Talula Love Bottoms is the artist that resides in all of us. She is reckless. She is passionately fearless. She is all of the things you are....that society has convinced you - is not the norm. Inside Talula...we embrace our faults and flaws and spontaneity defines us.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Good Morning Mr. Magpie...would you like to Prime a Surfboard with me?
"up this hour"
when you come inside me
I start to feel
again
when you push and pull
and rage
against my skin
I start to peel
away
the fear's a way
of never having to say what I really mean
say what I really want
say what I really said
again
When you play with me
I start to reel
and
when you push it out
it
actually
leaves.
Seek inside your soul for the hole
that's left you so untouchable and
plug it with
the nothing
you are left with
and
I'll watch you float into the sky like a balloon
lost from a childs hand
grains of sand tipped towards the sky
roll the die
i am untied.
i am untied.
i am untied.
"Lotus Flower"
-Radiohead
I will shape myself into your pocket
Invisible, do what you want, do what you want
I will shrink and I will disappear
I will slip into the groove and cut me up, and cut me up
There's an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds take root
And now I'll set you free
I'll set you free
There's an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds take root
Tonight I'll set you free
I'll set you free
Slowly we unfurl
As lotus flowers
'Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
Just to see what if
Just to see what is
I can't kick your habit
Just to feed your fast ballooning head
Listen to your heart
We will shrink and be quiet as mice
While the cat is away; do what we want
Do what we want
There's an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds take root
So now I set you free
I set you free
'Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
Just to see what if
Just to see what is
Put the lotus flower into my room
Slowly we unfurl
As lotus flowers
'Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
I dance around a pit
The darkness is beneath
I can't kick your habit
Just to feed your fast ballooning head
Listen to your heart
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So...I like to wake up in the morning and read. Obviously.
It seems to shape my day into whatever creative mode I need to be in.
Today...I need to paint a bad design onto a surfboard.
eh. I thought...maybe Radiohead could give me a visual or a place
to go while I took on this task.
So, I read Lotus Flower from the new King of Limbs album.
Gotta say. Love this song. Love the scattered way he writes.
Kinda like read between the lines...their music is the same. This album especially.
So. The above poem..or whatever you want to call it.
Is me channeling Radiohead....so that I can paint this bad design like it
is a lotus flower unfolding into something
tangible before me. Let's hope it puts me in the right space.
I do aim to please.
And what do you think??? Does "Up This Hour" (note the pun "Lotus Flower")
sound like a Radiohead song? I think it does. They love that repeat lyric at the end. Fade into a sick drum beat and....I'm off to primer in the rain.
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