P1xels

The global salon for iphonic art and iphone photography.

August 17, 2013
by Knox Bronson
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{daily pic} Roger Guetta ~ Renaissance Man

Roger Guetta ~ Renaissance Man
Roger Guetta ~ Renaissance Man

Roger Guetta in the house.

This is the last daily pic for a while. I’m taking P1xels down for a couple weeks. When we return, it will be different.

I’ll be sending out an email to everybody Monday or Tuesday talking about it.

I hope to have the site back up by September 1. But you know how things go. I’ll post on Facebook & my own site knoxbronson.com what’s going on. I might even tweet something. Feel free to write & check in if you want. I’ll really miss seeing the pictures that come in every day here.

Also, please be sure to go to this page on our magazine’s website and click on the link to download our free Preview Issue. And please leave a review in iTunes for it! And please tell your friends about it.

I’ll be posting an audio podcast – you can find them in the “Audio Podcasts” section on my website and also on Facebook – about the magazine later tonight. Maybe I’ll post it here for the last twenty-four hours or so.

You may have noticed I like David Bowie, thought this was a perfectly appropriate signing-off song.

We’ll be back online soon. Until then, Happy Sunday …

You promised me the ending would be clear
You’d let me know when the time was now
Don’t let me know when you’re opening the door
Stab me in the dark, let me disappear

Memories that flutter like bats out of hell
Stab you from the city spires
Life wasn’t worth the balance
Or the crumpled paper it was written on

Don’t let me know we’re invisible
Don’t let me know we’re invisible

Hot cash days that you trailed around
Cold cold nights under chrome and glass
Led me down river of perfumed limbs
Sent me to the streets with the good time girls

Don’t let me know we’re invisible
Don’t let me know we’re invisible
We could dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire
Dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire

Feed me no lies
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Breathe through the years
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Bring me the disco king
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Dead or alive, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king

Spin-offs with those who slept like corpses
Damp morning rays in the stiff bad clubs
Killing time in the ’70s
Smelling of love through the moist winds
Don’t let me know when you’re opening the door
Close me in the dark, let me disappear
Soon there’ll be nothing left of me
Nothing left to release

Dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire
Dance, dance, dance thru’ the fire
Feed me no lies
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Breathe through the years
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Bring me the disco king
I don’t know about you, I don’t know about you
Dead or alive, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king

Bring Me The Disco King (remix) ~ by David Bowie