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I think it's whimsical to say that David Bowie says "And no smoking cause duh" in Ashes to Ashes instead of "Smoking pistol"

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Talking Heads - November 29th 1979 Edinburgh Odeon

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Talking Heads → singles

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Fr

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Actual photo of me with my favourite album

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Stanislav Yulianovich Zhukovsky (Russian/Polish, 1872-1944)

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being good is so hard i want a cigarette

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He’s everything to me

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30 January 1969

On this date, this benighted soul was awakened from her midday nap by weird loudos on a roof. It just didn’t make sense.

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David Byrne performing with Talking Heads at UCLA

November 19, 1978

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27 January 1964

On this date, the Beatles hide from George Martin like grown ass men because they don’t want to record their songs in German:

I slammed the phone down. This was the first time that the boys had stood me up; and I was particularly irritated that they hadn’t had the guts to speak to me themselves. I raced back to the Hotel Georges Cinq, where they had an extravagant suite, and burst in on them in their drawing-room. The scene was straight out of Lewis Carroll. All that was missing was the White Rabbit. Around a long table sat John, Paul, George, Ringo, Neil Aspinall and Mal Evans, his assistant. In the centre, pouring tea, was Jane Asher, a beautiful Alice with long golden hair. At my appearance, the whole tableau exploded. Beatles ran in all directions, hiding behind sofas, cushions, the piano – anything that gave them cover.

‘You bastards,’ I yelled. ‘I don’t care if you record or not, but I do care about your rudeness!’

One by one, Beatle faces appeared from Beatle hiding-places, looking like naughty schoolboys, with sheepish smiles. There was a murmured chorus of 'Sorry, George’. If they wanted to be charming, as they did then, it was impossible to maintain anger for very long, and within a few minutes I had calmed down and joined the tea party – though in what guise it’s hard for me to say: the Mad Hatter perhaps.

From All You Need is Ears by George Martin, taken from here

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is he okay

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Simon & Garfunkel (1967)

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Quiet winter night - Carol Collette

Canadian , b. 1945 -

Watercolour and Etching , 8 x 5 in.

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The NME Book of Modern Music (1978)

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……….. kathy I’m lost I said though I knew she was sleeping…. I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why…….