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Club Le Narcisse - Malcolm McLaren



     
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A secret history of a time to come
The free explosion, everyone must search
For what he loves and for what attracts him
So I took Eric, Mr.Satie to an Algerian Rai ClubLosing James Bond in Pigalle
Was the best night I ever hadLa la la la, C'est nul
La la la la, on m'l'a fait plus
Non, non, non moi j'aime personneStripping on the catwalks on those tiny dimply lit clubs
Girls who turn from time to time into animals
And then back into animal girls
Drinking at the well of their true desires
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Malcolm McLaren (22 January 1946, London, UK – 8 April 2010, Switzerland) had a varied career starting from Art School dropout to Kings Road merchant, moving into band manager, socio-political instigator, quasi-musician himself, wry social commentator & influential media manipulator. In the late 1960s he started designing clothes and by 1972 he opened a clothing boutique in London with his then girlfriend, Vivienne Westwood.

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