Soft morning light spilling into a dark room and raking across porcelan skin. Absolut and tonics till my wallets empty, then John Daniels from my back pocket reserve.
Christopher Doyle, Charles Bukowski, Helmut Newton, and Jack Kerouac.
Old Alice Cooper, Armageddon, Dust, Humble Pie, Iggy and the Stooges, and Hawkwind. Other stuff: Clock DVA, Depeche Mode, Old Ministry, NY Dolls, The vibrators, The Damned, Dead Boys, Killing Joke, Lords of the New Church, Manowar!!, PiL, Richard Hell, The Monochrome Set, The Stranglers, The Band, UFO, Thin Lizzy, Helmut, The Descendants, Captain Beyond, and Metal Urbain... I hate lists...
Lars Von Trier. Element of Crime, Breaking the Waves, Dogville. Herzog, Harmony Korine, Wong Kar Wai. They are the contemporary classics in my opinion.
Tele what?
Bukowski has drunk his way into my mind. Or maybe I've drank my way into his books. yea, that sounds right.