Renée Perle,The Forgotten Muse Of Jacques-Henri Lartigue.

“There is only one image my eyes remember…her mouth against mine, long, bare legs, hair against my cheek. And that scent! How I wish I could preserve every precious second of a love affair…the atmosphere, the colors, the dimensions and the perfume.”

– Jacques Henri Lartigues

Andrew Bird / Bloodless

Mop Mop feat. Fred Wesley & Anthony Joseph / Run Around

So Where Are The World Going? Seems Freddie had the feeling…Queen / My Fairy King

¨Ah, then came man to savage in the night
To run like thieves and to kill like knives
To take away the power from the magic hand
To bring about the ruin to the promised land, aah, aah
They turn the milk into sour
Like the blue in the blood of my veins
Why can’t you see it¨