I like my fruits orange

When I´m feeling orange
It´s these autumns with reds and leafs
The houses and homes, roof tops and tiles
Apple trees are for the happy
I get mine for free

When I´m feeling orange
I wish someone next to me
A quiet stranger who wouldn´t ask
Who follows me to the next bench
Leaves me be

I like my fruits with colours
Peel them off and find out
What´s their secret that they can´t tell
That I´ll taste and give out bit by bit
They do know me

When I´m feeling orange
The scents are clear in the breeze
Hands are getting cold
Steaming air´s trying to fool me
That´s how I feel

When I´m feeling orange
I see the lights differently
The sun´s getting cold, candles giving life
City lights are just as home
It´s clear where I want to be

I like my fruits with colours
Make marks on them with my finger nails
That´s the secret I can tell
But you´ll never know
´Cause you can´t get inside of me

The shore is washed with wishes

Make a wish
I wish
I wish you´d blow when it hurts
When you look, I look, then you turn
I wish you´d ask me what´s going on
When I don´t reply, what´s wrong

Babe
What´s wrong

You wish
You wish I was somebody else
When I´m hurt, I wouldn´t tell
My eyes would tell a story
I couldn´t say, I´m sorry

Babe
I´m sorry

I´ll never give you anything in return
I´ll wish and take things I think I earn
I won´t look back, though I smile while I cry
I wish these words are the last goodbye
I really don´t mind
Really, I´m fine

Babe
I´m fine

The perfect getaway

Ne palmut, ne palmut...


Vieläkään en ole löytänyt mistään sitä kuvaa, mikä taitaa olla syy siihen, että palmupuut ovat mulle jonkinlaisia vapauden ja unelmien symboleita.

Iskä osti mulle Parkanon Hamsterista (ellei sitten ollut Tiimarista) joskus, pieni ikuisuus sitten, sellaisen kansion, jonka kansi on piirtynyt mieleeni. Siihen oli piirretty ranta, jonka vesi oli turkoosin sinistä, ja jolle oli pysäköity kirkkaanpunainen auto, muistaakseni vielä avomallinen. Täydellisen, aurinkoisen rannan kruunasi ihana palmupuu. Sen kansion kannessa taisi vielä lukea jotain "California dreams" tai jotain vastaavaa.

Ehkä se kansio löytyy vielä jostain, vaikka onkin luultavasti kärsinyt.


Seuraavassa kuitenkin niitä ihania vapauden maisemia. Netin ihmeellinen maailma on täynnä upeita kuvia, joihin upota.

Ja sitten vielä jotakin uskomatonta hunajaa korville... palmujen alla, tottakai. Tai alle.

Tonight, it´s you

I have seen dreams of you
All the nights of this week I have been with you
Doing ordinary things, looking are your closets full
You moved to my neighbour
So we became neighbours
I stared, you stared
Then I woke up

I can´t say I dream of you
But the nights have been quite full of you
I don´t know do I even think of you
but I guess I do
Because I walk with you by nights,
feeling the warmth
When you´re long gone
Letting me wake up

I have been in dreams with you
Chest by chest, heartbeats in you
We have walked the streets, corridors
when you moved to my neighbour
Not like others, you had green doors
I heard your steps before I knew
I had to wake up

I hang on the dreams of you
Worrying I slip, then I lose you
This week I have been hating waking up,
I didn´t even knew
Last night we walked further than before
And just when you caught me
I had to wake up

Tonight I´m waiting for dreams of you
This week I need to get enough of you
Let me watch you do ordinary things, sing
Move away from my neighbour and leave me the key
Don´t you look at me like you don´t know
anything
Tonight I´ll paint your doors
With makeup

My palm trees

I´ve loved palm trees since I can remember
`Cause I can dream
When I dream I´m free

Palm trees by the sea or dusty street
A car parked near
My dreams are sweet

Sky´s turning it´s blue into purple
The water sparkles
Red bonnet´s still thermal

Life´s left to live flare and free
And to me it means my palm trees
All of you far beside me

It should not be over

It´s in the boots,
with the ragged blue jeans,
in the dress with the jacket,
that´s his
And the scent of a long lost friend
Some flowers, from the meadow below
And the warm tarmac,
which should be the end

Your hair should be free

It´s in the lullabies,
on the roof of an old Caddy
Or a car of any kind
And I´m your travelling buddy
I´ll be who ever you like
´Cause that´s me
I´m the one
One step behind

I´ts in the nod,
the way your head reacts to the sound,
and the look
which says if we´d hide
we´d never be found
You´re the one from the stories
You´re the tragedy in my comedy

Now the solo

The woolen socks trying to get
over my knees
Hand out from the window
And your hands over the wheel
Looking for my bruised knee
or my shoulder
Yeah that´s you
Later on me

It´s in you
All the bad I look for in good
All the illusions that would
never match with the truth
It´s in you
The reality from the movies
That say it´s not ever going to be
worth it

It all was in you

It´s in the demand
that says I should break
Watching your mistakes
Loving them all, one by one
You kiss me in the morning
When it should be night
My fingers are dancing

You made me love it right

It should never be over 1995

Naomi, Elle & Kate

1990-luku: huippumallit ja rokkarit yhdessä, nahkatakkeja, korkeita korkeja, tupakka huulessa, mustavalkoisia kuvia, punaista huulipunaa, isoja aurinkolaseja, Johnny Depp & Kate Moss, maiharit lyhyen mekon kanssa.

Keräilin lapsena ja aikuisenakin kivoja kuvia, ja jos tykästyin johonkin julkimoon aloin keräilemäään siitä juttuja vihkot täyteen. Leikkasin Seiskasta kuvia ja laitoin ne muovitaskuun tai liimasin vihkoon. Tämän käsittelyn saivat muun muassa Mika Häkkinen ja Lola Odusoga, Michael Jacksonista nyt puhumattakaan. Mutta paikan varhaisteinisydämessäni sai myös Naomi Campbell. Ajattelin, että Naomi on Michael Jacksonin ystävä ja tietenkin tykkäsin siitä osaksi juurikin siitä syystä. Ajattelin, että kun Naomi nyt luonnollisesti osallistuu mun ja Michael Jacksonin häihinkin...

Naomi Campbellin lisäksi lehtien palstoilla koikkaroivat muutkin huippumallit täyttäen pienen pääni viihdemaailman loppumattomalla tulvalla, ja pari kuvaa on syöpynyt verkkokalvoille ikuisiksi ajoiksi.

Yhdessä Naomi Campbell katselee sivulle sininen denim-liivi yllään, jalassaan punaiset PVC-housut, ja kultaisia koruröykkiöitä ranteissaan. Toisessa Elle MacPherson makaa jonkun ison koiran kanssa lattialla, mustat aurinkolasit silmillä ja leiskuvan oranssi tukka vapaana. Lapsuudenkodistani ne lehtileikkeet vielä löytyisivät, mutta etsiessäni niitä netin ihmeellisestä maailmasta mitä monipuolisimmilla hakusanoilla, en kuvia päässyt näkemään.

Lehdistä sain lukea jännittäviä tarinoita huumeiden käytöstä, näyttelijöiden ja rokkareiden ja mallien kolmiodraamoista, väkivallasta. Huippumallit perustivat ravintoloita ja kahviloita, olivat kuin yhtä suurta perhettä. Oi sitä yhteisöllisyyttä! Naomi Campbell teki levynkin, jonka tietenkin ostin myöhemmin ja omistan edelleen. Aivan kuten Naomi-nukenkin. Tämä kaikki jännittävä siis ennen hulluuskohtauksia ja alaisten pieksemistä, julkisia vieroitusjaksoja ja rumia narkkaripoikaystäviä, kai. Ja tietenkin kun rakastuin tulisesti Johnny Deppiin, piti alkaa vähän pitämään myös Kate Mossista. Mikä Hollywoodin Bonnie & Clyde!

90-luku edustaa mulle nykyään jonkinlaista vapautta, rakkautta ja rokkenrollia. Mallitkin halusivat olla kapinallisia. Seuraavassa kolme mallisuosikkiani: Naomi, Elle ja Kate.

Ja vaikkei olekaan sitä rokkenrollia, niin huippumalleja kuitenkin seuraavassa.

All of the stories are unfinished

You give me the creeps of a certain kind
Without you in my life I´d do just fine
But there´s something that keeps me hanging there
like on a tree, getting nowhere
Swinging in the wind,
seesaw, seesaw

You say you´ll lose your mind
as the hours and steps go by
But you need me to make you go crazy,
need my help to make your days hazy
Me to walk away,
clop and clatter

There´s something everytime
You don´t give me anything,
not at the same time
You leave me begging for more
And I try to fight back
Wave goodbye and turn my back

You don´t mind how many times I leave
´Cause leaving means I leave you be
until the next time, which comes again
And we pretend it never happened
We start all over,
again and again

You look for answers without making any questions
so life is lived without exceptions
I try to make it hard for you,
so I´d get something out of you
Waiting for deluge or flood,
drip and drip

The thing is that we can´t decide
which way to go,
wrong or right
We keep our options open wide
We rock and roll up all night
Reassuring morning will be just fine

You think I care and sometimes I do
I try to be as cold as the chills I get from you
Faking I´m asleep, faking a lot of things
Need someone to dig deeper, not just to begin
Claw and grind

You need something else and I know that
That´s the reason I leave and turn my back
I give you nothing except the truth
You and me we are no good
Sigh, sigh

As the morning wakes, I come
knock on a door,
we just had fun
I try to make you smile
but I get my kicks from tears
Reassuring next time will be fine
though I got my fears

There´s something everytime
You don´t give me anything,
not at the same time
You leave me begging for more
And I try to fight back
Wave goodbye and turn my back

All of them, vampires, you

My man is a vampire

All I wanted, all the things I need
Needles and burn marks,
revolution inside of me
I mean lips, smiles, teeth

He had his attics, his addicts
He had his smokes
He had his meager laughs,
he had his jokes

Decades of doubt and distrust
Deceit, delusion and pure lust
Tongue is twisted,
lips are cruel
Mind quite wicked
"Eyes must take me for a fool"

His hair was dark, was it light?
His voice was smooth
His eyes were the mirror,
mouth just couldn´t tell the truth

Come and live in me,
then leave in me,
let´s make a home
"I´ll come inside,
but I´ll never be your own"

He lived in a house, his home
The yard had a swing
He smoked his reefer on terrace,
that´s how his mornings begin

Looking, watching,
take notes,
"eyes need to be closed"
Say "shhh" when it´s time
And come real close

He wanders, he roams
He plays it well
He´s the engine, he roars
He kisses, then he tells

It´s rock, paper, scissors,
with stones
"But baby, kisses do no harm"
With all of you vampires, stoned
"Just a kiss and we are armed"

The faces are changing,
he´s different,
maybe it´s plain to see
They´re tuning their tones
"Go on, get turned on by me"

Pleading for chances,
bleeding for paper
´cause on paper it´s true
Trying to make it happen,
trying to make it with you

My man is a vampire
Who knew he was you

Hey, there

Hey there, wait just a while
I saw you diving from the other side
Looking down, gazing waves
Are you looking for somebody's face?

You don´t speak, not with words
But that´s ok until it hurts
You don´t look, you don´t smile
Hey there, just wait for a while

You know I watch, you know I stare
You know I come from Nowhere
I guess you think you have won
Just because you are Someone

Your skin is moist, your hair is wet
I think I want to be your pet
Take me with, put me in a box
I want you to open up all of the locks

Don´t you run, ´cause I want to hide
I want to dive to the other side
I want your side to be all mine
Just stop, just wait for a while

We can go through the reef of Death
I laugh when I think of you as my pet
I really don´t mean much anything
So come now, let´s have a swim

Your hand is grabbing mine too tight
Was it something I said that wasn´t right?
It´s just that I´m alone and so are you
Dive with me to the blue lagoon

Skin´s covered with the pearls of the sea
That´s all I want to grow on me
Show me the way just how to live
I guess I want you to give me everything

Hey there, you swim too fast
Are we there yet, at last?
Don´t you look at me with those eyes
Eyes that say that I´m all lies

If I´m all lies then so are you
You´re not from the blue lagoon
The sand is dark, the wind is cold
You´re not the one I want to hold

Why did you stop to gaze at the waves?
There was no-one, not a face
You´re not scared, not even alone
Now let me go and dive back home

"Hey there, just wait for a while"
I hear a voice that´s almost mine
I see a face right between the waves
Should´ve not come, but still I came