Sunday, September 26, 2010

The Legendary Brigitte Fontaine

Yesterday was a special day. Some would consider it to have been the first day of my old age.

What better way to usher in my twilight decades than to pay tribute to Brigitte Fontaine. She is virtually unknown in the English-speaking world, and not even particularly well known in the French-speaking world. This is a great tragedy. She's a true artist. Minga would love and want to be her.


I want to share a little Brigitte with you: 'Prohibition', a song written by her hubby, Areski, and that you'll find the clip for here.

The lyrics are basically impossible to translate, but here's my attempt:

The card that proved my many years
Reduced the bastards all to tears
Each one of them of a haughty sod
Regaling at my kick-ass bod

[CHORUS:]
This old girl says suck her cock
So little time left on her clock
So cute with her dragonfly
She'll be forgot and then she'll die

Just move along, you creepy twat
The buffet-wagon's where it's at
I'll go and smoke a fag or two
All nice and quiet in the loo

There's prohibition everywhere
There's trash and fags and pockets bare
They're boozing up now on TV
And ageing there for all to see

There's prohibition everywhere
You wonder why they even care
Though they talk, write and fornicate
No jizz for you, you're sixty, mate

[CHORUS]

If you're infirmed, you gotta go
Unless of course you've got the dough
You'll just be tossed into a ditch
Compassion's only for the rich

Guess what they've got in stall for me
A home in perpetuity
Never to see the light of day
If ever I should lose my way

Let me tell you what I've planned
How I will find my promised land
It's sex and drugs and rock and roll
There's nothing better for the soul

This old girl says suck her cock
No law, no faith, no fluffy flock
Her dragonfly awaits a kiss
Her cause of death will be her bliss.

Je suis vieille, et je vous... embrasse...

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Como tú sabes amar…

Here at Sandwich, we like to think of ourselves as citizens of the world. Quite frankly, I like to think of myself as the most diverse of all of us, as a cousin to all the world’s homos, Czechs, French, Polynesians and Spanish.

Recently, I’ve been enjoying connecting to my Spanish (or rather Hispanic) heritage. In particular, I must thank a dear friend from Ecuador who introduced me to the wonder that is Sharon la Hechicera, or Sharon the Enchantress. For your information, no, she is my cousin because she is Hispanic, not because she is a mujer con sorpresa. Sharon, I'm a better maricón for knowing you.

Monday, September 13, 2010

"Don't [Let Me Repel You]"

It's been some time since I contributed to this blog, which I was blackmailed into contributing to. Time to end my participation paucity for a more positive reason.

I doubt that it will come as any surprise to you that I LOVE the Pointer Sisters. I remember when they released the single 'Don't Walk Away'. It wasn't having the runaway chart success that some DJ felt they richly deserved, and he made this known.

Reflecting not so long ago (and for God knows what reason) on that particular moment in the early 1990s, I made a promise to myself: upon learning that Sandwich had received more hits than the (non-live version of the) 'Don't Walk Away' video on-line, I would commemorate the moment (of bittersweet triumph) with a Pointer Sisters-related post.

So here it is. 'Don't Walk Away'. Enjoy:

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

My Own Private Sandwich

Once again your Sandwich whores are busy, attempting multiple repels, molesting random Austrian backpackers, avoiding Danish ones.  So here is another fabulous video find courtesy of Minga's Ultimate Porno, 'My Own Private Idaho' (though to be honest, we were a bit jipped as Keanu and River barely got it on...*sigh*).

Bring it on Hans....

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