All tomorrow´s parties

«And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow’s parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow’s parties
And where will she go, and what shall she do
When midnight comes around
She’ll turn once more to Sunday’s clown and cry behind the door»


These lines from «Velvet Underground» made me think about how much music has meant for me, also when it comes to titles for my pictures.  Some times I can say a lot about a picture, sometimes there is nothing to tell …
It is strange though, that these songs from «Velvet Underground» always has been the songs that I have listen to at Christmas. 
Another favorite is «Sunday Morning» from the same LP.

«Sunday morning
Praise the dawning
It’s just a restless feeling
By my side»

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