all to move along at the correct
speed.  If I was too fast, I caught David up;  if I was too slow,
the bulldozer kept catching the robe I was wearing.  There's a
famous moment in it where it looks as if Iam  bending forward
to bow. What I was actually doing was moving the em of my
robe to avoid getting pulled over by the bulldozer, but they
decided to keep it in.  It was a real learning experience about
the lengh of time as video takes, but throughout the day I
could no stop thinking that I was actually working with the
man I had worshipped as a teenager.  I had queued outside a
record shop in Pontypool to buy his new album when I was 13,
 and now he wanted to work with me.  When I was handing
out flyers for Billy's I'd never thought something like that
would happen,  but  the clubs where beginning to pay off.
I was delighted when I was handed my wages of 50 pounds by
a grateful member of the production team. It had been hard,
nerve-wracking, demanding work, but worth every second.  And
I was determined that this would not be my last time in front
of the cameras.  I didn't tell them, but I would have paid them
to have appeared in a video with David Bowie.

Steve Strange

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