Pete Doherty (posting requires reading thread guidelines)

[*ana*]

do you know when it was recorded? cause i just rewatched that old video of pete, when he was 18 i think, and his voice was deeper indeed when he was younger.

 

[loonaka]

I'm sorry I was totally out of it, this song, Bowhemia has nothing to do with Carl..I mixed the info with 1/2 Cocked Boy..sorry about that!!!

This is what NME says :
probably the earliest Pete recording available, this 90-second poem set to big beat music details his life in late 90's London. It describes tenements, the classy system, the dole and of course crack. It also pre-dates everything Mike Skinner would do with the Streets by several years, and does it with style, swagger and lyrical prowess.

 

[loonaka]

Bowhemia lyrics(poem)
What is it?
It’s bow’s orange sunset spring,
That quick step groove down the Grove Road,
It’s the blue smoke glamour of crack slab urban bohemia,
The richest man alive doesn’t have a penny,
And I’m looking to cash in on his wisdom,
Looking out for the wise in his eyes and the ice in his next drink,
And his next drink,
And his next drink,
And his next drink,
I watch the world, its tower blocks headbutting the skyline,
So stitch that,
That slit in the sky like a knife gash, and a fallen sixties leather jacket,
The tenements so unlovely and kitsch,
And the people rolling on in our colours and classes, classes and colours,
The beats of New London,
Twisted by the bitter rhythm of the wrong education,
In the big schools,
On the bigger grey gothic, pink plastic flower estates,
Twizzling our biros and cashing our giros,
And it’s tupence for your philosophy,
And tupence for your dreams,
Fair ye unwell on the welfare,
And the state is a fair man-made maid,
It understands the sweet sickly pleasure of melancholy,
The malign happiness of the horrors,
Lick die happiness of the horrors,
Delights in the mystery of it’s own misery,
A modern love,
So here we are,
The ****ed generation,
At the ***-end of the 20th century A.D.,
Young and still breathing,
But now it’s a trial,
Cause we tried it all and we’re tired by it all,
Too much, too young, too often, too many times,
And it’s too late,
But we’re not surrendering though,
**** no we’re not,
We’re on the offensive,
On all fours in the puddles of No Man’s Land,
And in that manner we move to the rhythms of ice cream vans playing ‘oranges and lemons’,
And police sirens spinning and waking their mythical wails,
Calling us to ourselves,
Opium for the elite,
Yeah, and there’s his illegitimate brother,
Inexpensively smacking the kids of Stepney, at a cost,
So let’s step out now, you and I,
Let’s go now and stay a while,
Underneath the sun,
A council street lamp left on in the middle of the day,
Tussling with gravity, branding skin,
And it will tussle and brand, tussle and brand until it explodes.
Tussle and brand until the sun explodes.

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[Not Plain Jane]

Great lyrics; it's like a (post)modern day version of T.S. Eliot's "Preludes".

 

[jexxica]

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[raerae]

I loved Pete and Kate together!

 

[SpanishCaravan]

i miss peter! im back fangirls, my computer has been broken for ages!!!!

 

[m.j.]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPUVfdDxQ7U

one of my fav home made videos.... i looooooove this video, makes me smile!!!

 

[m.j.]

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepag...4/Potty-Pete-Doherty-plays-snooker-naked.html

anyone has this w/o the balls? lol

 

[Carrme]

such a funny man

 

[m.j.]

anyone read news lately?
it seems hes going to prison again. with wolfman.

 

[SusanSuperstar]

oh no

 

[*ana*]

L'UOMO VOGUE October 2010

Pete Doherty is usually referred to as an example of wasted talent in a vortex of self-destruction. Or, people speak about the band's many missed opportunities. The band dissolved in 2004 but regrouped this summer for three concerts: the same Libertines who in the early 2000s seemed destined to enter the realm of myth.

The concerts, one of which was a "warm up" at the forum in Kentish Town, while the following two were part of the festivals of Reading and of Leeds, saw Doherty, historic frontman Carl Barât, Gary Powell (drums) and John Hassall (base), set the stage on fire.

The electric chemistry between Barât and Doherty doesn't appear to have changed. Their reunion was motivated by money but also by their old friendship, which on stage was reflected in their sharing the same microphone as in the old days.


Leonardo Clausi, L'Uomo Vogue, October 2010 (n. 414), p. 128-133


Published:
10/12/2010

vogue.it

 

[loonaka]

Thanks for posting *ana*...too bad we don't get that vogue where I live. I have to say that I don't really get those ballet dancers they were at the concert when I saw him last year and I really didn't get why they were there...

 

[*ana*]

yeah, i don't like those ballet dancers... they're kinda pointless indeed.

 

[loonaka]

Does anyone know what kind of connection Pete has to France?

 

[m.j.]

yeah, i don't like those ballet dancers... they're kinda pointless indeed.

maybe irina has sth to do with it.....
i don't mind them, but i also dont get them

i dont think hes connected to france in any other way, except hes popular and obviously likes being there... plus many models live there, and he has a soft spot for models....

 

[loonaka]

plus many models live there, and he has a soft spot for models....
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so true.​

 

[ediewho]

#685 great shoot

 

[m.j.]

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