ALTER EGO'S

Tuesday

something out of a fairytale

I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate-stone
On the fore-finger of an alderman,
Drawn with a team of little atomies
Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep;
Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs,
The cover of the wings of grasshoppers,
The traces of the smallest spider's web,
The collars of the moonshine's watery beams,
Her whip of cricket's bone, the lash of film,
Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,
Not so big as a round little worm
Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;
Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut
Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub,
And in this state she gallops night by night
Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;

This is she

Mercutio; Romeo and Juliet


















Friday

SCHWARTZE FREITAG

SHOPPING AT A DEPARTMENT STORE AT THREE IN THE MORNING DOES NOT EXCITE ME.


IT'S ALL ABOUT CYBER MONDAY.  I'VE GOT THE PATIENCE TO WAIT TWO DAYS FOR MY SHIT TO GET SHIPPED.

IN THE MEAN TIME HERE ARE SOME RANDOM BLACK&WHITE FRIDAY SHOTS.


     SHE LIKES THE BOYS IN THE BAND 
     SHE SAYS THAT I'M HER ALL TIME FAVORITE
     WHEN I MAKE MY MOVE TO HER ROOM IT'S THE RIGHT TIME.


 




   TOOK A STROLL DURING ONE OF MY SHOWS 
       AND RAN INTO THIS
      MONSTER.








           LATE FOR MY DATE 


               ONE WAY TICKET





              GETTING AWAY WITH MURDER 

             GOOD MORNING


         LONE RANGER 


   DRIVE ME CRAZY BABY


 

SEATTLE, WASHINGTON



HE LOVES ME
HE LOVES ME NOT
HE LOVES ME
HE LOVES ME NOT
FUCK IT, I'LL KILL YOU EITHER WAY. 
 

HUNTER OF SHADOWS

 

Monday

DO THIS OR DIE.




GO GET A GOAT. OR A KID. I'M NOT KIDDING

FACE IT, WHATEVER YOU ASK FOR THIS HOLIDAY SEASON IS GOING TO LOOK HORRIBLE ON YOU
AND ON TOP OF THAT YOU'LL PROBABLY BREAK YOUR NEW iPhone OR DROP THAT iPad. 
YOU CAN'T EVEN PLAY GUITAR THAT WELL SO DON'T ASK FOR THAT EITHER. 
YOU'RE PROBABLY LIKE THE THOUGHT OF A PUPPY MORE THAN THE RESPONSIBILITY OF ONE TOO.
WHAT YOU SHOULD ASK FOR IS A GOAT.
OR A SHEEP.
CHICKEN. 
OR COW. 

OR JUST THE MONEY TO BUY ONE...

THEN DONATE IT.

TOTO, I DON'T THINK WE'RE IN KANSAS ANYMORE





The exploration of space will go ahead, whether we join in it or not, and it is one of the great adventures of all time, and no nation which expects to be the leader of other nations can expect to stay behind in this race for space. 

For the eyes of the world now look into space, to the moon and to the planets beyond, and we have vowed that we shall not see it governed by a hostile flag of conquest, but by a banner of freedom and peace. We have vowed that we shall not see space filled with weapons of mass destruction, but with instruments of knowledge and understanding.

President John F. Kennedy - September 12, 1962

Wednesday

INTRO TO US

LIFESTYLE. fashion.ART.music.

INSPIRED BY
TASTE
TOUCH
SIGHT
SMELL
&
SOUND
Photographer: Cayla Croft

Model: Sandra Sztremer 
@amerikynbeauty

Monday

102 FEVER AND 120 DEGREES OUTSIDE

THE SUN IS SETTING
LIKE MOLASSES IN THE SKY
THE BOY COULD SING
KNEW HOW TO MOVE
EVERYTHING
ALWAYS WANTING MORE
HE'D LEAVE YOU LONGING FOR

BLACK VELVET
IN THE LITTLE BOY'S SMILE
BLACK VELVET
WITH THAT SLOW SOUTHERN STYLE

A NEW RELIGION
THAT WILL BRING YOU TO YOUR KNEES

MAMA'S BABY'S IN THE HEART OF
EVERY SCHOOL GIRL
LOVE ME TENDER
LEAVES THEM CRYING IN THE AISLES.

EVERY WORD 
OF EVERY SONG THAT HE SANG
WAS FOR YOU
IN A FLASH HE WAS GONE


WHITE LIGHTNING
BOUND TO DRIVE YOU WILD







 
 




TWO THOUSAND 100 FOURTY THREE MILES

AFTER SCHOOL
WALKING HOME
FRESH DIRT UNDER MY FINGERNAILS
AND I CAN SMELL 
HOT ASPHALT
CARS SCREECH
TO A HALT TO LET ME PASS 

 
I CANNOT REMEMBER
WHAT LIFE WAS LIKE 
THROUGH PHOTOGRAPHS
TRYING TO RECREATE IMAGES
LIFE GIVES US FROM OUR PAST 

BUT I CANNOT FORGET
REFUSE TO REGRET
SO GLAD I MET YOU
 
TAKE MY BREATH AWAY
MAKE EVERYDAY
WORTH ALL OF THE PAIN THAT I HAVE
GONE THROUGH
 


SHE SAID THE BATTLES ALMOST WON
AND WE'RE ONLY SEVERAL MILES FROM THE SUN
 
THE RHYTHM OF HER CONVERSATION
THE PERFECTION OF HER CREATION
THE SEX SHE SLIPPED INTO MY COFFEE
THE WAY SHE FELT WHEN SHE FIRST SAW ME
  

HATE TO LOVE
AND
LOVE TO HATE HER
LIKE A BROKEN RECORD PLAYER
BACK AND FORTH AND HERE AND GONE
AND ON AND ON
 AND ON AND ON 

M5 
 





GYPSY LOVE

IN THE MORNING
 DON'T SAY YOU LOVE ME
'CAUSE I'LL ONLY KICK YOU
OUT OF THE DOOR

RED LIPS 
HAIR 
AND FINGERNAILS
I HEAR 
YOUR A MEAN OLD JEZABEL
LETS GO UP STAIRS AND READ MY TAROT CARDS
 
FOR TONIGHT YOU BETTER STAY WITH ME  


I'LL PAY YOUR CAB FARE HOME
YOU CAN EVEN USE
 MY BEST COLOGNE
JUST DON'T BE HERE
 IN THE MORNING
 WHEN I WAKE UP
 


 
 


DEVILS & DUST

I got my finger on the trigger
But I don't know who to trust
When I look into your eyes
There's just devils and dust
 

We're a long
long way from home, Bobbie
Home's a long
long way from us

And I'm just trying to survive
What if 
what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
?

Well I dreamed of you last night
In a field 
of blood 
and stone 


Fear's a dangerous thing
It can turn your heart black
you can trust  




PETER PAN


SHE DANCES WHILE HIS FATHER PLAYS GUITAR
SHE'S SUDDENLY BEAUTIFUL
WE ALL WANT SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL
I WISH I WAS BEAUTIFUL
SO COME DANCE THIS SILENCE DOWN THROUGH THE MORNING

 
BELIEVE IN
ME
HELP ME 
BELIEVE
IN ANYTHING
I WANT TO BE 
SOMEONE WHO BELIEVES 

COMING THROUGH IN STEREO
WHEN EVERYBODY LOVES YOU
YOU CAN NEVER BE LONELY
I WILL PAINT MY PICTURE
 
 

I WANT TO BE A LION
EVERYBODY WANTS TO PASS AS CATS
WE ALL WANT TO BE BIG BIG STARS

BUT...
WE GOT DIFFERENT
REASONS FOR THAT
MR. JONES AND ME
STUMBLING THROUGH THE BARRIO
YEAH
WE STARE AT THE BEAUTIFUL WOMEN
"SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU MAN"
THERE'S GOT TO BE
SOMEBODY
FOR ME. 

I WANT TO BE BOB DYLAN 

MR. JONES WISHES HE WAS SOMEONE 
JUST A LITTLE MORE
FUNKY.
WHEN EVERYBODY LOVES YOU
SON,
THAT'S JUST ABOUT AS
FUNKY 
AS YOU CAN BE.

MR. JONES AND ME 
STARING AT THE VIDEO
WHEN I LOOK AT THE TELEVISION
I WANT TO SEE ME 
STARING
RIGHT BACK 
AT ME.