whenever life feels perfect, life the bitch throws that imperfect word perfect back into my face and calls me a liar.

summer last year.

i really do miss my trip to queensland last year. it is the most beautiful place, completely serene.

don't you love me?

you know that show...that really good one...gossip girl?

i read in a magazine that little jenny humphrey aka in real life, taylor momsen toured with the veronicas in america earlier this year.
initial reaction - wtf? she is in a band? ....oh yeah, she totally sung that little cute song in the grinch but...

this song is insane. i expected shitty pop music and bad vocals...no. she's got it, i'm shocked to hear a dark and grungy sound, as i said. this song is insane.

andy warhol's words of genious

"It must be hard to be a model, because you'd want to be like the photograph of you, and you can't ever look that way." Andy Warhol

fucking genious.
it is like those photos you get where you don't look like yourself, but it's beautiful - because you don't look like yourself. but your like...it is a photo of me. but really, you wish that you actually look that way.

i wonder if he was making a stab to the beautiful edie sedgewick?


now i'm in the mood to watch factory girl...

shot of fire

i.
you once told me you don't ever want to dream, you said you wouldn't live to see thirty.
i told you i am a dreamer, and that i'll live forever.

ii.
the next time i saw you, you reached for the stars.
you swore you learnt how to dream.
i knew you were lying through your pin prick eyes,
but i pretended to play your game.

iii.
a shot of heroin gave you the chance to fly,
it gave you freedom, and love, and hope.
it filled your soul with fire.
i could only wait for you to burn out,
and i'd be the one collecting your ashes.

iv.
you never did live to see thirty.

i like to grab you by the hair...and drag you to the devil.

i finally got my hands on the debut album 'horehound' from the dead weather after hassling poor sophie for a long longgg time.

the dead weather consists of the musical genius jack white on drums & vocals (a little odd, white has always been a leading man) from the white stripes and the sabotuers, the lady with the voice i envy - alison mosshart of the fucking kills doing vocals, jack lawrence playing bass from the sabotuers and dean fertita on guitar of the sabotuers and currently of queens of the stone age. this ahmazzzinggg combination reflect on the album, you can hear each band member's influence.

the collarboration of these brilliant musicians happened on the kills/sabotuers tour (in two shows the black keys played instead of the sabotuers, kinda wishing i lived in britain last summer for these gigs...) when white got bronchitus, having mosshart step in for vocals in the sabotuers. tadah, here was the initial birth of the dead weather.


'hang you from the heavens', ze first single and film clip.


'60 feet tall' - i think this song is particularly influenced by mosshart, having a particular kills sound. if i was to hear this on the radio, initially i'd jump to the conclusion the kills have released a new album.


hands down 'i cut like a buffalo' is the most addictive track on the album, with it's reggae feel and such.


'bone house'


'treat me like your mother' in which triple j have been flogging.

it's a cruel, cruel world to face on your own.

the new album from the gossip 'music for men':


best song on the album equals dimestore diamond


heavy cross, also the current single off the album. it is a crazy film clip.

i would kill for beth ditto's voice, she has got some fucking strength.