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Night drivin without headlightsR.C.
Wearing sunglasses too
Lookin good but sure don't feel right
Anything to be cool
Doin hopscotch with my legs tied
Jumpin rope in wet cement
Black leather in mid day sunshine
All your mother's money spent
Doin time on the metal detector
Like to drown in your pool
Coverin up everything that's defective
Anything to be cool
A burning heart could be so cool
Won't you be MY FASHHION VICTIM Come on I'm an April fool for you
Holdin on to what's left of real life
Anything to be cool
Anything to be cool....
Anything to be cool....
My recommendation, to cure her mental illness and sexual frustration, is a good night's intercourse with some strapping Russian soldier. She would be a different woman the next morning.Silliest damn thing I've heard in some time, particularly in view of you having just said you know know nothing whatever about her.
The cult classic that predicted the rise of fake news — revised and updated for the post-Trump, post-Gawker age.
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Good interview a couple days ago with Sinead about being Muslim and Prince trying to beat her up===================
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Yes, that is a good interview. My heart breaks for this woman. I remember in the 1980’s when she smashed onto the scene with her debut album, which was packed with good music, very intelligent lyrics and her powerful, authoritative, beautiful voice. And then there was the picture of this beautiful woman, with her Celtic name! and beautiful blue eyes on the cover, yet who had shaved her head. My self-destructive alarm bells went off right away. What is going on with this great talent?====================
Subsequent history bore these instincts out as her life went off the rails and her troubled youth became known. Do you remember the time when she ripped the picture of the Pope in half live on Saturday Night? Ouch. I can understand the sentiment but she miscalculated on the impact that both the delivery and the message would have on her fans, many of whom were uninitiated into Catholic Church abuse and the laundries at the time.
The power of her voice and righteousness in some of her music conjured up images of a female demon fighting archangel for me. All well and good on the outside but it seems like this authority and power came from the actual demon fighting that she must have been doing on the inside.
Rock stardom can be difficult to handle for a young person in any case, pile all of this stuff of her youth on top of it and I think it is a miracle that she survived. She really let herself go into drugs and depression, aged too fast and got very overweight. She seems to have been lost during the last 5 years. There were literally radio news broadcasts here in the NYC area about her being holed up in this cheesy motel in Jersey. I even went so far as to call the place as I considered just going there and giving her a hug and thanking her for sharing her tremendous talent with the world. A man with an west Asian accent answered the phone and said that yes she had been there but that she had checked out already.
It is so nice to see her coming back from the dead. Hopefully she can stay in the light now for the rest of her life. She has 4 children, the oldest being 32 years old now. God speed Sinead and thank you, thank you.
Comment: Her company will surely not be missed.
What a looper.