Trash
Well the insomnia isn’t getting any better
So I thought I’d just go with the flow and follow rivers…
Beirut’s underbelly blablabla
Oh well, not as nitty gritty as I thought it’d be. Or else I wouldn’t be back here posting about it.
I know a girl, a girl called Party
Party girl
I know she wants more than a party
Party girl
And she won’t tell me her name
I know a boy, a boy called Trash
Trash Can
I know he does all that he can
Wham Bam
And he won’t tell me his name
I have a heart, a heart that’s beating inside
When I was three I thought the world revolved around me
I was wrong
And so I sing along
And if you dance, then dance with me
I know a girl, a girl called Party
Party girl
I know she wants more than a party
Party girl
I know a boy, a boy called Trampoline
You know what I mean
I think you know what he wants
I think he knows what he wants
I think he knows what he wants
U2’s “Trash, Trampoline and the Party Girl” is one of my favorite tracks from Under a Blood Red Sky. Yet another teenage resurgence. I wonder if there’s a pattern here…
PS: the image is the poster to Trash, the 2nd film from Paul Morissey‘s trilogy with Joe Dalessandro.
This movie actually got me into a lot of trouble in the early noughties with my girlfriend at the time. I told her I went to see a “trash” movie with a friend. It was actually Takashi Miike‘s “Visitor X“. And she thought I was lying about my whereabouts. She told me: You’ve seen Trash last week, and made a whole deal about it… It’s crazy what jealousy can put you through… And then you find yourself doing the same thing…
PS2: this night had at least one positive outcome / it’s always good to put a name to a face…
Plus there were the 2 Jenna Haze lookalike dykes at this new 24/7 bar in Hamra…
PS3: Inside joke / Datarock’s Fa Fa Fa (Mediafire Link)
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