I found out this morning that a very good friend of mine has passed away. Although we had been close for a few years, since I had moved to London 2 years ago we had sort of lost touch. 

He called me about a month and a half ago, and didn’t seem well, but appeared to be making an effort. 

This effort against the struggle with himself that he’d fought for so many years, longer than I’d known him and longer than most others who knew him-turned out to not be enough.

I can say that today was an odd morning. It is unseasonably cold in Los Angeles today. I am barefoot as I am writing this and my feet feel like icicles. 

I won’t put on sox today. 

I will miss you friend. So will everyone else. 

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lost London lover

the person who directed this video should never be allowed to direct another video.

Why the animosity?

Either the director is a total fucking idiot, or if given the benefit of the doubt, wasn’t privy to the information regarding TH and JW (see my last post), in which case, upon further reflection, would make them a fucking idiot by default for not doing their homework. 

So this morning I’ll name names. Chris Applebaum, although you’ve directed the likes of Ween and Mary J, but also the likes of Hanson, Hayden Panetierre, and Paris, I’d like for you to suck it, simply for the fact that you either don’t know shit about what songs or written about, or you simply chose to go along with what the label told you to do, in which case you are again the A1 fuckstick for right now for not even knowing how to correctly and simply COPY the GoGo’s video.

Shit Chris. And I thought I was a hack.  

GoGo’s version. I still like the Terry Hall FB3 original more (which TH and JW co wrote about being in love and a secret relationship they had that started while TH was still married to his first wife) Although I must admit that the GoGo’s version reminds me of home so much…and furthermore makes me wonder

…what if that blonde girl from London, the last one I spoke to on the phone, from Heathrow right before I got on the plane and left that beautiful world, what if she’d have come, not with me right then and there, but would’ve come to LA?

have loved this song for a long time; it reminds me of fleeting relationships in London that were so beautiful in their inception but that I always knew would never last.

I am full of regret over these decisions.

from Beige records. Check them out, here:

http://www.beigerecords.com/media/audio/mp3.html

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Poster by Tomer Hanuka

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krza:

Whiskey is best served with gunpowder

and a case of choice vinyl.

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