Friday, February 29, 2008

tight pants thing fashion or philosophy???



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Yes i know this isn't the most representational picture, but just to get things started...

Friday, February 22, 2008

Test Shoot 3 Lost Roll at store...

Test Shoot 3 - Lost Roll

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Shine A Light


Saw you stretched out in room ten-o-nine
With a smile on your face
And a tear right in your eye
Couldnt see to get a line on you
My sweet honey love
Berber jewlry jangling down the street
Make you shut your eyes at evry woman that you meet
Couldn not seem to get a high on you
My sweet honey love

May the good lord shine a light on you
Make every song your favourite tune
May the good lord shine a light on you
Warm like the evening sun

Well, youre drunk in the alley, baby
With your clothes all torn
And your late night friends
Leave you in the cold grey dawn
Just seemed too many flies on you
I just cant brush them off

Angels beating all their wings in time
With smiles on their faces
And a gleam right in their eyes
Thought I heard one sigh for you
Come on up, come on up, now
Come on up, now

May the good lord shine a light on you
Make every song you sing your favourite tune
May the good lord shine a light on you
Warm like the evening sun
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

She she delivers right on time, I can't resist a corny line



LET IT LOOSE
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Who's that woman on your arm all dressed up to do you harm
And I'm hip to what she'll do, give her just about a month or two.
Bit off more than I can chew and I knew what it was leading to,
Some things, well, I can't refuse,
One of them, one of them the bedroom blues.
She delivers right on time, I can't resist a corny line,
But take the shine right off you shoes,
Carryin', carryin' the bedroom blues.
Oo...

In the bar you're getting drunk, I ain't in love, I ain't in luck.
Hide the switch and shut the light, let it all come down tonight.
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger,
Some face you'll never see no more.

Let it all come down tonight.
Keep those tears hid out of sight, let it loose, let it all come down.

Recorded between December 1971 and March, 1972. Released on Exile On Main Street in 1972.Lead Vocal: Mick Jagger Backing Vocals: Tamiya Lynn, Shirley Goodman, Dr. John, Clydie King, Venetta Field & Joe Green Electric Guitars: Keith Richards & Mick Taylor Bass: Bill Wyman Drums: Charlie Watts Piano: Dr. John Saxophone: Bobby Keys Trumpet & Trombone: Jim Price

Rolling Stones - Loving Cup 1972 live



LOVING CUP
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

I'm the man on the mountain, come on up.
I'm the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud.
Yes, I'm fumbling and I know my car don't start.
Yes, I'm stumbling and I know I play a bad guitar.
Give me little drink from your loving cup.
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk.

I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun.
I'm the man that brings you roses when you ain't got none.
Well I can run and jump and fish, but I won't fight
You if you want to push and pull with me all night.

Give me little drink from you loving cup.
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk.

I feel so humble with you tonight,
Just sitting in front of the fire.
See your face dancing in the flame,
Feel your mouth kissing me again,
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz,
What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz.
Oh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz.

Yes, I am nitty gritty and my shirt's all torn,
But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn.

Give me little drink from your loving cup.
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk.

SHE SAID: "there should be a beautiful prelude to a fully realized love and everything else life has to offer will come."

Recorded between December 1971 and March, 1972. Released on Exile On Main Street in 1972.
Lead Vocal: Mick Jagger Background Vocals: Mick Jagger & Keith Richards Guitars: Keith Richards & Mick Taylor Bass: Bill Wyman Drums: Charlie Watts Piano: Nicky Hopkins Saxophone: Bobby Keys Trumpet & Trombone: Jim Price Maracas: Jimmy Miller


TenneyMead (11 hours ago)
where are the steel drums?

howlingjim (1 week ago)
agh! the greatest love song ever written!!!

Rolling Stones - ROcks oFF


(m. jagger/k. richards)

I hear you talking when Im on the street,
Your mouth dont move but I can hear you speak.
Whats the matter with the boy?
He dont come around no more,
Is he checking out for sure?
Is he gonna close the door on me?

Im always hearing voices on the street,
I want to shout, but I cant hardly speak.
I was making love last night
To a dancer friend of mine.
I cant seem to stay in step,
cause she come evry time that she pirouettes over me.

And I only get my rocks off while Im dreaming,
I only get my rocks off while Im sleeping.

Im zipping through the days at lightning speed.
Plug in, flush out and fire the fuckin feed.
Heading for the overload,
Splattered on the dirty road,
Kick me like youve kicked before,
I cant even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while Im dreaming, (only get them off)
I only get my rocks off while Im sleeping. (only get them off)

Feel so hypnotized, cant describe the scene.
Its all mesmerized all that inside me.
The sunshine bores the daylights out of me.
Chasing shadows moonlight mystery.
Headed for the overload,
Splattered on the dirty road,
Kick me like youve kicked before,
I cant even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while Im dreaming (only get them off, get them off),
I only get my rocks off while Im sleeping (only get them off, get them off).


(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Hey girls, you better listen to me
I'm getting starved for your company
All day Monday, and all day Tuesday
I played football, there's nothing on the telly
Now ever since I was just 13 years old
Well, I always felt shy but I acted so bold
I never had the money and I never had the class
But I always seemed to get myself a Saturday night piece of ass!
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys all go, hold me tight
Where the boys all go, Saturday night
Where the boys all go
Saturday morning you can see me at the pub
and I'm pissing away me money and I can't stand up
Cab fare, pop? You look silly in the road
Get in everybody, where the boys all go!
Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeee--eeeeeeee
Hey! Never keep a secret from yuuuuuuuuuwwwwwww
Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeeee-eeeeeee
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys go, hold me tight
Where the boys go, stand around and grope
Where the boys go, showing off their clothes
Where the boys go, down the disco!
Hey girls, what you doin' tonight?
Now do you want to dance, or do you want to bite?
Look here, darlin, I know the score
Paint your face, dye your hair, I'll see you round the back!
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys go, hold me tight
Where the boys go, Saturday night
Where the boys go, for a giggle and a lawff
Where the boys go, and a little piece of ass
Where the boys go, for a little piece of this
Where the boys go, for a little piece of that
Where the boys go, for a little piece of stick!
Where the boys go, for a little piece of cunt!

HOT STUFF

Hot stuff, hot stuff
Can't get enough
Hot stuff, hot stuff, can't get enough

The music is mighty, mighty fine
Hot stuff
Play it rough

Cause music is what I want
To keep my body always moving
Yeah, shake it up, hot stuff

Everyday I get another dose
I can't stand it when the music stops
Hot stuff

Everybody on the dance floor
You know what I'm talking about
Music make you forget all your trouble
Make you sing and make you tell the whole wide world
So what? Hot stuff

I want to tell all my friends in London
There ain't nothing wrong with you
But you'd better shape up
Shake it up, your hot stuff

All the people in New York City
I know you all going broke
But I know your tough, yeah you're hot stuff

To everybody in Jamaica
That's working in the sun
Your hot, your hot stuff
Shake it up, hot stuff

Sunday, February 17, 2008

John Lennon - Starting Over

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Video Interviews Test Shoot

Sunday, February 3, 2008

You are not my typewriter But you could be my demon moving forward through the flaming doors



It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
There's a war on

You're gonna lose
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die

Just watching the miles flying by
Just watching the miles flying by
You are not my typewriter
But you could be my demon
moving forward through the flaming doors

You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
if you want to want to be alive, okay?

You have to lose
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
if you want to want to be alive

You have to die
You have to die
You have to learn how to die
if you want to want to be alive, okay?

New order - Perfect kiss (Non-Inuendo ;-10 minutes version)


I stood there beside myself,
Thinking hard about the weather
Then came by a friend of mine
Suggested we go out together
Then I knew it from the start:
This friend of mine would fall apart
Pretending not to see his gun,
I said lets go out and have some fun
I know, you know, you believe in a land of love
I know, you know, we believe in a land of love

I have always thought about
Staying here and going out
Tonight I should have stayed at home,
Playing with my pleasure zone
He has always been so strange,
Id often thought he was deranged
Pretending not to see his gun,
I said lets go out and have some fun
I know, you know, we believe in a land of love
I know, you know, we believe in a land of love

When you are alone at night
You search yourself for all the things
That you believe are right
If you give it all away
You throw away your only chance to be here today
Then a fight breaks out on your street
You lose another broken heart in a land of meat
My friend, he took his final breath
Now I know the perfect kiss is the kiss of death