Don’t fake it baby, lay the real thing on me
The church of man, love
Is such a holy place to be
Make me baby, make me know you really care
The last ever Bowiemas is upon us! It’s been a wonderful 8 years celebrating and dancing with you, and I look forward to seeing you all on the dance floor in your finest Bowie attire, one last time.
When: Saturday, January 7, 2012 at 10:00pm until Sunday, January 8, 2012 at 2:00pm
Doors at 10
Costume contest 11:30
The Midnight Mass
Dancing all night
And a whole lot of insanity!!!!!
21 + Tickets on sale begining the 26th at moksha or through Raton Rose. They will most likely sell out so get them while you can.
p.s. here are some photos of bowiemas over the years!!
WIshing you a merry Christmas
Hope you all have a sweet holiday!!
I see you, but you don’t see me.
Just another pass me by on the street.
Steal a glance, take no chances,
As I focus on my eyes deceit.
Thoughts manifest into nighttime dreams.
I’m sorry, but you don’t know,
That I pretend you’re here with me.
A life never lived,
Feelings never felt.
Reality presented when illusions cards are dealt.
No ill words will be spoken.
No hearts will be broken.
A stranger who brought upon this fascination,
Will remain a part of my imagination.
Fragment is a variety of photo and pocket journal musings.
The following were taken on a Yashica Auto Focus Motor-D, developed 7/1/2011
Some photos of the last week or so. Lots from Echos Birthday at Vito’s (my new favorite bar) and some at the cha cha. A few good ones from an amazing night with Ursula Rose….I so want her Keith Richards t-shirt I’m wearing in the photos!!! I guess I was lucky enough to sleep in it for one night.
Here are some of my all time favorite photos of Iggy and some good quotes too. I love this man and his music!!
“Punk rock is a word used by dilettantes and heartless manipulators about music that takes up the energies, the bodies, the hearts, the souls, the time and the minds of young men who give everything they have to it.”
”She looked at me penetratingly. So I suppose you can figure out what happened next.”
“I stare at myself in the mirror and I think, ‘Wow, I’m really great-looking.’… I think I’m the greatest, anyway.”
“They say that death kills you, But death doesn’t kill you. Boredom and indifference kill you.”
― Iggy Pop
Our taste was hot on her lips and the wine was sour in her heart.
Your eyes kept locking together more out of habit then desire.
You wondered what she saw when she gazed so blindly…
He held a strand of tears each drop belonging to a cast aside lover and he placed it around her throat pulling tightly.
She saw a falling star… a streak of Mercury in her heart.
You wonder if she tastes the poison in the bubbles…you seem to think its all she is living for.
The fog was thick and her sighs where heavy.
There where echos in the quite city…
Memories waiting at every turn of the hand
At every edge of each others face.
Feathers on the ground, ash in smoking eyes, sticky tables and soft skin pressed together in the night.
You both tried to keep the cold out of your body’s by placing it in your hearts.