May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Well, it is day one of “Operation Stay Away” … and although I may not like, comment, or post to the visitor wall, I can share a link to a post here. Oh…he is looking good…and a left side profile shot too…he knows what he’s doing! Today feels good. I feel better. Stronger today. I…
As I finally listen to the song…and take in the lyrics…I always read something in them. The sense of an ending…him speaking to me. What *ARE* we going to do with me? I don’t know, Jim… I’m a lost cause. I’m sorry if I ever bothered you, or if you got fed up. I apologise….
Except there is no “prize”. Well, maybe the prize of…self-fulfilment in having created something vaguely artistic. It still feels like therapy. Painful therapy that I’m not sure really helps at all any more, but in fact PROLONGS agony.
I prepare myself to go. Ready to walk away. Leave him be. At least take a break until my birthday…or just after. See if it is possible to give up a drug I am finding myself increasingly addicted to… And then… It’s like he knew… You….just had to bring up the subject of birds, didn’t…
Been fannying around tonight…doing silly stuff and just…playing…keeping the creative juices flowing…
Quite possibly the most sensual Bowie song there is. It just…expresses desire like no other song can. It isn’t about sex…other Bowie songs do that (She Shook Me Cold, for example…that’s about nothing else)…it’s about love-making, physical contact, the senses, foreplay. And it’s musically exotic…Spanish guitars…there’s a heat and sultriness to it musically because of…
Yes, I know, Jim. I already make you scream…for ALL the wrong reasons! “HER AGAIN?” “OH, PLEASE…LEAVE ME ALONE” Etc Etc
A visual one for this week. Their Friday night appearance on The Tube. It went out live. There’s an audience there. We can call that a gig, not merely a TV appearance. (It’s also where the pic for the “whirliGIG” artwork came from). Enjoy…
I wish I could still share them on the wall. To just hope he’d like one last one. I keep telling myself that *I* love doing them…and that’s all that matters… Ah, but it was a thrill when he liked one…or better still, SHARED one. I never thought my heart was going to beat at…
Monochromatically Dramatic…