Or Navel to Neck…or Libertine (still one of my very favorite songs). I would love to do an Adam Ant song! Obviously no one can do Mr Ant justice with a cover, but I’d love to do a stripped down, sleazy cover of one of these songs anyway.
After all, falling asleep most nights as a teenage girl looking at this picture certainly inspired me, I think:
Look Guys, I know I haven’t posted in ages, but I’m here now, right? So, let’s just pretend that I was never away-never trying to sort my head out, never trying to sleep away issues, and let’s pretend that this season-and this whole Christmas thing hasn’t got me wrapped tightly in a ball of self-loathing-Let’s forget that it’s snowing (and no, not a lovely ‘White Christmas’ snow-just a sporadic bitch-snow), let’s forget that I’m a bit broke and feeling so low down and let’s just be friends, play nice & have a good time, ok?
I need to get into a new project, and writing…sitting here, trying to write in the freezing cold isn’t going anywhere. I need to vocalize…I need to scream, or at least sing loudly…and screaming isn’t an option in my apartment…But I have a tiny spare bathroom begging to be a studio.
It’s SO bloody cold, where’s my nice, sandy beach?!!!!
Your Moody, Grey, Mean and Restless Lucia
(aka Mr Claus’ Nightmare Libertine Girl)