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ð & ðž ðððð ðððžðūðð―ð (ðŋððð ðļ)
ðĻðð ðð ðð ðððð ðððð ðð ðððð ð·ðģðĻðŠðŽðĐðķ ð ðððððð ðšððððð ðŊððððð, ððððððð ðšððððð ðķððð ðð, ððð ðððððð ðĐðððð ðīðððð ððð ððð ðððð…ðūððð’ð ððð ðððð ðððððððððððð ððððð ððð’ðð ð ððð ðð ð ðððð? (ð°ððððð ðķðððð, ðððð ðĒðĢ, ðð ðððĢðððððð)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “At a Spice Girls party, I told the American representative of our record company that they could take their record company and shove it up their arse. And I insulted somebody’s wife at the same party, in front of the Spice Girls, and got picked up and thrown across the room. That was pretty embarrassing.”
ðĪ ðšððððð: “I mistook Scarlet Page (daughter of Led Zep guitarist Jimmy) for Liv Tyler (daughter of Aerosmith singer Steve). I went up to her and said: ‘You’re that famous guitarist’s daughter! Liv Tyler!'”
ðūððð ððð ðððð ðððððððð ðððððððð?
(ðððððð ð·ððð, ð―ðððððððððð)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “I remember being in Africa, and we had a housekeeper. And I have this image of being in my cot and it looking like a jail cell, and she was sweeping up. I think I was about two.”
ðĪ ðšðððð: “Being about four years old and running up the drive when my mum called me, and falling over, and sticking my teeth through my tongue and bottom lip and it all being stuck together.”
ðĪ ðšððððð: “I remember running down a gravel hill near my parents’ house when I was about five, and just falling down. And smashing my whole face up.”
ðŦðð ððð ðððð ð ððð ðð ððððððð ððððð ðððð ððð ðððð ððððððð? (ðžððð ðððððð, ð°ððððððð)
ðĪ ðšððððð: “Mine came a little later. Mine came when I was about 18 or 19 (ððģ, ðŠðīðŊ’ðĩ ðĩðĐðĒðĩ ðĒ ðĩðĶðĶðŊðĒðĻðĶðģ? – Ed).”
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “I had a lot. I was a very frustrated, lonely and anti-social young man. I felt very alienated and very bored as well.”
ðūððð ð ð ððð ððððð ððððð ððð ððð ððð’ðð ðððððððððð ðððð ðđððððð ðŽð ðððð ð ððð? (ðēððððððð ðđððððð, ðķðððððð )
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “To be honest, you kind of try and shut it out of your mind as much as possible, otherwise it ends up being a cross you have to bear, really. And it’s much healthier to just ignore it, because it’s so easy for your feet not to be on the ground anyway, that if you acknowledge it you could end up getting completely carried away. It’s absolutely flattering. But often I feel quite undeserving of it really.”
ðūððð ððð ðð ððð ðð ð ð ððð, ððð ðððð ð ðððð ðððð ððððððð ðððð ðð ððð ðððð ðððð ððð’ðð ðððð ððððð? (ððððððððð, ðšðððĢðððð, ðŋððððð)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “I don’t think we would ever go out on a date with anyone who is intimidated. It’s hard to find people who are relaxed around you, but you wouldn’t want to go out with anyone who felt nervous in your presence.”
ðĪ ðšðððð: “Don’t know. I’ve more important things to worry about.”
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(ððŊðīðĶðð§ðĪð°ðŊðīðĪðŠð°ðķðī ððĒðķðĻðĐðĩðĶðģ ðŠðī ðĐðĶðĒðģðĨ ð§ðģð°ðŪ ðĩðĐðĶ ðģðĐðšðĩðĐðŪ ðīðĶðĪðĩðŠð°ðŊ.)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “Who me? No, I’ve always been a bit thin up here. If it’s one of these (ðŠðŊðĨðŠðĪðĒðĩðĶðī ðŊðĒðīðĪðĶðŊðĩ ðĩð°ðŊðīðķðģðĶ) then you can pretend to be a monk for a while to accentuate it, like Stipey did. Then you shave it all off.”
ðĪ ðšððððð: “It’s true. He’s been like that ever since I’ve known him. I’m balding. I’ve got a bit of a patch up here, and it’s all going to be receding. Over the last couple of months it’s really been freaking me out.”
ðšðððððð ððððð ðð ððððð ðððð ððððððððð. ðūððð ððððð ððð ðððð ðð ððð ðððð ððððð ðð ððð ððððð ððð ððð ðððð ððððð ðððð ðððð? (ðđððððððð ðžððððððð, ð―ð ððððððð ðððððððð)
ðĪ ðšðððð: “If someone was writing my biography, then I’d definitely want it called Getting Away With It, except I think someone’s done that already (ððĐðĒðĩ’ðð ðĢðĶ ðĩðĐðĶ ðð°ðš ððĶð°ðģðĻðĶ ðĒðķðĩð°ðĢðŠð°ðĻðģðĒðąðĐðš – Ed).”
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “I’d call it I’m Just A Soul Whose Intentions Are Good. Oh, Lord Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood. The truth is stranger than any lies we could come up with. And more obscene.”
ðĪ ðšððððð: “Oh, I’d call it Take Me Away From All These People.”
ðŦð ððð ðððð ððððð ððððð? (ðīððð ðŧððððð ððĒððððð, ððððĄððð)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “No, not really. I would like to be taller, but I guess being short and small is one of the first things that drew me towards girls’ clothes, because they fit me much better, and there’s so much more variation. They’re just funkier, there’s more that you can do with them. The way that they’re cut is usually more flattering, and they’re usually available in pint-size size, which is good.”
ðūðððð ððððððððð ððððððððð ðð ðððððððððð ðð ððððð ððððð ð ððððððð ððð ðððð? (ððððð ðąðððððððĒ, ððððððĒ)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “Holden Caulfield (in JD Salinger‘s The Catcher In The Rye), maybe. Just for the feeling of alienation. The only thing Holden Caulfield wants to do throughout this whole book is to call this girl, and he never manages to call her, he never manages to get through. And that sums up my life quite well.”
ðūððð ðð ðððð ððð ððð ððððððð ððððððð? (ð―ðððð ðšððð, ðŧðððððð ððððððððððĒ)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “You know, that’s about someone I used to go out with really, and that was like me exorcising the guilt of that failed relationship which I was mainly responsible for. But I’m also nothing without these two. At the moment spliff and minibars, because we just go from bus to minibar to bed.”
ðĪ ðšðððð: “I’m nothing without a coffee machine, fresh coffee and a mobile phone.”
ðĪ ðšððððð: “My bed. Because I’m sleeping about 15 hours a night at the moment.”
ðŊðð ð ð ððð ðððð ðð ð ðð? (ð°ððððð ðēððððð, ðžððððððððĄ)
ðšðððð: “In my sleep, and definitely not on an aeroplane.”
ðšððððð: “In oblivion.”
ðĐðððð: “I’d be interested in finding out if there is a light which you walk into, and if you do meet people from your life and walk hand in hand with Jesus. I would hate for my death to be tragic: I’d like to be old when it happens. But hopefully a young death is unlikely.”
ðūððð ððð ðððð ðððð ðððð ððððððð? (ðŧðððð ðđðððð, ððððððððð, ððððð)
ðĪ ðšððððð: “We were in Cologne and we went to this most amazing rave party, and we got back at 8am and smoked reefers the size of the… tourbus, basically with some German mates.”
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “I spent two hours with my feet above the ground at that party. I thought I could fly. It was really lovely. I saw the sun come up this morning.”
ðšððððð: “I haven’t seen the sun for a couple of days. How is it?”
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “Still the same.”
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ðĪ ðšðððð: “My mum was pretty blown away. My dad’s pretty blown away too now, though it took him long enough to get his head round it. He used to want me to get a proper job. They take the image in their stride.”
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “They’re getting used to it. I think the fear is slowly turning into pride: I think they were quite perturbed in the beginning, but they’re coming round to it. I was always a bit of a loose cannon, then again I was always the artistic one: bit of a social misfit. I probably still am.”
ðūððð ðððð ððððð ððð ððð? (ðððĄ, ðąðððððð)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “‘Nature Boy’ by Nat King Cole and ‘Ne Me Quitte Pas’ by Jaques Brel.”
https://youtu.be/ZpF1J9FnD4E
https://youtu.be/oR_SZR_tmxM
ðĪ ðšðððð: “‘Montague Terrace (In Blue)’ by Scott Walker.”
https://youtu.be/okWihNm-4wg
ðĪ ðšððððð: “‘The Winner Takes It All’, by Abba.”
https://youtu.be/92cwKCU8Z5c
ð°ð ððð ðððð ððððð ðð ðððð ð ðððððð, ðððð ððððð ððð ðððð ððð ððððð?
(ðžðððððð, ðīððððĄ)
ðĪ ðšðððð: “I was going to have a Prince symbol done once, but I’m bloody glad I changed my mind. I’d love one of those old sailor busty maiden ones. Tits everywhere. Be f*cking ace.”
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “I’d probably have a little demon tattooed on my shoulder.”
ðĪ ðšððððð: “I’d probably have a snake on my shoulder blade.”
ðĐðððð. ðŊðð ððððððððððð ððð ððð ðððððð ðððð ð ðð ðððððð ðððððððð ðð ððð? (ðšðððĒ ðą, ððððððĒ)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “I’m getting more and more comfortable with it. Imitation is the highest form of flattery. My comments about the Molkettes and Molko clones have been misconstrued in the press and particularly in NME. I was quoted as saying that they should just get a life, basically, but that was only half of what I said. It’s a strange thing: you get used to it after a while, but you still react with a similar amount of shock. To you, you’re the same asshole that you always were and you don’t understand why someone would want to look like you. But I’m not dissing it at all.”
ð°ð ððððððð ðððð ððð ððð? (ðšððððĒ, ðļðððððð)
ðĪ ðĐðððð: “Very bad for you. I can’t go there any more. By the end of the evening you’d really end up hating yourself for being such an over-the-top individual, just like talking about yourself, and you end up really, really paranoid. It all ends up in a big mound of self-disgust. It ain’t good for the soul, man. Just have f*cking spliff, man.”
ðŧð ðð ððððððððð ...
Since they were talking about "ð·ððð ðīðððððð", I chose for you an early performance of this eternal classic.
https://youtu.be/dfjeajTYzNw
See you next Saturday with the second part. Have a happy weekend.
Much love! ð
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