"Some people think little girls should be seen and not heard, but I think:
Oh bondage up yours!”

Poly Styrene


The rose petals stain my fingers with the rusty color of old blood. I will always be full of grief because you are gone, but I can still hear your gentle voice in the wind chimes. I will leave a gentle kiss on your forehead in my dreams and perhaps that will be enough.


theplanetofsound: London, August 1980

Chrissie Hynde, Deborah Harry, Viv Albertine, Siouxsie Sioux, Poly Styrene, Pauline Black 

Photo by Michael Putland for the New Musical News in 1980.

(Source: theplanetofsound)

Roquefort and Greyere and slippery Brie…all of these cheeses they happen to me

For Father’s Day, my siblings and I got my my father all the cheeses listed in the lyrics for Cheese Alarm by Robyn Hitchcock. He appreciated his gift and proceeded to enjoy all the tasty cheeses.