Thursday, July 28

summerfling

Early morning mid july
Anticipation's making me high
The smell of sunday in our hair
We ran on the beach with kennedy flair

Tuesday, July 26

seeking susan

Monday, July 25

Laura in an absent dream

and dream of London, small, and white, and clean

Friday, July 22

I remember california



summer afternoon, grey and white. colours fall asleep. sweaty clouds.
everything so far away
so far away and if that's not enough
arizona dream. last year. never thought i would ever have been there
never imagined. never dreamt
now i remember california
i remember colours
red
everything is full of poppies
eschscholzia californica

Thursday, July 21

1 year



can't believe it

Monday, July 18

susan in texas



Tx - 18 October '81

idle time

Friday, July 15

Don't go back to Rockville


looking at your watch a third time waiting in the station for a bus
going to a place that's far, so far away and if that's not enough
going where nobody says hello, they don't talk to anybody they don't know

Thursday, July 14

now face west





Think about direction, wonder why you haven't before
can you dream of california looking through a thing like this?

There isn't a number. You can call the pay phone.







Call me when you try to wake her up

Do you remember the time I knew a girl from Mars?



sitting in our dreamy days by the water’s edge,
on a cool summer’s night.
fireflies and the stars in the sky,
gentle glowing light,
from your cigarette.
the breeze blowing softly on my face,
reminds me of something else.
something that in my memory has been replaced,
suddenly it all comes back.
and as I look to the stars.

Monday, July 11

Rough Cut - volume 6







London calling
now don't LECTURE us
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust

Thursday, July 7


gli ultimi giorni di dicembre di sole freddo di un 2000 che sta per finire
osborn street che vedo adesso quanto sia vicina ad aldgate east e adesso mi ricordo
di strade lontane dalle immagini che uno si fa
di case basse
di colori
ci volevo tornare
sempre ogni volta che sto male
ci volevo tornare ogni volta che cantano i clash

London calling, yes, I was there, too
è bruttissimo

la foto è da qui

Wednesday, July 6

Gleneagles



I believe everything we dream
can come to pass through our union
we can turn the world around
we can turn the earth's revolution
we have the power
people have the pover

Dissent!

Tuesday, July 5

make capitalism history



G8 Summit
wed 6th July - fri 8th July 2005
un altro mondo è possibile

Monday, July 4

even cowgirls get the blues



to achieve the impossible, it is precisely the unthinkable that must be thought

Friday, July 1

Prospect

This is what I miss, now that there are no more Derek Jarman films: the mess, the cant, the poetry, Simon Fisher Turner's music, the real faces, the intellectualism, the bad-temperedness, the good-temperedness, the cheek, the standards, the anarchy, the romanticism, the classicism, the optimism, the activism, the glee, the bumptiousness, the resistance, the wit, the fight, the colours, the grace, the passion, the beauty.

Longlivemess.
Longlivepassion.
Longlivecompany.

yr,
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