ragamouf

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Jan 30
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lovely.

Dec 18
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Ukelele and theramin sing love me tender. The theramin is incased in a babooshka doll!

- via guild of scientific troubadours

Dec 17
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this is my favourite drag queen, in a show long before I ever saw her

Dec 14
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Dec 13
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to sing

The Triplets of Belleville Movie Soundtrack Lyrics

Belleville Rendez-Vous (English Version)
Written by: Benoît Charest, (music); Sylvain Chomet, (lyrics)

I won’t finish my life in Timbuktu
cheeks so tight my lips are turning blue
I’d like to be wrinkled, utterly wrinkled
wrinkled like a Triplet from Belleville

Don’t want to wind my days in Acapulco
stiff as a board dancing tango-tango
I’d love to be twisted, utterly twisted
twisted like a Triplet from Belleville
“Come on Girls!”

Swinging Belleville rendez-vous
marathon dancing doop dee doop
vaudou Cancan balais taboo
au Belleville swinging rendez-vous

I won’t be an old man in Singapore
playing scrabble and eating petits-fours
I want to be wicked, utterly wicked
wicked like the Triplets from Belleville

I don’t want to end my life in Honolulu
singing like a bird in an ormolu
I want to be as rough, every bit as rough
rough as a Triplet from Belleville

Swinging Belleville rendez-vous
marathon dancing doop dee doop
vaudou Cancan balais taboo
au Belleville swinging rendez-vous

I won’t finish my days in Miami Beach
sweating my heart stalking like an old bitch
I’d like to be flying (Hop!)
utterly flying (Hop! Hop!)
flying like a Triplet from Belleville

Don’t mind ending my life in Katmandu
signing with a sitar and a guru
but I’d prefer to be
much prefer to be
swinging with the Triplets from Belleville
“Come on Girls!”

Swinging Belleville rendez-vous
marathon dancing doop dee doop
vaudou Cancan balais taboo
au Belleville swinging rendez-vous

Swinging Belleville rendez-vous
marathon dancing doop dee doop
vaudou Cancan balais taboo
au Belleville swinging rendez-vous

Dec 07
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Sometimes there’s a main vocal and then another layer where the singing is totally out of reach. It’s like an air duct in the tune. There’s all this sound, so no matter how deep down you look into the tune there’s singing at every level, until it’s too dark to hear it.

Burial, interview with Emmy Hennings, in the new cyclic defrost magazine

http://www.cyclicdefrost.com/blog/?p=1519