This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
Warum bist du nicht verstehen?
You were from a perfect world, a world that threw me away today, today to run away… But all the drugs in this world won’t save her from herself…
Where good girls go to die, that’s where I’ll be, waiting for my love with my heart on my sleeve…
After a while, we really got beaten down by corporate expectations, and as a result, I think we all just wanted to buck against that. It was like a creative straitjacket. Because when you’re signed to a record label, you have to run all your music through them, and they decide whether they will release it or not. After a while, you just want to scream, and hand them some really obscure, weird, obtuse, unmarketable music, but then of course they’d never release it. I think taking a hiatus was our reaction against that. We wanted to free ourselves of that straitjacket. Then, of course, years passed, and you start to feel creative again, and get excited about the notion of getting into a room with people you love, and making music.
-Shirley Manson on the new Garbage record. Photo by Autumn de Wilde
No not again, no never again, I’ll never trust no one again.
She’s nothing but dust and ashes…