Whodunnit?

Harry Houdini 1912

The Equals - Black Skinned Blue Eyed Boys

People: white is white
What's black ain't clover

Together we'll be
When the war is over.
You see the Black Skin Blue Eyed Boys

They ain't gonna fight no wars
Oh
now.

Cool is school
But the teachers beat yer

When they see

That they can't reach yer.
You see the Black Skin Blue Eyed Boys

They ain't gonna fight no wars
Oh
now.

They ain't got no country

They ain't got no creed

People won't be black or white

The world will be half-breed.
The world will be half-breed.
The world will be half-breed.
You see the Black Skin Blue Eyed Boys

they ain't gonna fight no doggone wars.

They ain't got no country...

It's a brand new day

With brand new people

In one big world

We're just one people.
You see the Black Skin Blue Eyed Boys

They ain't gonna fight no wars. Oh
now.
Baby
you know that we hate fighting.

From her sketchbook

Frida Kahlo

La rémunération par écoute

Building up a society

Photoshop this

 

 

Crab!

Christmas Island (Australia) has 1,500 people live there with an estimated 120 million crabs. 

Guess whats the main course?

Captain Comatose - 100$ (french version)

Cops

 

1960 - Lapd officers went undercover as women to catch purse snatchers 

(or just went to a lapidation)

Now you can choose

Dance to the end of the world

The Victorian Cliff House

 

The Curse of Superman?

Christmas is coming

 

Nancy Sinatra - Run for your life

Well, Id rather see you dead, little boy
Than to see you with another girl
You better keep your head, little boy
Or you won't last in my world

You better run for your life if you can, little boy
Hide your head in the sand, little boy
Catch you with another girl
Thats the end, little boy

Well, you know that Im a wicked chick
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I cant spend my whole life
Trying just to make you toe that line

So you better run for your life if you can, little boy
Hide your head in the sand, little boy
Catch you with another girl
Thats the end, hmm

Let this be a sermon
I mean everything Ive said
And baby, Im determined
'Cause Id rather see you dead

You better run for your life if you can, little boy
Hide your head in the sand, baby boy
Catch you with another girl
Thats the end

You hear me?

Well, Id rather see you dead, little boy
Than to see you with another girl
You better keep your head, little boy
Or you won't last in my world

You better run for your life if you can, little boy
Hide your head in the sand, little boy
Catch you with another girl
Thats the end, little boy

Lovely Kids #33

Inquire Within

UnWomen...

Right?

 

 

Mary Smith

Mary Smith earned sixpence a week shooting dried peas at sleeping workers windows.
A Knocker-up (sometimes known as a knocker-upper) was a profession in England and Ireland that started during and lasted well into the Industrial Revolution and at least as late as the 1920s, before alarm clocks were affordable or reliable. A knocker-up’s job was to rouse sleeping people so they could get to work on time.
The knocker-up used a truncheon or short, heavy stick to knock on the clients’ doors or a long and light stick, often made of bamboo, to reach windows on higher floors. Some of them used pea-shooters. In return, the knocker-up would be paid a few pence a week. The knocker-up would not leave a client’s window until sure that the client had been awoken.
There were large numbers of people carrying out the job, especially in larger industrial towns such as Manchester. Generally the job was carried out by elderly men and women but sometimes police constables supplemented their pay by performing the task during early morning patrols.
Photograph from Philip Davies’ Lost London: 1870 - 1945.

The Self Life of Food

WhoMadeWho - Inside World

You loved to walk, it’s a matter of fact
I love your feet, that’s the love that I’m at
There’s an explosion of feelings inside,
Don’t know what you're stumbling over tonight
You are a star at the end of the road
Take a break in your morning robe
Take a listen to the sound of your feet
Take a listen to your heart beat!

Tell us now what you gonna do
We are leaving it up to you
It’s not a problem, it’s not a problem, it’s not a problem!

Chorus:
All the movements of an outside world
People moving in an inside world
All the movements of the outside world
Keeps on moving in the inside world
Keep on moving in the inside world

Just close your eyes and you’ll get what you need
No need to fight, no need to compete
Stay in tune, stay in shape, stay in bed
Stay out of trouble like your mama said.

Chorus:
All the movements of an outside world
People moving in an inside world
All the movements of the outside world
Keeps on moving in the inside world
Keep on moving in the inside world

Tell us now what you gonna do,
We are leaving it up to you
It’s not a problem, it’s not a problem
It’s not a problem!

Chorus:
All the movements of an outside world
People moving in an inside world
All the movements of the outside world
Keeps on moving in the inside world
Keep on moving in the inside world

Lovely Kids #32

The boogeyman in 1923