Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Monday, 19 September 2011

rage 2008.


The quality is terrible but you get the idea.

OH MY GOD. I have never felt so much excitement in a crowd. The anticipation. The heat. We were so ready for it you could feel it in the air. Mental. Amazing amazing amazing. 

Getting excited for the Foos in December. FUCK CHA.

Sunday, 28 August 2011

florence.




have i told you lately that i love you?

07/11/11

i am so very excited to hear o so much more, and it's even more exciting to think of all the wonderful memories i know i will be making in the back/foreground of all these pending sounds, just waiting to envelope my musical attention span.

Saturday, 9 July 2011

the craft.


"we are the weirdos, mister."

ah, many an afternoon spent 'toiling' (ha) in the garden shed, surrounded by tea lights, writing spells, playing with ouija boards, and practising black magic. this was a normal thing for 12 year olds to do, right?

Thursday, 21 April 2011

Sunday, 10 April 2011

portobello in summer.

i want to show you england when it's not brown and murky. it can be really beautiful. summer makes everything better :)

i feel like i'm coming out of hibernation.

1994.









 an up-side to having a clear out.


Saturday, 26 March 2011

still burning.

" Now I feel home. We talk about everything, the keyboards have disappeared.  This week has been so intense, we are burning and I’m scared we will burn out.

On Friday we went to the Bar on the Hill and we were a couple. I love being a couple with him."


17/10/09

Sunday, 20 March 2011

once more.


OK so it wasn't the best episode (I'm not sure I could ever pick tbh...) but it was pretty awesome...
I've got a theory,
That it's a demon,
A dancing demon-
No, somthing isn't right there.

I've got a theory,

Some kid is dreaming,

and we're all stuck inside his wacky Broadway nightmares.

I've got a theory, we should work this out.

It's getting eerie,

What's this cheery singing all about?


It could be be witches, some evil witches...

Which is ridiculous cos witches they were persecuted Wicca good and love the 
Earth and women power and I'll be over here.


I've got a theory, it could be bunnies.....

(I've got a theo-)



Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes!

They've got those hoppy legs and twitchy little noses-

And what's with all the carrots,

What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?

Bunnies!

Bunnies!

It must be bunnies!

..or maybe midgets.





I've got a theory, 




we should work this fast.




Because it clearly could get serious before it's passed...

Saturday, 12 March 2011

alisha.


dancing in the living room which was full of ornamental pigs and eclectic dangling wind-chimes on a saturday night with national lottery on 'mute' remnants of poppadoms on the floor with my parents who were probably tipsy and older wiser cooler sister and i would wear pigtails because i looked most like emma bunton than any of the others and army print trousers with alisha's attic on full booming through dad's 20 year old free standing speakers which he always insisted on having even though they took up 60% of the floor space in the little semi where i grew up and we'd phone my grandparents to see if anyone was a millionaire after they'd announced the numbers

Wednesday, 2 March 2011

just one.

if i had just one summer with you.

give me just the time, the money, the weather to sew my dreams together and i'd make it all ours.

patchwork collaborations of memories, longings, hopes, aspirations and we'd live it all out together.

bicycle rides through green local villages straight from childhood memories, and we'll giggle at pub names.

long sunday mornings with no-where to go but maybe the corner shop to buy eggs for breakfast.

i'll dress up for you, you'll take me out, hold my hand, take me no further than that bar we always walked past but never went in: it's a glamorous paradise right outside my front door when i'm with you.

we'll dance in my bedroom, in our lounge room, in bars, in streets, in fields.

we'll lay on the grass and watch all the families and friends being together at festivals.

we'll stay up late, intoxicated, elated, watching our favourite bands together or discovering new music.

we'll beg for the sun to stay down just so we can lay together that little bit longer.

i'll throw parties and show you off, show us off, laugh and talk well into the night.

we'll watch the new harry potter movie together.

we'll see each other's bare legs and arms in public as we squint through rays of sunshine.





if i had just one summer with you, i'd never let you forget.