1/16/2008

Karen Kilimnik

http://www.303gallery.com/exhibition.php?exh_id=49&images

94 comments:

Painter said...

Hi sorry it has been so long.
I wanted to post this show but the images are not allowed for posting so here is a link.
Please try to stay on topic of the work, it would make me happy.
Happy New Year.

pat said...

I thought the glitter marks throughout the walls on the gallery were real weird.

pat said...

I thought the glitter marks throughout the walls on the gallery were real weird.

zipthwung said...

I stand by my puritanical statement, glitter or no. DOes it take a refined taste to appreciate this work? In the end it brings you back to you, yourself and one is left feeling like you missed the Rosicrucian initiation rite, Ein, svei, drei, fuer!

Another word for that is hermetic, but lets just say op-aque - and move on to the allusions to Sea Fairing, and ships.

Slug slime tracks glitter BTW.

I guess what Im saying is any read on the KK is based more on you then her - I think its entirely phenomenological - or as Carlos Castenada says, "stops the world"

Once you have reached the still mind, you can see that any associations with Napoleon, magazines, pop culture, clouds, global warming, puritanism, moons, birthday cakes, little girls and a dark seamy underbelly are largely phantoms created by the signifier-refferent dichotomy (but not the signified, because the painting is not it, in and of itself - in that way I argue this work is phenomenological, which is a bigger bugbear than melancholy by along shot, get on the bandwagon).

Nope, this is the thing in and of itself, as represented by stella's famous "what you see is what you see" or by the more recent "What you see is what you get" (WYSIWYG) editors for all things web.

zipthwung said...

6. LOADING THE LANGUAGE

the language of the totalist environment is characterized by the
thought-terminating cliche (thought-stoppers)
repetitiously centered on all-encompassing jargon
"the language of non-thought"
words are given new meanings -- the outside world does not use the
words or phrases in the same way -- it becomes a "group" word or
phrase

zipthwung said...

“Content is a glimpse of something, an encounter like a flash. It’s very tiny - very tiny, content.”

- Willem De Kooning, in an interview



“It is only shallow people who do not judge by appearances. The mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.”

- Oscar Wilde, in a letter

oh yeah, you know it

No Rush said...

ive always felt closest to the way that ab ex expressed a moment in time.

and if youve ever spent a lot of time around gay men youll know that too much judging by appearances is their tragedy. one of their tragedies.

zipthwung said...

you know what i'm saying?

that's on topic painter, really it is. I jsut can;t say it with words because
1)my ferral animal mind is easily startled by adverbs

2)

Nuff said.

CAP said...

Rats!

Now we'll never get to 500!

concrete phone said...

way to go painter.

vincent said...

who the fuck does she think she is?
honestly now.

arrogance is as common as dandruff.

zipthwung said...

kilimnik is a phillistine.

Discuss.

NUFF said...

Kilimnik has been to Phillistine.

zipthwung said...

I'm in love with the modern world too. What would Diderot do?

CAP said...

Diderot would probably use the photos in this show as a way of getting into the painting, the way he usually does.

zipthwung said...

is hubris a critical position at this point?

CAP said...

It is if it's got quotation marks.

American Genius said...

I particularly like the use of color here.

arebours said...

I only wish I could have gotten to watch them dry.

No Rush said...

dr. drew says everyone is more narccisistic these days due to antibiotics and the pill. death is not a part of our lives. he says celebrities are the apotheosis of narcissism. (i guess he hasnt studied artists)

but anyway KK is making little portraits of moments in time-- that she never experienced. at least roy batty experienced his moments. I prefer the horror of experience rather than the melancholy of her long view of time as vacuum. But I don't mind her take on time. it's hard to get it into a picture.

No Rush said...

i sure like time better than history. i'm not a part of history.

Sunil said...

Painter,
Good to see you back and a Happy New Year.

Karen Kilimnik is so - so. I liked some of her older work. This exhibition is lifeless.

zipthwung said...

his story her story, whatever. Children of a lesser market don't giv a shit.

Wind it up and go.

"Right now, if the statistics are correct, about 15 percent of Americans are not happy. Soon, perhaps, with the help of psychopharmaceuticals, melancholics will become unknown. That would be an unparalleled tragedy, equivalent in scope to the annihilation of the sperm whale or the golden eagle. With no more melancholics, we would live in a world in which everyone simply accepted the status quo, in which everyone would simply be content with the given. This would constitute a nightmare worthy of Philip K. Dick, a police state of Pollyannas, a flatland that offers nothing new under the sun. Why are we pushing toward such a hellish condition?"


here

long winded SOB. WTF.

vintagevixxen said...

mountains are so pure.

Yvonne Von Vong said...

Karen Gornik

CAP said...

Anyone go/going to the Mark Bradford opening at Sikkema?

zipthwung said...

Didn't they used to call fan art or "art about art" or "l'art pour l'art'", derivative?

I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth.

Also, its ok to speak with an inauthentic voice (Thank you Tom Cruise! thank you Hannah Montanna!)- you can stop making art about how inuathenticly authentic your position is - in case you are still dug into a cave in the Fiji Islands or whatever.

zipthwung said...

You can rain on my parade some of the timebut I can rain on your parade all of the time

pat said...

Just looked at the dates, surprised to see that most are old. some from 2001? Does she do this often?

concrete phone said...

The temperature down part is what I like. Pat, I would think of the exhibition place as a set> And the paintings are the story-lines/ characters/ caricatures, some so cool some very warm, and this is what comes to life as the play. The plot, is, well, 'timeliness' the characters 'timeless'. She has a show in Cologne that has the same or similar lighting fixture, don't know about the dust, but the same very lean fill, some photos, fantasy, drawings of personal stuff, some trees... temperatures down though more regular speed. The changes going round have not hit there yet, it seems.

zipthwung said...

To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.

zipthwung said...

which is to say I think the synecdoche gets too much credit, as puritanical as a Chuck Bronson window treatment, as ambiguous as a bomber flying through a bit of aporia.

No Rush said...

nothing ambiguous about a bomber, whever it flies

zipthwung said...

I don't thinks it's proving anything, Doc. As a matter of fact, I don't even know what it means. It's just one of those things that gets in my head and keeps rolling around in there like a marble.

Idon'tbathe said...

nevefver cared much for killimsadick thisshow looks pretty neat though! seems like shes making a defanit distinction between doing something all the time and choosing to do stuff when she feels like it probally check it out on monday or something boom

oilgirl said...

Oh la la, lovin the whorls in the likes of 'Pirate Cove'. I can't use those water based paints but this artist can. It seems painting icebergs/cold alienated spaces is a beautiful thing http://www.brettwhiteley.org/whats_on/tas_winner

webthing said...

Here, as elsewhere in her work, Kilimnik revels in the dual nature of folly itself: that which is both pitifully foolish and deliciously enchanting.

- artforum

zipthwung said...

Mr. T or Trix don't matter to me, I pity the fool or they're magicly delicious, thats a dichotomy that drives change, as Derrida would say, were he alive - hes a glass half not empty kinda guy so maybe hes not not dead. It's the same dilemma I have every day when I decide not take candy from a baby. One it's easier than it looks, and two it's just not done, it's unethical and uncivil. Decent, cool people don't do it, and that's that. Kind of Catholic, or maybe its just a personal hairshirt. Oh yeah. life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone. That's my life with the killer in me - maybe you too. Nobody expects you to be the spanish inquisition. That shit won;t fly - attacked on all sides like a hornets nest of resentment. Hazing ritual really. I guess. It's just in the air right?

No Rush said...

Things seem too dangerous for folly. I don't know, they dont enchant me. Takes more than glitter, a chandelier, and water based paint. How bout a little risk?

reading obit of bobby fischer -- thinking about the tantrum. When bobby has them its part of legend, he's a cool genius/winner, even if he loses, he's always a winner. When Britney has them she's a mentally ill venus/mother. She wants to be both and they just wont let her. Born to lose white trash.

If you don't hold yourself back, they will. Can you wiggle out of that one with folly?

Diggin on Paul Kos today, as always

zipthwung said...

he title "Moriae Encomium" can also be read as meaning "In praise of More". The double or triple meanings go on through the text. There have been reports that a similar phenomenon to folie à deux had been induced by the military incapacitating agent BZ in the late 60s, and most recently again by anthropologists in the South American rainforest consuming the hallucinogen ayahuasca. He also describes vividly his repeated experiences of shared consciousness with his captors: group vision sessions in which all participants see the same visions simultaneously.

Idon'tbathe said...

this is why; really ego /centric schools of thought like many material scientists look at the obvious folly of duality ; in fields like quantom theory but then basicly say oh tha;t's neat then run like hell back to their newtanic worlds of laws and atoms
If you steep yourself in acid your going to be burned and ass/imilated this is the way of acid
acid is acid it doesn;t know any better.
in the small room, radiantly lit / by the chandelier's hot fire, / no ordinary light breaks out. /
wher have all the flowers gone?

No Rush said...

yeah i have to admit the more i see it the more i like it.

and its got all the shapes --circle, square, triangle mountains. She should paint logs (for line) but maybe that's too masculine. Its a feminine folly for sure--would Leo the 1st think it was funny?

concrete phone said...

yeah, glad you are coming round Norush. I think it's a pretty neat show. And I'm here. But I'll be there soon too!

no-where-man said...

back room was all new room - no? def. social sculpture kickin at the opening... was lovely for that 'moment' unclear how it holds up on revisit. Kostabi noted that she had a certain signature stroke that maintained itself even in ... im a bit lost in this case with the paired down subject matter.

zipthwung said...

I'm The Soul Alchemist I started doing alchemy at the age of 5...I learned how to use the Life and Death Transmutation circles...the actual circles were tatooed onto my two arms by my grandfather with the origional PHILOSOPHER STONE...I went into the Alchemy war at the age of 15...I was used as a top-secret weapon for the state and I killed so many people at that time...I escaped and then started to bring people back to life and hunt down the PHILOSOPHER STONE that tatooed my arms and the 9 state alchemist's leaders that were controling me when I was a slave for them...I already killed 4 of them...and I'm still looking for the other ones...
And here I prophesy: this brawl today,
Grown to this faction in the Temple garden,
Shall send, between the Red Rose and the White,
A thousand souls to death and deadly night.
Seesaw Margery Daw
Johnny shall have a new master
He shall earn but a penny a day
Because he can't work any faster
We practice selective annihilation of mayors
And government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
Ah-ha-ha
Swingin'
Swingin' on the gallows pole!

zipthwung said...

Kuriouser and Kuriouser!

She keeps her Moet et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
'Let them eat cake' she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline

Caviar and cigarettes

Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice
She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laserbeam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Ooh, recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try ?

zipthwung said...
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zipthwung said...

conflict of interest

Boom!

No Rush said...

who controls the moment of transcendence?

zipthwung said...

Yea, though I walk through the shallow river of the shadow of depth, I will fear no sticky wicket: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy reel they comfort me.
I cut down trees. I eat my lunch.
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.

webthing said...

even the most radical acts of history are now absorbed into the status quo. money is old. when you address previous centuries you stir nostalgia from the investment community.

karen never does interviews, but she likes old ballet, castles, traveling about in a horse and buggy - and drawing on all aspects of bygone era's. it's the stuff old guard museums and collectors really dig.

she fills old buildings with new tributes to themselves, just like at Basel in 05. She's on a journey/fantasy, lives on her own, curators and rarely anybody has been there. Mystery plays a part.

The future is flexible (and therefore challenging) though the past seems to be set in stone. The present is ice-cream. Usually your artist will be in one or a few. The ones taking a stonemasons chisel to the pile of ice-cream are interesting, but not always.

Kilimniks work "fits" with museum/collector's 18th century mansion decor most of the time and that's how she seems to want it to be. Though she has inspired quite a range of artists in her time, they say. Peyton being the obvious example (though she'll tell you it's Hockney) and even Jim Hodges (by repetitive and thoughtful processes that lead to a poetic but accessible understanding of the more ephemeral moments of personal experience..

CAP said...

The terrible heritage of Bad Painting is the diminishing return on pursuing and failing The Good.

Tucker shrewdly did not attempt to sustain with her thesis.

Formalism cannot be circumvented indefinitely.

No Rush said...

If you think Karen's puritanical, here come CAP.

Bad Painting was a must. It happened before the thesis. Still happening. Desparate for a false unity? Give it time.

Karen doesnt seem to be directly in the legacy, she's too conceptual

CAP said...

In 1978 it was a must. In 2008 it’s just musty.

Bad Painting WAS a thesis - the term coined by Marcia Tucker for the show she curated of that name.

The works did not exist under that description before hand. And actually there are much better descriptions for what was happening in the work at the time, but the show makes the term currency, makes the collection a thing - AFTER the thesis.

Karen milks the tradition for all its worth, through its 80s East Village variants (Condo) into the 90s (Shaw's Thrift Store Paintings). She's late and slow alright. In fact she has to reduce herself to a childish ditz to sustain any perception of 'Good' still capable of being dissed.

Karen drifts on a cloud,
Sets down, with the sun in her eyes


Nature: it's such a nicher.

No Rush said...

I know what bad painting was. i was taught by one of the bad painters.

what do you know about good? Evince me.

webthing said...

is it for the first time that no image accompanies the post? enter the hyperlink.

webthing said...

THEY SAY maybe we can leave accuracy to machines, and revel in our own badness when compared to them. camera vs human. hidetail vs lodetail. unskilled skills. a movement is born every second and dies soon after. BUT resurrection is undeniable. this is a magazine manifesto. quick! slow. limited print/ endless website.

TIME AS A REFERENTIAL SYSTEM FOLDING IN ON ITSELF IN ORDER TO EXPAND.

CONSUME UNTIL YOU ARE CONSUMED
STOP
PLAY
FFWD
EXHUMED
VOLUME +/-

kilimnik is not the best proponent of what she does, as a filter/updater/devolver. she has had a few hits and a bunch of misses. recent show, er. seeking enchantenment.

i just love her hyperlink though.

"=49&images"

webthing said...

or "...exh_id=49&images"

as

"exhumed identity equals 49 (works) & (paintings now digitized as) images"

go code.

Idon'tbathe said...

Sound sham , sound as a bell
Thunder , you’re wide yourself
Sound Sham sound as a bell
Thunder , you’re wide yourself
All dressed up and comb the thatcher
The gimp and grace of an honest thief
You wheeze chice and leave it with me
Packets sham that you’re corn beef
Pipe the gomey on the laygeft hammer
The dust in his juke is burning a hole
Step right up sir, find the lady
nothing less than a score a go.
And I want a G from Pat McGee
Biros, biros, bingo, biros
Lighters, lighters, four for a pound
Recent photos of Saint Patrick
Virgin burger and a garlic shroud
Deck chairs, deck chairs, rakes of deck chairs.
For when the pope mobile comes round
We’re on a beano!
Tom sham , sound sham sound.
Tom sham , sound sham sound
Who’s his jills with the valentine slider
Sling him a lush he’s a miller to go
Plank the monkey, you can kiss my relic
Button your clawber, your a holy show
And I want a G from Pat McGee
Sound Sham

CAP said...

I think her stuff works better as installations. I take it that’s what the glitter on the walls was sort of meant to do – draw the walls into the perception of the work – treat the whole thing as an ensemble and give it a bit more of her favored *F*A*I*R*Y*T*A*L*E* spin.

Yeah well.

I don’t think it works here for various reasons, but in earlier ones when you have just a cluster of these little no-name knock-offs surrounded with furniture and stuff, the effect is quite different, kind of obsessive and insecure. It’s like someone trying to convince themselves they know where all this stuff goes, what it’s for, but they don’t really. Really they’re having trouble relating to any of it, much less discriminating quality.

Good, Bad – some of them are just trying to get into the ballpark .

zipthwung said...

New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down

New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down

Like a rat in a cage
Pulling minimum wage

New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down

New York, you're safer
And you're wasting my time

Our records all show
You are filthy but fine

But they shuttered your stores
When you opened the doors
To the cops who were bored
Once they'd run out of crime

New York, you're perfect
Don't please don't change a thing

Your mild billionaire mayor's
Now convinced he's a king

So the boring collect
I mean all disrespect

In the neighborhood bars
I'd once dreamt I would drink

New York, I Love You
But you're freaking me out

There's a ton of the twist
But we're fresh out of shout

Like a death in the hall
That you hear through your wall

New York, I Love You
But you're freaking me out

New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down

New York, I Love You
But you're bringing me down

Like a death of the heart
Jesus, where do I start?

But you're still the one pool
Where I'd happily drown

And oh.. Take me off your mailing list
For kids that think it still exists
Yes, for those who think it still exists

Maybe I'm wrong
And maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And myabe you're right

Maybe you're right
Maybe I'm wrong
And just maybe you're right

And Oh..
Maybe mother told you true
And they're always be something there for you
And you'll never be alone

But maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And just maybe she's wrong

Maybe she's wrong
And maybe I'm right
And if so, is there?

zipthwung said...

shake ya money

zipthwung said...

once in a lifetime

No Rush said...

It's called "luck."

In battlegrounds, the casting time for resurrection is 30 seconds. You can time it yourself if you want. Every 30 seconds, like clockwork, for the entirety of the match, a resurrection is cast. If you are standing in range when it is cast, you are resurrected.

If the Horde are rezzing in 5-10 seconds, it is because they are dying when there are 5-10 seconds left on the cast. It all depends on when you die

zipthwung said...

'Playing Well' should be everyone's motivation for playing a MMORPG. The RPG being the key there, specifically the 'G' part. What is the alternative to 'playing well'? 'Spending time'? Then take up crafting, or don't leave the cities, or better yet, dont' leave the forums because you're clearly not looking for a game, or a fantasy roleplaying game. You are looking for a community to socialise within.
Plows crops under (leaving body; locals' bafflement reinforcing "affront" to rationality, ie he not his dad, as he feared) then waits thru winter (snowing under/burial), till Karen interrupts budget mtg w/ Annie (dwindling fortunes dissipating relation to life/reality) to announce "a man out there on the lawn" (personification of regeneration) - Shoeless Joe (aka Barefoot Boy of nature folklore), who takes position while Ray bats balls (silent mvmt Ritual indicating Ray has entered sacred time); Joe admires "wood" of Ray's bat (n.c.) + talks of phantom limbs (emasculated by scandal Tricky Dickie America, film's primacy of phallus over yoni not irrelevant issue) but is unable to cross perimeter (men can raise dead but can't give birth) of field Ray "built for you" (temple for resurrection of phantom phallus [shortly before Bush père declares Gulf War erased stigma of Viet Nam] + arena for sublimating homoerotic tendencies left wanting by father-shunting ), "others" (teammates) welcome too amnesty for all masculinity (deserved or not), tho denies it's heaven (unreadiness to acknowledge death).

webthing said...

i take it back
all artists are to be respected
no matter what they do
it taint easy

good for you karen.

(embarrassing)

webthing said...

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No Rush said...

so THAT's why I hate baseball movies so much.

watched the directors cut last night. huge improvement. voiceover was so distracting. jeez its a simple tale
Deckard: Shakes? Me too. I get 'em bad. It's part of the business.
Rachael: I'm not in the business. I am the business.

webthing said...

was that the sony 4x version?
different ending and all. replicant romance is on the return journey

heath ledger dead in mary-kate's apartment

zipthwung said...

freaky deaky

concrete phone said...

you know, if you just looked aound a bit, you'd see that we are in a utopia right now! yippy!

zipthwung said...

Yes it looks a little bit country and a little bit Dawson's creek.

CAP said...

You're not a broker are you, Concrete?

webthing said...

outsider art fair @ the puck

CAP said...

You mean there's even an art fair for outsiders now?

What's there left to be outside of?

clara said...

I am so glad this blog is back up

clara said...
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zipthwung said...

The past is a promise
-Derrida

Well I guess if you say you are not part of history then boom, there you go, a bullshit dichotomy.

Looks like Derrida is coming up to market again if you are writing ad copy. Does anyone have the color palette for 2008? I missed the memo.

Oh and why dinnt anybodyz tell me bout teh bokz in da scholz?:

"..and if, according to Hardt and Negri's Empire, the rise of Empire is the end of national conflict, the "enemy" now, whoever he is, can no longer be ideological or national. The enemy now must be understood as a kind of criminal, as someone who represents a threat not to a political system or a nation but to the law. This is the enemy as a terrorist.... Hardt and Negri get this absolutely right when they say that in the "new order that envelops the entire space of... civilization", where conflict between nations has been made irrelevant, the "enemy" is simultaneously "banalized" (reduced to an object of routine police repression) and absolutized (as the Enemy, an absolute threat to the ethical order"[2])."[3]

Empire (book), a 2000 Neo-Marxist book on geopolitics by Antonio Negri and Michael Hardt

Take it to da brigez! Rememberz teh break step pepolez! Otherwize we gets gallopin gertie and duh infrastucture breekz.

zipthwung said...

Weeze all innit to getah! Bzooya! Hooland Cotterz reviewd de show with the derda bzzzzwrd you can lolcatz it. Der aint no reeda, aint no writer, eider. thats dereda.

webthing said...

exactly cap. long live the oxymoron.

and julian's painting on maps.

the new museum is into unmonumental things now, despite them being as monumental as anything else around. clearly they've become over obsessed with NOT BEING A MUSEUM. Err, wha? Watch out for banal implosion.

remember curators (or rather, hurry up and forget) to pretend to NOT be doing what you are doing in order to facilitate what artists have always done. Then you will seem CLEVER. This is what it is about. CLEVERNESS. Sophistication wrapped up in a ball of sincerity is not sincere (but it is). We're all obsessed with gray. Everything is halfway between here and there but language is dichotomous. Oh no...

(fade to black)

CAP said...

Julian's always been painting on maps. It's his way of being a rebel.

Or is that terrorist now?

No Rush said...

i didnt mean i wasnt a part of history because i am a woman. i meant i wasnt part of history because i'm not. and if it doesnt care about me, i dont care about it. i give as good as i get. is that dichotimous? i wouldnt worry about it.

webthing said...

A famous art collector is walking through the city when he notices a mangy cat lapping milk from a saucer in the doorway of a store. He does a double take.

He knows that the saucer is extremely old and very valuable, so he walks casually into the store and offers to buy the cat for two dollars.

The storeowner replies, "I'm sorry, but the cat isn't for sale."

The collector says, "Please, I need a hungry cat around the house to catch mice. I'll pay you 20 dollars for that cat."

And the owner says "Sold," and hands over the cat.

The collector continues, "Hey, for the twenty bucks I wonder if you could throw in that old saucer. The cat's used to it and it'll save me from having to get a dish."

The owner says, "Sorry buddy, but that's my lucky saucer. So far this week I've sold sixty-eight cats."

zipthwung said...

Don't you look at me.

Watch the hands.

zipthwung said...

Johnny made a record, Went straight up to number one,
Suddenly everyone loved to hear him sing the song.
Watching the world go by, surprising it goes so fast.
Johnny looked around him and said, 'Well, I made the big time at last'.

zipthwung said...

Or at least that's what people were saying at the nightly parties in the grand palazzos.

No Rush said...

If you see something that looks like a star
And it's shooting up out of the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
And you just can't escape from the sound
Don't worry too much it'll happen to you
We were children once playing with toys


And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys, high-heeled boys


If you had just a minute to breathe
And they granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance
Or something similar as this
Don't worry too much it'll happen to you
As sure as your sorrows are joys


And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys


The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all you're means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest
Was the low spark of high-heeled boys, high-heeled boys


If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I would for you
Or take me for a ride
And strip me of everything including my pride
But spirit is something that no one destroys


And the sound that disturbs you is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys


The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all you're means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest
Was the low spark of high-heeled boys, high-heeled boys

zipthwung said...

Skydive naked
From an aeroplane
Or a lady with a
Body from outerspace
My heart, my heart
Kickstart my heart

Say i got trouble
Trouble in my eyes
I'm just looking for
Another good time
My heart, my heart
Kickstart my heart

zipthwung said...

S-s-s-s A-a-a-a F-f-f-f E-e-e-e T-t-t-t Y-y-y-y
Safe, dance!

[Spoken]
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance

[Sung]
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance
Danc¨¦e!

We can go when we want to
The night is young and so am I
And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet
And surprise 'em with the victory cry
Say, we can act if want to
If we don't nobody will
And you can act real rude and totally removed
And I can act like an imbecile

[Refrain]
I say, we can dance, we can dance
Everything out of control
We can dance, we can dance
We're doing it from wall to wall
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody takin' the cha-a-a-ance

Safety dance
Is it safe to dance
Is it safe to dance

S-s-s-s A-a-a-a F-f-f-f E-e-e-e T-t-t-t Y-y-y-y
Safe, dance!

We can dance if we want to
We've got all your life and mine
As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it
Everything'll work out right
I say, we can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine

[Refrain]

Is it safe to dance, oh is it safe to dance [6x]
Is it safe to dance

webthing said...

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zipthwung said...

So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.

Or blue moon, if you are into that junk. Whatcha gonna do with all that junk, all that junk in your trunk? To my eye its coming at you as you float through space, spilling past you until the transmissions cease at the cornea.

Call me for your lover's lover's alibi / squash, drawing cool blue raves /
Death wants a divorce.

zipthwung said...

* Double Yellow - Extra Super slow (very low bounce)
* Yellow - Super slow (low bounce)
* Green or White - slow (average bounce)
* Red - Medium (high bounce)
* Blue - Fast (very high bounce)

kalm james said...

For those of you interested in a video tour of the Karen Kilimnik exhibition and the attendant narrative dealing with the gallery’s “no photo” policy check-out

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97jZbZK1n3U

Thanks JK

Paul Pincus said...

I sense SO much envy here!

Kilimnik is a superstar for good reason.

An original.

Cheers.