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SAINT LAURENT
COLLECTION XI
MUSIC FOR SAINT LAURENT
CHERRY GLAZERR ‘HAD TEN DOLLAZ’ ORIGINAL SONG WRITTEN AND RECORDED BY CLEMENTINE CREEVY
IN LOS ANGELES JANUARY 2014

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Image © John Baldessari

"HAD TEN DOLLAZ" BY CHERRY GLAZERR

Our cover of Berlin's "Take My Breath Away"
Mastered by Julian Brau

Take My Breath Away

Radiohead - No Surprises (live acoustic)

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I'm tired and I
I want to go to bed
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don't try to wake me in the morning
'Cause I will be gone
Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go
Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore
Sing to me
Sing to me
I don't want to wake up
On my own anymore
Don't feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I really want to go
There is another world
There is a better world
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well
Bye
Bye
Bye hmm

Asleep - The Smiths

Nada Surf - Inside Of Love

Alex Turner - Submarine (Full Album)

Shakermaker

Song originally by Radiohead 
Cover version performed, recorded by Andrew Gavin Williams 

High and Dry

"Fact or Fiction" ft. Chapin

Our final show, or my prediction
A twist to suit my ill depiction
Is it fact, or is it fiction,
Or is it a factor of our friction

Off allen,
Got talent
Strike a balance
Tell your parents what you want this year
And you just might get it
Look, he thinks he gets it,
They said, he thinks he gets it,
Oh wait, he thinks he gets it,
No, he can't get it

Spruke with the fact or the fiction confusion
Scary world with the late night illusion     
Skinny and The Bend, hipster bar hits
Skinny and the blonde hipster bar tits
Catch me lookin or she already drunk
Punk jam band with the slap bass funk
Rock, and I’m already sick of it
Flask in the pocket taking shots in the thick of it
Cameraphone take a pic of it, I don’t give a shit
i’m the dick of it, throw a bigger fit
she thinkin ha ha yolo found a funny stick
like she gonna take a lick of it
final show, or my prediction
a twist to suit my ill depiction
is it fact or is it fiction
or is it the factor of our friction

Jukebox ready,
Tom Petty,
Slow and steady,
There's a machete, it's concealed in here
And you just might get it
Look, he thinks he gets it,
They said, he thinks he gets it,
Oh wait, he thinks he gets it,
No, he can't get it

Now you stagger through the door
Redic swagger, what's that for
Yeah i wager you better be sure
Start a major world war
Oh yeah we're all real impressed
That much vinyl, so smart dressed
Now run them  pockets if you know what's best
Make your heart stop, cardiac arrest
This place ain't safe no two ways about it
Your eyes betray no new way up out it
Just not your day so you do tap out it
Ain't for you go away keep out it
final show, or my prediction
a twist to suit my ill depiction
is it fact or is it fiction
or is it the factor of our friction

"Blind Hunter" ft. Aaron M

My shadow comes to me
When I look at empty chairs
Playing cards and cups of coffee
That I won’t drink without you there
There’s a cinema in my bed
Blockbuster of the dead
Footage from when we had no white blood cells
But plenty of red
They formed clots inside my head
Let’s throw a Party I said
I’m losing it and don’t know better
That’s how I lost the things I had
So next time I reminisce
I grab my shadow and I tell him this

Don’t haunt me
I’m just living in the past
Clinging to a world
That I thought could last
But I can’t move on
Or just sing a different song
Pretending to be strong
The party’s clearly done
And all the guests are gone

I’m fucked behind the eyes
And you can’t realize
That I got a new condition
That modern science don’t recognize
It’s the factor of the friction
It’s the late night affliction
It’s the state where twists are happening
Just to suit my ill depiction
It’s where I’m one with nil
I don’t know that my name is Bill
Spruke took over all the basics
and he left me some holes to fill
So next time I act all bland
I’m telling you that you can’t hold my hand

Don’t haunt me
I’m just living in the past
Clinging to a world
That I thought could last
But I can’t move on
Or just sing a different song
Pretending to be strong
The party’s clearly done
And all the guests are gone

"Natural Order"

That mother fucker was like six iphones ago
That mother fucker was like six iphones ago
Blog post, mother mother he don’t know he don’t he know
Take him out, take him out, face down gotta go

Converse in the corner, he don’t know I’m black border
With an attitude that upsets the natural order
So it’s writing on the arm and I don’t mean ya no harm
but this ain’t exactly grain silos back on the farm
So now it’s what’s it to ya and a really oh do ya
And the beeline for the goal like he was Johnny Oduya
with the converse in the corner he don't know I'm black border
and the attitude that upsets the natural order

That mother fucker was like six iphones ago
That mother fucker was like six iphones ago
Blog post, mother mother he don’t know he don’t he know
Take him out, take him out, face down gotta go

Mainstream, pedestrian, a diplomat equestrian
Was the worst a month ago but I read it's the best again
with the converse in the corner he don't know I'm black border
and the attitude that upsets the natural order

He said the bands you like  so stale
your girl don’t deserve to be so pale
I said the toys you chose so old
your body should be dead and cold

That mother fucker was like six iphones ago
That mother fucker was like six iphones ago

"Train of Thought"

Teacher!
don’t let me raise my hand
Because the questions that I wanna ask
Can only get me in trouble
Barman!
I hope you’ll understand
Because my eyes won’t close
And I need to send them help on the double
Soldier!
I’m gonna send you in
Because the day has come that you’re
Laying down your life for your people
Conductor!
Please take us off these tracks
And throw the brakes because this
Train of thought is only headed for evil

If you detect the slightest change in my tone
It's cause the puppy never follows you home
And I can ride this train of thought on my own
For this is what we must postpone
So you can do this one alone

Bishop!
I’ll take one envy please
Throw in a side of lust cause you know
I’m such a glutton for punishment
Chiro!
I got a nasty hunch
So can you fix my spine
Cause I broke it once I learned what this hunch meant
DJ!
You’ll have to play me out
I’ll give it one more track
Then we cut the sound and turn all the lights on
Instructor!
Please teach me to forget
The factors of the friction that I been hangin all of  my life on

If you detect the slightest change in my tone
It's cause the puppy never follows you home
And I can ride this train of thought on my own
For this is what we must postpone
So you can do this one alone
If you detect the slightest change in my tone
It's cause the puppy never follows you home
And I can ride this train of thought on my own
For this is what we must postpone
So you can do this one alone

Teacher! Barman! Soldier! Conductor!
Bishop! Chiro! DJ! Instructor!
Teacher! Barman! Soldier! Conductor!
Bishop! Chiro! DJ! Instructor!
If you detect the slightest change in my tone
It's cause the puppy never follows you home
If you detect the slightest change in my tone
It's cause the puppy never follows you home

"All Is Dust" ft. Laura

Ghosts of the damned swirl around me as I land downtown
Audience assembled, waving hands, here to watch me drown
I know you don't want me to, that's why I'm gonna want to 
I know you don't want me to, that's why I'm gonna want to 
I know you don't want me to, that's why I'm gonna want to 
I know you don't want me to, do it for you

Trample it into dust,
Everything into dust,
Everything, and all, is...
dust

Swim in the lake of the dead, that you may be reborn
Hades or Styx, anything to find someplace warm
I know you don't want me to, that's why I'm gonna want to 
I know you don't want me to, that's why I'm gonna want to 
I know you don't want me to, that's why I'm gonna want to 
I know you don't want me to, do it for you

Trample it into dust,
Everything into dust,
Everything, and all, is...
dust

"One With Nothing"

First in line to be the last to know
First in line to be the last to know
Sittin on the patio, letting the morning sun fill up my bones
Sweet mother memory, clear me out so I can go home
Goin to bed at dawn I miss the sunsets most when I grabbed my lover and I held 

her close
Done enough right that you can let me be wrong, so I'm one with nothing when 

my love is gone

Nothing like a close friend, to talk to, as you recount the whole night
Screen doors and leashes, they don't put up a fight in the morning sunlight
Goin to bed at dawn I miss the sunsets most when I grabbed my lover and I held 

her close
Done enough right that you can let me be wrong, so I'm one with nothing when 

my love is gone

Na na na na na, na na na na...

Done enough right that you can let me be wrong, so I'm one with nothing when 

my love is gone

One With Nothing

Johnny Marr stopped by the BBC Studios in London on Nov. 27, 2012, to record a live session for the Dermot O'Leary Show on BBC Radio 2.  He performed a song called "New Town Velocity" off his upcoming solo album 'The Messenger' and The Smiths' classic "Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want' on the program, which aired Dec. 1, 2012.

Johnny Marr, 'Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want' (BBC Radio 2)

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Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees (live à CISM)

Produzido por Raphael Bertazi. 
Remix 8-bit da música "Alegria, Alegria" (Caetano Veloso, 1967). 
Samples: Super Mario Bros. (Nintendo, 1985)

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Super Mario Bros. vs. Caetano Veloso (Bertazi 8-bit Remix)

The Cure - Trust

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Johnny Marr, 'Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want' (BBC Radio 2)

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