Roger Guetta ~ Burlesque Macabre

Roger Guetta ~ Burlesque Macabre

In my Macworld talk last January, I referred to Roger as “my last diva.” I did this just to bug him and I’m still laughing out loud about it as I type these words.

The fact is that Roger does amazing work in many different styles. Even so, his works are always informed by himself. And he knows he’s good, which is why I call him a diva. We go back and forth a lot. I have nothing but respect for him as an artist and as a man. And as a diva.

This picture has all the usual sophisticated, elegant, artistic, intelligent, funny, sexy, noirish, and stylistic weirdness that is the Roger Guetta brand.

Only one song to go with this one, I think, by another artist who also informs his own many facets from his core.

Funny how secrets travel
I’d start to believe if I were to bleed
Thin skies, the man chains his hands held high
Cruise me blond
Cruise me babe
A blond belief beyond beyond beyond
No return No return

I’m deranged
Deranged my love
I’m deranged down down down
So cruise me babe cruise me baby

And the rain sets in
It’s the angel-man
I’m deranged

Cruise me cruise me cruise me babe

The clutch of life and the fist of love
Over your head
Big deal Salaam
Be real deranged Salaam
Before we reel
I’m deranged

And the rain sets in
It’s the angel-man
I’m deranged

Cruise me cruise me cruise me babe

And the rain sets in
It’s the angel-man
I’m deranged

Cruise me cruise me cruise me babe

I’m deranged

Get I’m Deranged by David Bowie

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