things have gotten serious I seetypical contorted logic of your Jimophobe
I'm getting out of here.
Where are you going?
To the other side of morning.
Please don't chase the clouds, pagodas.
Her cunt gripped him like a warm, friendly hand.
Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Aquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery
Stripshow
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues, into your blues, yeah
Into your blue-blue Blues
Into your blues, ohh, yeah
I see your hair is burnin'
Hills are filled with fire
If they say I never loved you
You know they are a liar
Drivin' down your freeways
Midnite alleys roam
Cops in cars, the topless bars
Never saw a woman...
So alone, so alone
So alone, so alone
Motel Money Murder Madness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness
the Sisters of Mercy story is good - I'm sure there are many awesome 80s inside baseball (inside football I guess) British music critic stories - but I don't think it's a good comparison
yes, there is a ton of Morrison in Andrew Eldritch. clearly.
but, Eldritch is knowing. maybe not to his all fans, esp in the still pre-irony 80s, but clearly the man himself is on the camp etc on some level.
I love This Corrosion, Lucretia My Reflection, etc while clearly acknowledging their utter ridiculousness. The full-length video opus for This Corrosion, seriously.
I can't stop reading this in the style of Kurtis Blow or someone...Motel Money Murder Madness
Let's change the mood from glad to sadness
they are inseparable. you can't be for The Doors and not also be for Jim Morrison's poetry. it's like saying "no one is fighting grime's corner on the basis of the MC's".nobody is fighting the doors corner on the basis of jim morrisons poetry
I've always thought this about black metalThe best goths always had a sense of their own ridiculousness but I think that often gets lost across time and geography