Saturday, 23 January 2016

Sex and drugs and pop and Keats.



Pure useless beauty - electronic pop poetry group

Putting things together which don't go together - an ageing punk and a synthetic hippie, Sex and drugs and pop and Keats. Age and Beauty, Aesthetics and ecstasy, Russia and Europe. Words and drums. Do anything you wanna do, in an age of obedience.

Let us throw flowers on the ground and tread upon their pure useless beauty, Lorca,


http://moscowexpatlife.ru/2015/09/pure-useless-beauty/

Ambrotype 8x10 Photo by Antaloe Green




Friday, 1 January 2016

Pure.Useless.Beauty. Chloe St-Clair Stannard; Theatre Freak.





I am a gypsy 
I am a jew 

I am a woman 

I have got aids 

I was born free 

but now I’m in chains 

I mine your jewels 

I ferry your stole 
I am your tool 
I am your slave 
I was born free 
now I’m in chains 

I pick your coffee 
Your strawberries and tea 
I am in chains 
yet I was born free 
I sell you my body 
I wash your car 
I tell your stories 
and die for your arms 
I give you children 
and polish your brass 
you keep me hidden 
I cut your grass 
I shine your buttons 
and tend to your graves 
I was born free 
now I’m in chains

I am your front 
I watch your back 
I am your cunt 
the head in your sack 
I was born free 
to be choked on your gas 
to be stuffed with your junk 
I fluff up your pillow 
I catch your jump 
the weep in your willow 
I paint your cave 
I was born free 
Now I’m a slave 
I was born free
but now I’m in chains. 


Words - Martin X

Pic: Chloe - Pure Useless Beauty, Theatre Freak .
Photographer @Olga Kudina






Pure Useless Beauty; performance



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