Timeless boohooing about biggles not being my mate. Never does owt to reach out to me, loves me but doesn’t like me. No birthday pressie or even message or anything since I left dressing room at Brixton on Sunday. But this is normal and so why now let it upset me? Because.. well it’s obvious. … We have a good thing going etc etc , but fuck me he’s a difficult man to love and he gives me nothing. I go through each day and am twisting up, when I finally, fully unwind it will be furious, disastrous, dangerous, spectacular…
Tag: Pete n Carl
This gif is everything you need to know about Libs. Seriously.
Carl & Pete
“Let’s keep going, I love you, I love you so much”
-Pete Doherty on their suicide pact, 1997“There was one point where I very very nearly, just to be close to him, started taking full on heroin.”
-Carl Barat, 2004“I love him. Wouldn’t go, um – certainly not on Radio 1 – go into too much detail, but… we had lots of wonderful times together, yeah.”
-Pete Doherty,”I think there’s, y’know, obsession and jealousy on both of their sides. They bitch about each other to each other or to other people. They have a bond, intellectually and spiritually, like nothing I’ve ever seen … but sometimes, you know, you just think, God, why don’t you just get a room?!”
-Roger Sargent“not too different from falling in love””
-Carl Barat, 2008“I’m obsessed to the point of needing to know everything. All of you…I quite love you.”
-Pete Doherty, 2002“He [Carl] was saying, ‘Well, look, what if it’s all gonna happen again?’ and I said, ‘One thing: maybe it will, maybe it won’t, but one thing that’s going to help me not fuck up again is you, and doing all that together.’ Because he means a lot…
-Pete Doherty, 2009“…it’s a deep love. Deep love does funny things to people’
-Carl Barat, 2010“If I’m honest, I miss having a best friend who, for all his foibles, who got me…you know, when you meet someone who gets you and you get them on the deepest level, I mean that…that’s something that I always missed about Pete.”
-Carl Barat, 2010”a visibly choked up Doherty [on being asked what he missed most about Carl] then simply replied that he had “just missed Carl.”
-Pete Doherty, 2010
“He’s my soulmate, and I love him, and that’s the truth.”
– Pete Doherty, 2015
I’ll keep posting these as I dig them out. This was from the Colour Bar in Camden in January 2004. It was last minute on a sunday night, really small space and squeezed in. If I remember rightly, the bar manager told them to wrap it up so they just kept merging one song into another so the last song was like another 20 minutes 🙂 again was a f’ing brilliant night.
Thanks to Rough Trade, Peter and I moved east to Bethnal Green, to the next Albion Rooms, and it was domestic bliss after a fashion. We shared a business bank account and the flat, a beautiful place that had one big room upstairs and one tiny little cupboard. Nevertheless, it was spacious and bright, and the main room – Peter’s room – housed the most amazing brass bed. I know that because I saw it every time I went through it to get to my bedroom (the cupboard).
SHE THAT’S PETER
We all know that Carl wrote Ballad of Grimaldi for Peter and here’s the list of the song I believe he also wrote about him
- Come Closer
Had love and I set it free
But it never came back to me, now
The skies have gone ugly
From Bolton to rugby
- Chinese Dogs
Well it took you seven years
To
learn my name
And I
know it’s all the drugs and booze
that
are to blame
What a
shame
Well
it took me seven years
To
forget your name
All
the drugs, all the fools
And
the hanging around
I fell
out the game
What a
shame
What
would it take for me to be your man
What
would it take to make you understand
The
world has gone cold
- Deadwood
This
all you make it?
You
had the choice lad
You
wouldn’t take it
The
oldest charm
And
the years of my life,
Some
they were so good,
But
now and again I feel
I was
a coward
Are
the holes in my soul
In
tatters for all these tears
Well
you don’t see it that way
- Faultlines
The
fights, they never end
Like
the nights, they’ve taken me over
And
yeah I get the fear
But I
cannot be bothered
All
this waiting is just hesitating for nothing
And
the fault lines
And
all the conjecture from both sides
Why oh
why can’t we change things
This
is destroying me inside
You
know you wanna run away
We
shared out dreams
And
nearly everything in between
I’ll
never forget those
Long
lost days in a haze
Where
we lost ourselves with no apology
- Bang Bang You’re Dead
I knew
all along
That I
was right at the start
bout
the seeds of the weeds
That
grew in your heart
Self
satisfaction for the factions
Who
formed to tear us apart
Well I
gave you the Midas touch
Oh you
turned round and scratched out my heart
- B.U.R.M.A.
So when the dark times come well I will sing you a good time song
I’m pretending that it’s ending but it kills me to act so strong
Just to gaze in your eyes, makes all the difference to me
- Radio Song
Put
your arms around me girl cause I don’t know what to do
I’m
spinning on a sixpence cause I’m still in love with you
We
were vagabond souls put together sniffing glue
Your
radio songs were all I really knew
Did
you think I had a wind up heart?
You
must have had plastic head
Did
you think I had to play the part
when
you copied everything I said?
I’m
sorry sorry sorry if your getting me wrong
but
you’re half a world away with only one sock on
Now
your getting too much so I want to play along
cause
all I really wanted was a radio song
- Gin & Milk
See I
really like you
But
I’m nothing like you
I try
really so hard
But
don’t get so far
You
get my respect
But we
don’t connect
Were
in it together
So
I’ll love you forever
I love
you forever
- Carve My Name
And I
carved my name on the livers of my lovers,
The
hearts of all my brothers
Forgive
me, love
So
take away the poet’s pen, and never speak of love again
Break
the hands that made a pair
And
never will I need to care
Anyway
- Irony of Love
It
begins with how I fell for you
Saw
myself in your eyes
I
should have known how that would lead
To my
own sweet demise
When
they said,
“He’s
going to get his fucking head kicked in,
“He’s
going to die in a fucking loony bin!”
Darling,
oh, darling…
This
is the song I never wrote for you
I know
I said I would
It
might have turned out differently
If
things had worked out good
By
your side the music rose
My
heart would leap and bound
And
the chilling feeling that maybe I
Could
lose what I had found
Then
the hate, and hurt, and poisoned tongues
Ran
out across the town
And
then I guess the music stopped
When
you were sleeping ‘round
I
suppose we never tried
You
know I could have married you
- Shadows Fall
And
one day we’ll meet again
I’ll
be wind, you’ll be rain
Chasing
‘round like lovers of old times.
And
you know I’ve loved you so
And I
will till the end of days
But as
I go, I want you to know:
You
are loved
- So Long My Lover
We met
when you were oh so young
I took
you from that drunken bum
And
held you like some father
Oh we
were both born for each other
Oh yes
you were so full of hope then, you see
You’d
be a dancer and sing with me
You
danced your dance
and my
sweet song was sung.
Oh I
was reckless, you were free
I took
you ‘round the world with me
So
holy together
No
devils would tear us apart
The
lights were bright on Harley Street
And
with the future at our feet
we
held on to each other
and
somewhere lost our way
- The Fall
We
quick-stepped into love
Like
Fred and Ginger in a trance
At all
the most exclusive balls
Always
we dreamt to dance
The
snakes and devils of our past
Were
scrupulously ignored
I
said, “I think it’s over now,”
She
said, “I’m not so sure.”
We
turned our fury on each other
She
crucified my confidence
I’d
hung to to recover
We’d
tighten up the thumbscrews
And
still scream out for more
I
said, “I think it’s over now,”
She
said, “I’m not so sure.”
- The Magus
We´ll
drink brandy when they´re gone now
Dancing
to our old time songs now
Don´t
forget the good old days
Where
have the flowers gone now?
Gone
to young girls everyone now
That´s
the price we´ll have to pay
- Ballad of Grimaldi
Because
you’ll tell me what you want and I’ll avoid it
Tell
it to the sick and to the damned
Tell
me what you love, watch me destroy it
Your
love just crumbles in my hands
But if
you stay for a while
I’ll
try to think of something kind to say
Maybe
we should pray for a while
St.
Jude might hear my pleas, come to me,
see me
on my bended knees
She
knows I adore you
The Libertines – First Gig of European Tour, 23.09.2014, Vega, Copenhagen, Denmark (source)