Of Alphaville, Scandinavia and Cupcakes

With the intent of posting an ancient Alphaville song called "Fallen Angel" I looked to find an appropriate image to match, preferably of the band itself.
So off to google images fui eu and after a search I found this which can only be described as a celebration of gorgeousness which in turn inspired me to use the picture above instead.
Oh yeah, below Alphaville´s "Fallen Angel", with the addition of "Lies" since to me it conveys Miss Automne´s depiction of Scandinavians. Think melody not title.
Now excuse me while I exit the door, stroll on my lawn of cupcakes, and kiss a lollipop tree.

A summer´s disregard

Michael Jackson dead at age 50.





Sweet melodies here and here.

AIG

Expert analysis from the best representative ever.







First on Msnbc



then seen on Red Eye.

Enough about you let´s talk about me

or at least let Sinead and Walt do it.

For Him I Sing

For him I sing,
I raise the present on the past,
(As some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
With time and space I him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself by them the law unto himself.

Goodbye old friend

and thank you.

"It was in your tone Jake"

A comical yet realistic view on how mischievous women can be when it comes to tying down a man ( and I don´t mean that in the fun way).


Nation's Girlfriends Unveil New Economic Plan: 'Let's Move In Together'

Waiting for a star to fall