I love New York

I don't like cities, but I like New York
Other places make me feel like a dork
Los Angeles is for people who sleep
Paris and London, baby you can keep

Baby you can keep

Other cities always make me mad
Other places always make me sad
No other city ever made me glad
Except New York
I love New York
I love New York
I love New York

If you don't like my attitude, then you can F-off
Just go to Texas, isn't that where they golf?
New York is not for little pussies who scream
If you can't stand the heat, then get off my street

Get off my street

The Lizard King

...Lutajuci po vasim blogovima, ugledah Nidzin komentar za Doors-e koji me je naravno zagolicao i podsetio na neprevazidjenu zvezdu svog vremena, coveka koji je bio obelezje citavih generacija, onaj kome su se klanjali i kome se i dan danas dive, thy one and thy only-Jim Morrison
Malo je bacen u senku vremena, no mi smo tu da ozivimo njegove stihove, njegove ideje i stremljenja! Toliki um, toliki kosmopolita, a covek koji je istovremeno toliko uzivao i toliko patio...

"That's what real love amounts to- letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending- performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act- and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it, they feel like you're trying to steal their most precious possession." -- Jim Morrison

A pain that I'm used to :(((

I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore
I just know that I'm harder to console
I don't see who I'm trying to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control

Can you say what you're trying to play anyway
I just pay while you're breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

There's a hole in your soul like an animal
With no conscience, repentance, oh no
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds of the soul

I can't conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care
With a prayer in the air I will leave it there
On a note full of hope not despair

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

Quiero anunciar...(MUY IMPORTANTE)

Ovim putem javljam svim dragim ljudima (cije brojeve ja naravno ne znam napamet) da mi se u narednih nedelju do dve dana ne javljaju na 063 broj jer su mi, verovali ili ne, juce ukrali telefon! Nadam se da cu uspeti da povratim svoj broj ali vase kontakte nikad :(( osim ako mi se ljudi ne jave... Iz razumljivih razloga necu ovde postavljati novi broj, stoga ko god zeli nek mi se javi na mail pa ce dobije :)) Bas me je poterao neki maler u poslednjih nedelju dana, ne znam kako ne znam zasto. No sutra je novi dan :) haha kakav optimizam, i to od mene...od koga li je, i dosta je ;)

BE WITH ME

Be with me my beloved love
so that my smile may not fade.

3 Libras

Threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back

A name in your recollection down among a million same

Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over

When I’ve looked right through to see you naked but oblivious

And you don’t see me

But I threw you the obvious just to see

If there’s more behind the eyes of a fallen angel eyes of a tragedy

Here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded

But I see see through it all see through and see you

Cause I threw you the obvious to see

What occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel eyes of a tragedy

Oh well apparently nothing, apparently nothing at all

You don’t see me you don’t see me at all

FESTovski zivot...ali bukvalno :-P

…Mogla bih samu sebe nazvati FESTMEN-om : ))

Jeje pa da “Svi su na FEST-u”…Prosek mi je, recimo, dva filma po danu…sto je, mora se priznati, pohvalno :P

Elem, dobra stvar je: sto je odabir filmova ove godine na zavidnom nivou i mnogo se popravio u odnosu na nekoliko prethodnih, puno autorskih osvarenja, manje holivudskih senzacija…puno lepih i zanimljivih ljudi koji se tu motaju : ))
Lose strane: sto je organizacija bedna, za vreme samog festivala nema teorije dobiti program-onaj sa malo bogatijim sadrzajem, niti ga je bilo dve nedelje pred pocetak istog!!
Druga stvar, nije mi jasno zasto je u DOB-u na momente ledeno-dobro pravdali su se da nije radilo grejanje…ajde popravice to :P, a na momente uzasno vruce….isto stanje i u DKC-u…

Sto se mojih utisaka tice, dosadasnjih 30% odgledanih fimova je razocaralo, dok je ostatak odusevio! Za sada najjaci je utisak na mene ostavio cilenaski film, mladog autora Matijasa Bize-a, vrlo provokatvnog naslova “En la cama”-ili kod nas, u prevodu “U postelji” (zvuci jos primamljivije : )) Veceras na programu jedan portugalski i drugi ruski….We’ll see….

p.s. “Ti ides na FEST”(1999) ? ;)