And the subject of a picture on the wall in my hallway...that I don't seem to be able to attach the right way up, so I'm giving up after two attempts!!
Honestly, took the first picture, spent a while trying to work out how to attach pictures, came out sideways. Went back to the hallway, worked out that if I held the iPad this way up and it came out on that side, then rotating the iPad 90 degrees in that direction will get it the right way up. Nah, upside ruddy down! It's that kind of ineptitude that causes me to take a week to put up a piece of Ikea furniture, only to find I've put the shelves in the wrong way round.
I would go out tonight but I haven't got a stitch to wear This man said "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care" As much as I love those lyrics and the song, Cemetery Gates is as good as it gets: A dreaded sunny day So I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side A dreaded sunny day So I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side While Wilde is on mine So we go inside and we gravely read the stones All those people all those lives Where are they now? With the loves and hates And passions just like mine They were born And then they lived and then they died Seems so unfair And I want to cry You say: "ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn" And you claim these words as your own But I've read well, and I've heard them said A hundred times, maybe less, maybe more If you must write prose and poems The words you use should be your own Don't plagiarise or take on loan There's always someone, somewhere With a big nose, who knows And who trips you up and laughs When you fall Who'll trip you up and laugh When you fall You say : "'Ere long done do does did" Words which could only be your own And then produce the text From whence was ripped (Some dizzy whore, 1804) A dreaded sunny day So let's go where we're happy And I meet you at the cemetery gates Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side A dreaded sunny day So let's go where we're wanted And I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side But you lose 'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine Sure!
Ah, I have that one on my wall too? Ruddy heck, still upside down!! I will get the hang of this if it's the last thing I do. Actually, wrong picture too...try again.
Me and my dad have pretty much the exact same taste in music, probably peaking with taking him to see British Sea Power last year. So all my musical knowledge as a kid came from what he listened to. But he hated The Smiths, so I never really knew any of their music. Except Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now from Now 28 or 16 or 72 (whichever it was). Then when I stared uni in 2000 there was nowt new that I liked. It was another year before The Strokes released Is This It. So I was in Track Records in York and found The Smiths Singles for £2.99. The best £3 I've ever spent. Me and my best mate would just have it on repeat while we got drunk and played Champ Man or Pro Evo. The very last song of my wedding day, when everyone was pi55ed at the end of the night, happy and loved up and at one with the world, was This Charming Man. I remember looking around at all my friends and family and being the happiest I'd ever been. Although I didn't know it at the time that would be one of the last times my life was fully complete. The week I got back from my honeymoon my best friend was killed in a road accident, and dancing like idiots to that song was the last time I ever saw him. But the song doesn't make me sad, it makes me happy. I just hear the first bars and I'm back there with my new wife, dancing with my old mate. Like Morrissey. Like an idiot.
******* hell mate. You could have put a warning on that post. Now I've got to go and do the big shop with tears in my eyes. Which is almost an Ultravox song.
Erm, yeah, meandered in to something a bit deep there. Its a good message though. Power of music and all that. To redress the balance has everyone had the joy of reading the lyrics to Anaconda by Nicki Minaj. I can't even bring myself to post them on here for obvious reasons when you read them. I'm not quite sure I would describe her as a modern day Lennon and McCartney or as profound as Morrissey... http://www.metrolyrics.com/anaconda-lyrics-nicki-minaj.html
Brilliant song that is! It's my favourite smiths song but I'm also a massive fan of Panic and There's a light that never goes out. Music at its best.
Flipping heck Andy, I didn't know that about you and your friend. Like our friends EN & Jay I too have an irritation in my eyes... I am putting it down to an early start of the Hay fever season.