I knew Charlotte a child, blessed daughter of father and mother disurptive artists.Sheis a great actress,fragile as crystal glass on edge of the counter. Her Expression is the one of my Generation making me feel this kind of intimacy with my own contradictions.
Jah Wobble was in PIL when they composed this in 1979.
This lke manifesto for me, vesus the rage of John Lydon feeling abused by show business and late Malcolm mac Laren, this version gives more depth witnessing true genuine individuality and non cooling anger of our Generation
I am keeping happy to see young guys who raise the black flag of revolt against this cynical way this world is handled.
Business, wars, pride? My head is full I just don’t accept the way it is..
I keep thinking and keep hope in Youth!
This is our fate, we born at Golden Age.
What happened? What did we do wrong?
We spend hours on “Social” pipes to mourn about this cause or another.
But what did we do for keeping this sweetness to our children?
Smokes, blood and ashes, we just let it be, throwing our frustration on this or that.
Baby Boomers, BB, Blah Blah..
I am tired of this all, I am exhausted.
Then I sing and I forget..Lah lah lah