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Moving Model Jordan Carver frolicks in Balloonland again

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Korean Kutie Park Hyun Sun does Sailor

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"Yarrrr!! Where be me fine bucko Popeye?! ... Yarrrr!!!!"

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Cult Cutie Charlotte Rampling and the Look

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"... Charlotte Rampling keeps her own sensuality well banked down, but one is constantly aware of the fire below in the lithe walk, the measured tread, the slender length of leg, the curve of the neck and throat and perhaps, most of all, in the meaning and the suggestions which lie behind the Look. Those alone can still a breath. It seems all that is necessary."

- Dirk Bogarde (Paris 23.2.87)

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Mushi Mushi Covergal Mikie Hara

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The Song - Wilco's "Bull Black Nova"

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If I am the one. Blood on the sofa. Blood in the sink. Blood in the trunk. High at the wheel of a Bull Black Nova. And I'm sorry as a setting sun. This can't be undone. This can't be outrun.

Jeff Tweedy and the boys below knock out a great live version of "Bull Black Nova" during their performance at the Wiltern Theater in Los Angeles on June 22, 2009.

The beautiful, enigmatic and dark "Bull Black Nova" is one of the best tracks on last year's unimaginatively titled but damn good "Wilco" LP.

A pounding and menacing song laden to the brink with tension. Like a scene from a violent Film Noir brought to life.

It's a song, according to Tweedy, written from the point of view of a man who's just killed his girlfriend! To me though, it sounds like some guy's woken up to find blood everywhere and no memory of what horrific things might have been done. Neither who to nor, worse still, by whom!!

In any event, there's definitely been some killing done and there's f*cking blood everywhere ("It's in my hair. It's on my clothes. It's in the river. Over the road. It's shining down my angry star. Hanging off the hood of my car".)

This guy's in desperate turmoil and in deep trouble now! He's "high at the wheel of a Bull Black Nova" and there are men on his trail. Men who are getting real close! ... "They're coming up the shoulders. What have they found? I wonder if they'd know!"

He clearly realises that whatever it is that actually happened "can't be undone .... can't be outrun!"

What's even more hellish is the fact it could be someone close to him who's dead. Maybe his lover. He's trying to call her, but scarily there's no answer ... "I keep calling. There's blood in the trunk. I can't calm down."

The song ends on the anguished and seemingly futile plea; "Pick up! ... Oh pick up!!"

It's in my hair
It's on my clothes
It's in the river, over the road
It's shining down my angry star
Hanging off the hood of my car

We're not going far
Not going far

It's coming down,
They're coming up the shoulders
What have they found
I wonder if they'd know
I'm in a bull black Chevy nova
Silhouetted by the setting sun
This can't be undone
This can't be undone

If I am the one
Blood on the sofa
Blood in the sink
Blood in the trunk
High at the wheel of a bull black nova
And I'm sorry as a setting sun
This can't be undone
This can't be outrun

It's in my hair
There's blood in the sink
I can't calm down, I can't think
I keep calling
There's blood in the trunk
I can't calm down
Pick up!
Oh pick up!

Looking at this vid, for the first few moments there I thought I was still reeling from last night's Jack Daniels! Don't worry though, the video gets more stable after about 40 seconds!

The uploader okeastron says; "there were a couple of drunk guys in front of me having an argument with a security guard!" ... Hope there wasn't too much blood!

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Korean Kutie Choi Byul-I finds the light

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Korean Kutie Park Hyun Sun gets wet

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The Word - Alfred Lord Tennyson's "The Lady of Shalott"

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Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro' the field the road runs by
To many-tower'd Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
The island of Shalott.

Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.

By the margin, willow veil'd,
Slide the heavy barges trail'd
By slow horses; and unhail'd
The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd
Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
The Lady of Shalott?

Only reapers, reaping early,
In among the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly;
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers, " 'Tis the fairy
Lady of Shalott."

There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.

And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot;
There the river eddy whirls,
And there the surly village churls,
And the red cloaks of market girls
Pass onward from Shalott.

Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,
An abbot on an ambling pad,
Sometimes a curly shepherd lad,
Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad
Goes by to tower'd Camelot;
And sometimes through the mirror blue
The knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight and true,
The Lady of Shalott.

But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights,
For often through the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
And music, went to Camelot;
Or when the Moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed.
"I am half sick of shadows," said
The Lady of Shalott.

A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley sheaves,
The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.

The gemmy bridle glitter'd free,
Like to some branch of stars we see
Hung in the golden Galaxy.
The bridle bells rang merrily
As he rode down to Camelot:
And from his blazon'd baldric slung
A mighty silver bugle hung,
And as he rode his armor rung
Beside remote Shalott.

All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burn'd like one burning flame together,
As he rode down to Camelot.
As often thro' the purple night,
Below the starry clusters bright,
Some bearded meteor, burning bright,
Moves over still Shalott.

His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra lirra," by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.

She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces through the room,
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She look'd down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack'd from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried
The Lady of Shalott.

In the stormy east-wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining.
Heavily the low sky raining
Over tower'd Camelot;
Down she came and found a boat
Beneath a willow left afloat,
And around about the prow she wrote
The Lady of Shalott.

And down the river's dim expanse
Like some bold seer in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance --
With a glassy countenance
Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shalott.

Lying, robed in snowy white
That loosely flew to left and right --
The leaves upon her falling light --
Thro' the noises of the night,
She floated down to Camelot:
And as the boat-head wound along
The willowy hills and fields among,
They heard her singing her last song,
The Lady of Shalott.

Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darkened wholly,
Turn'd to tower'd Camelot.
For ere she reach'd upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
The Lady of Shalott.

Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall and gallery,
A gleaming shape she floated by,
Dead-pale between the houses high,
Silent into Camelot.
Out upon the wharfs they came,
Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame,
And around the prow they read her name,
The Lady of Shalott.

Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott."

The Art - Dali's "Birth of the New Man"

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The Video - Front 242's "Headhunter"

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"He's a lone man. Anonymous. But written in his cells, he's got the marks of a genius. I'm looking for this man, to sell him to other men. To sell him to other men, to make us rich and famous."

A real trip down memory lane to a great moment from Belgium's second greatest band - yap, after the mighty dEUS of course - it's Front 242 with the wonderful "Headhunter" from 1988; a mad melange of Coil, Nurse with Wound, New Order, Fatima Mansions, Salvador Dali and John Cleese!!

There sure ain't that many songs about the joys of being a slave-trader around these days!

An excellent video here from by U2's best buddy Anton Corbijn that, despite the odd moment of mundanity, is chockful of amazing surreal and humorous imagery. Reminds me actually .. I really need to buya dozen eggs in the grocery for the weekend!

Hilariously, according to the band's Patrick Codenys, the huge focus on eggs in the egg-citing vid was because Corbijn thought the song title was "Egg Hunter"! .... What a f*cking egg-head!

The wildly popular "Headhunter" single and the album from whence it came - 'Front by Front' - were among the most commercially successful in the so-called "industrial music" mileu to that point. All these years later, Headhunter's still an enduring record.

Fuck! Wait a goddang minute! ... Where the hell did I leave that anonymous lone guy I trapped to sell to other men at ten times his price to make me rich and famous? ... The bastard seems to have gotten away!

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Korean Kutie Kim Ha-Yul does Kinky

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The Dumb Side - Sandra Bullock Oscar Suggestion

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Sandra Bullock says she wants to have her Freemason Egyptian icon - aka Oscar - welded to her car.

Ha! Ha! Ha! .... Hilarious! .... Yeah, you're a real card Sandy! A veritable female Oscar Wilde (excuse the pun!)!

I've a better idea though ... yap, why don't you weld the damn thing into that wide yapping orifice you call a mouth, so we never ever have to hear you rabbiting on again!

BTW, did I already say a few days back something along the lines of ... "how the f*cking f*ck can a talentless annoying f*cking douche like f*cking Bullock win a f*cking Oscar"?!

Nah ... only kidding. We're incredibly happy for her really!

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Art of the Poster - Francis Ford Coppola's "Apocalypse Now" (1979)

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" I was going to the worst place in the world and I didn't even know it yet. Weeks away and hundreds of miles up a river that snaked through the war like a main circuit cable plugged straight into Kurtz. It was no accident that I got to be the caretaker of Colonel Walter E. Kurtz's memory any more than being back in Saigon was an accident. There is no way to tell his story without telling my own. And if his story really is a confession, then so is mine. "

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Korean Kutie Han Ga-Eun does pastels

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Cinema Sweetheart Chiaki Kuriyama levitates

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This chick's been hanging around with Tarantino so long she thinks she can fly!

Like Quentin too, she thinks every movie she's been involved with is better than Citizen Kane!

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The Toon - Scarlet Letters

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The Art - The Siren's Song

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The Shot - Marie Osmond auditions for John Stagliano movie

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Cult Cutie Lucille Lortel (1920s)

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The Word - Kiddie Cyberpunk William Gibson speaks

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"The future has already happened."

Looking like a teenage cyberpunk modelling the trademark cliched 'Nerd Look', visionary extrordinaire William Gibson speaks about some of this key dystopian themes.

What a really nice and modest guy Gibson seems! So self depracating. Unlike the normal array of douches in his game.

This was back some time in the late 80s (maybe 1880s?!) when Mac II graphics were so cutting edge that this clip OD's on the damn thing!!

Shockingly, of course, just these few decades later it's a real f*cking Zaibatsu / Freemason world. And we're still only in the early days of "The New World Order"!

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Art of the Cover - Radical Face's "Ghost" (2009)

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Gorgeous!

Damn fine music too!

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Cinema Sweetheart Taylor Momsen does Stoned Vampire Goth

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Man, Tay looks like she's been 'partying' with Lindsay Lohan for a full week!

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Mojo Working - William S. Burroughs on Junk

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"Junk is the ideal product... the ultimate merchandise. No sales talk necessary. The client will crawl through a sewer and beg to buy."

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The Dumb Side - Oprah is Gabourey Sidibe

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Oprah was reported this week as saying "I See Myself in Gabourey Sidibe."

Yap, me too, Opey!

Three of ya!

However, Gab's got more than three times the talent!

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Liniers (Macanudo): El humor de Macanudo - Liniers

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