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and the to's and the fro's, they left me dizzy
"We didn’t really get on but I was fascinated by ideas he had about himself and the country. I’d never met anyone like him. It was - what’s the word when you can’t take your eyes off someone?…Yes, it was riveting. Despite everything, you knew there was goodness there. Something to believe in. Something which is good, pure and untainted by anything." (Doherty, 2003)
*
When I first met Carl [Barat, co-founder of the Libertines], I was 17 and he was about a year-and-a-half older than me. We had this song called 'France', a jazzy little number. I couldn't really play guitar then, not properly. I was convinced I was going to be the singer and he was going to be the guitarist, like Morrissey and Marr, but a few years in, he was convinced that he was going to sing as well so I had to learn the guitar. (Doherty, 2007)
*
Pete Doherty and Carl Barat - joint singers, guitarists, songwriters and ideologues of east London-based quartet the Libertines - are having an argument about an argument. Specifically, they are disagreeing over the period a year ago when they decided “the dream had become tainted”.
The row began when Doherty, 23, made some solo demos. “If the dream was tainted I’m not fucking surprised, because you didn’t have me there,” says Barat, 24.
“You went off in a big huff,” insists Doherty. “In those days he didn’t know much about music.”
Barat is indignant. “What? I knew about music. Maybe I didn’t know about bands. I still don’t care. It’s just a game. I’d rather play the computer or catch up on a soap opera. I believe in melody and hearts and minds.”
Doherty smiles. “Good. Just testing.”
(2003)
*
"Admidst all this I saw Carl - this very, very unhappy boy and I went to put my arm around him, literally to say, ‘Are you all right?’ and he’s gone ‘Fuck off!’ and pushed me away and for the first time I stood up to him. It had always been taken for granted that he was harder than me, and he was, but I lost it that day. I was a glimpse of what was to come. I stood up to him and I couldn’t be hurt any more. It was the beginning of the end then, I think, we were drifting apart. We were splitting apart onstage. i was finding I coudln’t bear it, coudln’t bear that hurt. Just complete loneliness knowing he wasn’t there for me." (Doherty, ?) (omg poor carl never had the spoons to deal with this shambolic oversensitive mess :[)
*
"Carlos… you came back to the hotel room. said you were getting lonely. I was getting a familiar old feeling… when you go a’strollin’ + a’drinkin’ and don’t come back for a week…" (Doherty, 2004)
*
"They can’t play a gig without me. Carl knows whats going to happen if he does. He promised me that would never happen again and i believe him, because… I’ll fucking kill him. I’ll stick a 1957 Epiphone down his throat and rip out his guts… Or something down those lines." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"How will you feel when they play at T in the Park without you?"
"(Pause, starts to cry) I’m gonna die. It means so much to me. Summat in me that was really badly, really damaged before, somehow we forgave. Course you don’t forget, you forgive. They’ve got no right to get onstage without me. How can I go back? I can’t go back to that. Our relationship is a mess. He’s teasing me. Why push me out of the The Libertines? Why go there? He has hold over me because somehow he’s got the machine behind him that controls all these things that are so fucking dear to me. So much of this is my life." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"Dear Carl … when you roll into the studio staggering and mewing, and jabber that you’ve been with the skag and bone man all night … it’s just seen as a classic Carl moment. Drinking yourself into a snorting stupor year after year? Why not go to Paris and New York and stay in hotels and do interview for a bit. John? Shooting smack for two years. Don’t worry, we’ll stand by you and give you a lift to score and watch and help as a band as you go through it all, believe in you and give you time and love and of course you come through it. Gary? your all encompassing addictions to knitted jumpers and sing ‘in my mind I’m going to Caroline’ are treated as serious illness and as such we do all we can to make you comfortable / like letting you in my fucking band. You have hurt me too much. Only this now, the same: You are hurting me immensely. Stop it. I am not in a position at the moment to do the thing that any sane version of myself would do: i.e. inform you of the illegality of your current efforts ‘to bracely soldier on’. WE are the Libertines and you are abusing the strength of your position within the realm of ‘intimacy and mechinisation’. Do not fool yourself into fooling yourself. You are not the Libertines now." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"All he has to do is come and talk to me. If he came round and said ‘Stop taking smack, stop taking crack,’ I’d do it. I’d do anything he wanted." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"In the end, I just got better conversations out of the needle than I did from Carl." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"I think Carl [Barat] is wary of me because, in his heart, he’s a debauched son of a gun, but he’s got a kid now and he wants to shape up. I don’t know [if there will be another Libertines reunion]. Carl came to Paris recently. He said, “Let’s have a meeting where we don’t drink.” He normally drinks when he sees me because he gets nervous. I stayed clean while he was here. Well, I wasn’t banging up in the café or anything. We’re tentatively making plans to do some shows next summer." (Doherty, 2012)
this has been in my photobucket account for 8 yrs
and this i made a couple of days ago & i post it to end this reminiscing in a more cheerful note.
i was saved by tennis from them once & i need it to come to my rescue again.
http://www.streamhunter.eu/tennis-live-streaming-video.html
all that matters, all that will always matter.
*
When I first met Carl [Barat, co-founder of the Libertines], I was 17 and he was about a year-and-a-half older than me. We had this song called 'France', a jazzy little number. I couldn't really play guitar then, not properly. I was convinced I was going to be the singer and he was going to be the guitarist, like Morrissey and Marr, but a few years in, he was convinced that he was going to sing as well so I had to learn the guitar. (Doherty, 2007)
*
Pete Doherty and Carl Barat - joint singers, guitarists, songwriters and ideologues of east London-based quartet the Libertines - are having an argument about an argument. Specifically, they are disagreeing over the period a year ago when they decided “the dream had become tainted”.
The row began when Doherty, 23, made some solo demos. “If the dream was tainted I’m not fucking surprised, because you didn’t have me there,” says Barat, 24.
“You went off in a big huff,” insists Doherty. “In those days he didn’t know much about music.”
Barat is indignant. “What? I knew about music. Maybe I didn’t know about bands. I still don’t care. It’s just a game. I’d rather play the computer or catch up on a soap opera. I believe in melody and hearts and minds.”
Doherty smiles. “Good. Just testing.”
(2003)
*
"Admidst all this I saw Carl - this very, very unhappy boy and I went to put my arm around him, literally to say, ‘Are you all right?’ and he’s gone ‘Fuck off!’ and pushed me away and for the first time I stood up to him. It had always been taken for granted that he was harder than me, and he was, but I lost it that day. I was a glimpse of what was to come. I stood up to him and I couldn’t be hurt any more. It was the beginning of the end then, I think, we were drifting apart. We were splitting apart onstage. i was finding I coudln’t bear it, coudln’t bear that hurt. Just complete loneliness knowing he wasn’t there for me." (Doherty, ?) (omg poor carl never had the spoons to deal with this shambolic oversensitive mess :[)
*
"Carlos… you came back to the hotel room. said you were getting lonely. I was getting a familiar old feeling… when you go a’strollin’ + a’drinkin’ and don’t come back for a week…" (Doherty, 2004)
*
"They can’t play a gig without me. Carl knows whats going to happen if he does. He promised me that would never happen again and i believe him, because… I’ll fucking kill him. I’ll stick a 1957 Epiphone down his throat and rip out his guts… Or something down those lines." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"How will you feel when they play at T in the Park without you?"
"(Pause, starts to cry) I’m gonna die. It means so much to me. Summat in me that was really badly, really damaged before, somehow we forgave. Course you don’t forget, you forgive. They’ve got no right to get onstage without me. How can I go back? I can’t go back to that. Our relationship is a mess. He’s teasing me. Why push me out of the The Libertines? Why go there? He has hold over me because somehow he’s got the machine behind him that controls all these things that are so fucking dear to me. So much of this is my life." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"Dear Carl … when you roll into the studio staggering and mewing, and jabber that you’ve been with the skag and bone man all night … it’s just seen as a classic Carl moment. Drinking yourself into a snorting stupor year after year? Why not go to Paris and New York and stay in hotels and do interview for a bit. John? Shooting smack for two years. Don’t worry, we’ll stand by you and give you a lift to score and watch and help as a band as you go through it all, believe in you and give you time and love and of course you come through it. Gary? your all encompassing addictions to knitted jumpers and sing ‘in my mind I’m going to Caroline’ are treated as serious illness and as such we do all we can to make you comfortable / like letting you in my fucking band. You have hurt me too much. Only this now, the same: You are hurting me immensely. Stop it. I am not in a position at the moment to do the thing that any sane version of myself would do: i.e. inform you of the illegality of your current efforts ‘to bracely soldier on’. WE are the Libertines and you are abusing the strength of your position within the realm of ‘intimacy and mechinisation’. Do not fool yourself into fooling yourself. You are not the Libertines now." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"All he has to do is come and talk to me. If he came round and said ‘Stop taking smack, stop taking crack,’ I’d do it. I’d do anything he wanted." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"In the end, I just got better conversations out of the needle than I did from Carl." (Doherty, 2004)
*
"I think Carl [Barat] is wary of me because, in his heart, he’s a debauched son of a gun, but he’s got a kid now and he wants to shape up. I don’t know [if there will be another Libertines reunion]. Carl came to Paris recently. He said, “Let’s have a meeting where we don’t drink.” He normally drinks when he sees me because he gets nervous. I stayed clean while he was here. Well, I wasn’t banging up in the café or anything. We’re tentatively making plans to do some shows next summer." (Doherty, 2012)
this has been in my photobucket account for 8 yrs
and this i made a couple of days ago & i post it to end this reminiscing in a more cheerful note.
i was saved by tennis from them once & i need it to come to my rescue again.
http://www.streamhunter.eu/tennis-live-streaming-video.html
all that matters, all that will always matter.