A punctured bicycle
On a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet ?

When in this charming car
This charming man


Why pamper life's complexity
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat ?


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care"


A jumped up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "It's gruesome that someone so handsome should care"
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na, this charming man ...
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na, this charming man ...


A jumped up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things

Min nye bog udgives på engelsk under titlen "More Notes From Loveland", med henblik på  et marked i UK og Amerika. Der forhandles pt. om optrædener i London i forbindelse med bogen, og jeg håber snart, at kunne melde noget konkret ud i forhold til samarbejdspartnere, og sådan.

 Men so far holder vi so til det vigtige.

"More Notes From Loveland" udkommer på fredag d. 17 November, og jeg bliver dermed Danmarks "Morrissey". Jeg ville helst være en blanding af Nick Cave og George Michael, men altså.

jeg er Morrissey. Jeg er bitter, vred og tit kæmpe ego. Lever i cølibat. Og har mine egne helte, som jeg dyrker med en passion, han dyrker sine. Og er ligesom ham ikke tiltrukket af min generationshelte i samme grad.

så ja. Jeg er Morrissey.

Har lavet en lille grim blog, hvor I kan læse mere om bogen.

http://martindanloveland.smartlog.dk/

 Den danske "Flere Nyheder Fra Kærlighedsland" udkommer d. 26 Januar 2009, samme dag Morrissey genudgiver "Southpaw Grammer". jo tak.

På mandag var normalt dagen min nye digtsamling "Flere Nyheder Fra Kærlighedsland" skulle sprede kærlighed over det danske land.

Dog er flere problemer og uenighed mellem den treenighed der hedder trykkeri, forlag og forfatter opstået, og bogens udgivelse er flyttet til d. 26 Januar 2009

ja 26 Januar samme dag Morrissey genudgiver Southpaw Grammer.

Dog noget godt nyt; D. 17 November 2008 - her næste måned - udkommer "More Notes From loveland", den engelske søster til "Flere Nyheder Fra Kærlighedsland"

Dog to forskellige bøger. Den har halvdelen af "Flere Nyheder Fra Kærlighedsland" i genskrevet - ikke direkte oversat - version, en kvart skvat Kaptajn Satan digte genskrevet i sig, og så en gruppe helt nye digte skrevet direkte til denne samling.

Bogen er kort sagt opstået, da jeg optræder meget på engelsksproget steder, og efter en snak med en sød studie mand, en mand fra BBC Radio og en fra London Poetry Festival, er bogen kommet som et resultat heraf.

Læs mere her; (det er en grim blog. gider ikke betale dyrt for en hjemmeside. her er en gratis blog om bogen med presse fotos, tekstbider)

http://martindanloveland.smartlog.dk/

For internet trailere for både "Kærlighedsland" og "Loveland"

http://www.myspace.com/drmartindan

I live a life
I feel the pain
To sing this song
To tell the tale
I wish I never even heard the song
I see the world
It makes me puke
But then I look at you and know
That somewhere there’s a someone who can soothe me

To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That’s if I had one

I see the world
It makes me puke
But then I look at you and know
That somewhere there’s a someone who can soothe me

To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That’s if I had one, had one

To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That’s if I had one

(c) Mozzer

Her er den...

http://www.dailymotion.com/search/morrissey/video/x42iv4_morrissey-thats-how-people-grow-up_music

 Morisseys nye single..... That's how people grow up....

enjoy

Trying to fall in love
Disappointment came to me and
Booted me and bruised and hurt me

But that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me and
See their sunlit dream
I was wasting my time
Praying for love
For a love that never comes
From someone who does not exist

And that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

Let me live
Before I die
No not me
Not I

I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on their deathbed said
There are other sorrows too

I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes there are things worse in life than
Never being someone's sweetie

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

As for me I'm okay
For now anyway

Den tekst... jamen... det kunne være mig der havde skrevet den jo :D

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=waufGaWQuX8

Sorrow will come in the end

Legalized theft
Leaves me bereft
I get it straight in the neck
(Somehow expecting no less)
A court of justice
With no use for Truth
Lawyer ...liar
Lawyer ...liar
You pleaded and squealed
And you think you've won
But Sorrow will come
To you in the end
And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain
Q.C.'s obsessed with sleaze
Frantic for Fame
They're all on the game
They just use a different name
You lied
And you were believed
By a J.P. senile and vile
You pleaded and squealed
And you think you've won
But Sorrow will come
To you in the end
And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain
So don't close your eyes
Don't close your eyes
A man who slits throats
Has time on his hands
And I'm gonna get you
So don't close your eyes
Don't ever close your eyes
You think you've won
Oh no.

Fantastisk spoken word agtigt nummer :D

dagens sang er fra The Smiths, og hedder Meat is Murder.

Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder

And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
Its death for no reason
And death for no reason is murder

And the calf that you carve with a smile
Is murder
And the turkey you festively slice
Is murder
Do you know how animals die ?

Kitchen aromas arent very homely
Its not comforting, cheery or kind
Its sizzling blood and the unholy stench
Of murder

Its not natural, normal or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour
Of murder

No, no, no, its murder
No, no, no, its murder
Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ?

En god ven købte i sidste uge a Hatful of Hollow til mig af the smiths, og introducerede mig for en musik jeg havde hørt om men ikke rigtig... ja gået op i.

Før nu.

Oki Søren, som sagt, jeg får ikke det samme gudeforhold til det som du har. men det ændrer ikke på jeg synes det holder og er fucking godt...

Endnu et favorit nummer fra den plade.

Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time

Haven't had a dream in a long time
See, the life I've had
Can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time

 was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now


In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?


Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven knows I'm miserable now


I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now

In my life
Oh, why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?


What she asked of me at the end of the day
Caligula would have blushed


"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled


In my life
Why do I smile
At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?


I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now


"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled


In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?