Also, I had a really strange dream last night. I was with my friend Emma in a giant old Victorian house and we were at a house party with various people I know or have known that I'm not very close to. We got bored of the vibe and started moping about and wishing how it was 'like it was in the sixties', we went exploring in the house and walked down flights of stairs into the basement where we came across loads of doors. They were all locked apart from one, which we opened, and walked through, only to come out the other side into a fifties style kitchen. We got greeted by a woman who said ''welcome to 1955''. She started baking cakes for us as we told her about how we were from the future, and that the future had rules that were awful. We got introduced to her husband, then we went for a walk down her street which looked like Wisteria Lane out of Desperate Housewives. We were telling her about how everything was different in the future, the cars weren't the same, the music was all electronic and smoking was illegal. She was so shocked, surprisingly more at the fact the world had deteriorated than the fact she was talking to two strangers who had come through a wooden door from 60 years in the future, almost as if it had happened before. Then all of a sudden, bombs started going off along with car alarms, things were flying through the air and it looked like a war had started within seconds. We ran back into her house and the kitchen was full of people me & Emma had left at the party in 2011, they followed us through the door. They were amazed at where they were and we told them to go back because they didn't belong in the fifties, and they refused. Turned out a war had started in the future, and one of them left the secret door open, so the war from the future had come through the door and was now ruining this perfect little fifties world. Me & Emma kept apologising to the woman on the other people's behalf and we felt so bad about how we had ruined it all, this was all while we were hiding behind walls from people firing gunshots and crashing cars into eachother, everyone was going crazy. In the end, ALL of us who'd come through the door had to go back to the future, lock the door behind us and never go back to the fifties again. I don't know what happened after that, whether the war in the fifties ended or what, I don't even know what the woman's name was who's house we were in. To be honest, it sounds like me & Emma took acid at this house party and then thought we were in Alice in Wonderland or something. God knows. I need an official psychic to explain this to me.
Friday, April 1, 2011
YOUR AURA IS PURPLE
I remember when I first saw Almost Famous. I'd heard people talking about it for ages and people saying how it was their favourite film of all time and I thought I had to check it out. Then the first time I watched it myself I was so amazed at how the story really brings to life the early 70's rock n roll era. Not just the groupies, but the fashion, the concerts, the characters' carefree personalities & of course the music. If you've watched it, you'll know the story is deeper than all that. It is Cameron Crowe's visual explanation of his experiences in the early 70's, writing for a rock magazine, going on tour with rock bands and falling in love for the first time with a groupie. So here you go, movie stills of one of the best films of all time.
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