Wednesday 23 February 2011

Je t'aime... Moi non plus!






























It's not often I get excited about and advert, but perfume ads are a wholly different matter. I'm a massive fan of the old Miss Dior Cherie advert, with the dream day-in-the-life-of theme and excellent soundtrack. So when I found out that Sofia Coppola was doing a new one featuring the lovely Natalie Portman, I was pretty bloody excited. But all this plus Serge & Jane, well, that was the icing on the cake!




.... Not as good as the original one though! Just saying.

Tuesday 22 February 2011

Ciao, Manhattan!







































































''Why is life worth living? It's a very good question. Well. There are certain things, I guess that make it worthwhile. uh... Like what... okay... um... For me, uh... ooh... I would say... what, Groucho Marx, to name one thing... uh... um... and Willie Mays... and um... the 2nd movement of the Jupiter Symphony... and um... Louis Armstrong, recording of 'Potato Head Blues'... um... Swedish movies, naturally... Sentimental Education by Flaubert... uh... Marlon Brando, Frank Sinatra... um... those incredible Apples and Pears by Cezanne... uh... the crabs at Sam Wo's... uh... Tracy's face.....''


I'd Rather Live In Dreams..





I am madly in love with this little number by Wild Nothing, although it makes me seriously wish it was summer. There's nothing I don't like about it; lovely lyrics, Smiths-esque music, and a snazzy video on top of all that. Dreamy.


Friday 4 February 2011

Dents De Lait, Dents De Loup!























I can't stop listening to this catchy little number, which charmingly translates to 'Milk teeth, wolf teeth' by Serge Gainsbourg and 60's teenage star France Gall. Not sure if this was before or after naughty Serge humiliated Gall by having her sing 'Les Sucettes' - a song she believed to be about her love of sucking on lolly pops, when in reality it was about sucking... something else. Anyway, back to today's song - please enjoy how it sounds like the theme tune of an old cartoon/ something out of Austin Powers. And bless him, could Serge looks any more awkward in the midst of all those dancing ladies? He is a strange man, but then, the best ones are...