Oak Cliff Bra

Sittin' on the front porch in Oak Cliff with my bra - watchin' some cars go by.

A lady with a baby with only one shoe walks by.

The baby on her shoulder has his mouth open more than his eyes.

Where's his other shoe?

A little bird is bathin' on the driveway in a puddle of old rain.

A station wagon honks and swerves and almost hits a squirrel.

The squirrel gets crazy eyed and zippers back and forth across the pavement.

Talk about close calls

Lulu - October 31

The musical collaboration between Lou Reed and Metallica, "Lulu," is coming your way this Fall and this space will be your spot for all things Loutallica(!). We want to start sharing with you just how the "Lulu" project, recorded at HQ just a few short months ago, is coming together. As you can see this site is a work in progress and the plan is to build it before your very eyes. Please bear with us while we piece it all together!

"Lulu" was inspired by German expressionist writer Frank Wededkind's plays "Earth Spirit" and "Pandora's Box," which tell a story of a young abused dancer's life and relationships and are now collectively known as the "Lulu Plays." Since their publication in the early 1900's, the plays have been the inspiration for a silent film ("Pandora's Box," 1929), an opera, and countless other creative endeavors. Originally the lyrics and musical landscape were sketched out by Lou for a theatrical production in Berlin, but after coming together with the 'Tallica boys for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame concerts in New York in 2009 all guilty parties knew they wanted to make more music together. Lou was inspired enough by that performance to recently ask the band to join him in taking his theatrical "Lulu" piece to the next level and so starting in early May of this year we were all camped out recording at HQ studios in Northern California, bringing us to today and ten complete songs.

Gölem

Squack!

winter

The yellow sun

Well, it took the hand

Of a country boy

To a city in a far-off land

We made no mark

No shadow at all

On the ancient, holy streets

Where I learned to crawl

The broken and the bruised

The young and the used

The sure and confused

All here

Words will then land on me

Then abandon me

Mangle, untangle me

Leave me on the floor

Rhymes, they sprang in me

Summer sang in me

But summer sings in me no more

Now I'm twenty-five

And trying to stay alive

In a corner of the world

With no clear enemies to fight

It's hot as hell

We're like butter on toast

But there's no army in this world

That can fight a ghost

The broken and the bruised

The young and the used

The sure and confused

All here

Words will then land on me

Then abandon me

Leave me stranded

In guard of the door

Rhymes began in me

Summer sang in me

But summer sings in me no more

Listening to the cries

The strangers

The silence of the foreign grave

Listening to the thunder

The sky is strange

Stretched over everyone

Listening to the tales

The child sings

That goes for days and days

Listening to the calls

Shouts, frustration

At twenty-one

I was born a son

And on that day I knew

I could kill

To protect the ones

We put bullets in guns

Or anything it takes

To take a life until it's still

Panic in Detroit

Assomigliava molto a Che Guevara,

guidava un camioncino diesel

Teneva il fucile in un posto appartato,

che uomo umile!

L'unico sopravvissuto della Banda Nazionale del Popolo

Panico a Detroit, gli chiesi un autografo

Voleva restare a casa, io speravo che qualcuno telefonasse

Panico a Detroit.

Rise delle sirene improvvise che squarciarono la tristezza della sera

La polizia aveva annunciato ripercussioni

Arrivarono un po' troppo tardi

Un pugno di stranieri erano tutto quello che rimaneva vivo

Panico a Detroit, gli chiesi un autografo

Voleva restare a casa, io speravo che qualcuno telefonasse

Panico a Detroit.

Mi misi addosso qualcosa e mi incamminai verso la scuola

E trovai il mio insegnante

che si rannicchiava nel suo grembiule

Gridai e corsi a giocare alla mia slot-machine preferita

E saltai le macchine silenziose che dormivano ai semafori

Dopo aver vinto un trilione di dollari,

feci una corsa a casa,

Lo trovai steso sulla tavola.

Io solo con un fucile

Corsi alla finestra. Guardai qualche aeroplano

Panico a Detroit.

Mi ha lasciato un Autografo

"Lasciatemi raccogliere polvere."

Spero che qualcuno telefoni.

Panico a Detroit.

Note:   Scritta a Los Angeles, dopo una notte passata con Iggy Pop, a raccontare luride storie di violenza della sua città natale, Detroit.

Shadow on the sun

Una volta ero dell'idea

Di toglierti il peso di dosso

E lasciarti dove stavi

E tu hai creduto che potessi farlo

Non l'hai mai visto fare prima

Potevo leggerti i pensieri

Dirti cosa vedevi

E mai dire una parola

Ora tutto questo é passato

Fatto e finito - e non tornerà più

Posso dirti perché

La gente muore sola

Posso dirti che io sono

Un'ombra sul sole

Fissando la perdita

Cercando un motivo

E non essere mai davvero sicuro

Niente se non un vuoto

Vivere senza un'anima

E niente da essere imparato

Posso dirti perché

La gente impazzisce

Posso mostrarti come

Puoi fare lo stesso

Posso dirti perché

La fine non arriverà mai

Posso dirti che sono

Un'ombra sul sole

Forme di ogni grandezza

Si muovono dietro i miei occhi

Porte nella mia testa

Sigillate dall'interno

Ogni goccia di fiamma

Illumina una candela

Ricordi di colui

Che vive nella mia pelle

Ombra sul sole

Ombra sul sole

Handle With Care

Been beat up and battered 'round

Been sent up, and I've been shot down

You're the best thing that I've ever found

Handle me with care

Reputations changeable

Situations tolerable

Baby, you're adorable

Handle me with care

I'm so tired of being lonely

I still have some love to give

Won't you show me that you really care

Everybody's got somebody to lean on

Put your body next to mine, and dream on

I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled

I've been robbed and ridiculed

In day care centers and night schools

Handle me with care

Been stuck in airports, terrorized

Sent to meetings, hypnotized

Overexposed, commercialized

Handle me with care

I'm so tired of being lonely

I still have some love to give

Won't you show me that you really care

Everybody's got somebody to lean on

Put your body next to mine, and dream on

I've been uptight and made a mess

But I'll clean it up myself, I guess

Oh, the sweet smell of success

Handle me with care

We've come too far to end it now

Last night

We had an argument

Oh, oh, yes we did

Although baby

The things I said

I never meant

Girl

I'm so sorry

That I broke your tender heart

For we've come too far

To end it now

You say you're satisfied

And we can leave things just like this

Oh, oh, baby

But what you don't realize is

Without your love I can't exist

So,

Please, oh please

Have mercy on me

Can't you see

We've come much too far to end it now

We've come much too far to end it now

Ohh, baby

Now, I know, I know

There's much too? in stone?

Oh, yes it is

Oh, yes it is

Oh, yes it is

To ever think about ending this

Would be so very wrong

Oh yes it is

Oh yes it is

We've had arguments before

But there's one thing

You must know

That I think we've come

Much too far to end it

Baby don't ya know

I could never let you go

Baby love you so

Gotta let ya know

That we've come,

Much too far to

Baby come to me,

Gotta make you see,

We can make it last,

Just like in the past