Langhaarnetzwerk

Sirrpa hat geschrieben:

Nadeshda hat geschrieben:Ach herrje, das ist ja diese fürchterliche Will Smith Tochter...

ja...aber die armen kinder können ja nix für ihre eltern...

nee, aber die Eltern für ihre Kinder (bis eben wusste ich nicht mal was von deren Existenz - und das wäre wohl auch besser so geblieben)

Ich hab doch über die Eltern gar nichts geschrieben... Ich habe jetzt schon mehrere TV-Auftritte, rote Teppich-Interviews und ähnliches mit den beiden Smith Kinder gesehen und die sind echt unglaublich unsympathisch. Und um mal aufs Thema zurückzukommen: Das Styling von Willow Smith ist immer sehr speziell...

The Jet "Are you gonna be my girl"

Big black boots,
long brown hair,
she's so sweet
with her get back stare.


Falls es schon genannt wurde, sorry.

Nick Cave - Black Hair

Last night my kisses were banked in black hair
And in my bed, my lover, her hair was midnight black
And all her mystery dwelled within her black hair
And her black hair framed a happy heart-shaped face

And heavy-hooded eyes inside her black hair
Shined at me frome the depths of her hair of deepest black
While my fingers pushed into her straight black hair
Pulling her black hair back from her happy heart-shaped face

To kiss her milk-white throat, a dark curtain of black hair
Smothered me, my lover with her beautiful black hair
The smell of it is heavy. It is charged with life
On my fingers the smell of her deep black hair

Full of all my whispered words, her black hair
And wet with tears and good-byes, her hair of deepest black
All my tears cried against her milk-white throat
Hidden behind the curtain of her beautiful black hair

As deep as ink and black, black as the deepest sea
The smell of her black hair upon my pillow
Where her head and all its black hair did rest
Today she took a train to the West
Today she took a train to the West
Today she took a train to the West

(Der gute Mann scheint da wohl eine Art Fetisch zu haben ...)

Aus einem der schönsten Lieder, was je geschrieben wurde:

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah


(Halleluja- Leonard Cohen) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=el9NBgv0 ... re=related

Nico - Das Lied vom einsamen Mädchen

Sie herzte sanft ihr Spielzeug
Bevor sie es zerbrach
Und hatte eine Sehnsucht
Und wusste nicht wonach

Weil sie einsam war
Und so blond ihr Haar
Und ihr Mund so rot wie Wein
Und wer von diesem Wein trank
Konnt' nie mehr glücklich sein

Doch einer sprach im Frühling:
"Auch Du fühlst Lust und Schmerz"
Und brach ihr tausend Rosen
Doch sie brach nur sein Herz

Weil sie einsam war
Und so blond ihr Haar
Und ihr Mund so rot wie Wein
Ja, keine konnt' so küssen
Und doch so einsam sein

Was blieb von ihrem Leben
Ein Lied, das niemand sang
Sankt Peter ließ sie warten
Zwei Ewigkeiten lang

Weil sie einsam war
Und so blond ihr Haar
Und ihr Herz so tot wie Stein
Dann rief er: Armes Kind, komm,
Sollst nie mehr einsam sein

(Text: Richard Heymann / Robert Gilbert)

Ich fühl dein Blut wies heiß und laut
durch deinen Adern rinnt
Wir küssen uns die Lippen wund
verloren wie wir sind
Dein schwarzes Haar es legt sich mir
wie Efeu um den Hals
Ich trinke wie im Fieber
von deiner Haut das Salz

-Subway to Sally - Maria

Find ich soo schön !

Aus dem Musical Sweeney Todd:
Pirelli's miracle elixir
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_qsR37_jiA

Ein ganzes Lied übers Haare wachsen lassen
Wenn das Zeug nur funktionieren würde...

Budgie - Rape of the Locks (1971)


You say my hair is much too long
And you are right and I am wrong
I got a way of walking, I got a way of talking
You got a way of living
Don't try to make me live with you, oh you

You've got it in for me in blood
To get my hair cut here tonight
How can you love somebody
When they don't love nobody
It doesn't really matter,
It's coming in to trap me yeah
Oh yeah

I grow my mind inside my head
I grow my hair to keep it fed
I got a way of talking
I got a way of talking
Somebody try to save me,
Gotta believe me baby please
Oh please

I'm gonna live a lot of life
With golden locks around my eyes
How can you love somebody
When they don't love nobody
It doesn't really matter,
It's coming in to trap me yeah
Oh yeah

Said lover
You wanna cut my hair
You wanna cut my hair
You wanna cut my hair


und das sind die Herren:

Lady Gaga hat auf ihrem neuen Album "Born This Way" den Haaren einen eigenen Song gewidmet, "Hair".

Hier der Songtext:

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah

Whenever I'm dressed cool,
My parents put up a fight.
(Uh huh, uh huh)
And if I'm hot shot,
Mom will cut my hair at night.
(Uh huh, uh huh)
And in the morning,
I'm short of my identity.
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I scream Mom and Dad,
Why can't I be who I want to be?
(Uh huh, uh huh) to be.

I just wanna be myself,
And I want you to love me for who I am.
I just wanna be myself,
And I want you to know, I am my hair.

I've had enough, this is my prayer,
That I'll die living just as free as my hair.
I've had enough, this is my prayer,
That I'll die living just as free as my hair.
I've had enough, I'm not a freak,
I just keep fightin' to stay cool on these streets
I've had enough, enough, enough,
And this is my prayer, I swear,
I'm as free as my hair.
I'm as free as my hair.
I am my hair.
I am my hair.

As free as my hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair,
Hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair.
As free as my hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair
Hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair.

Sometimes I want some raccoon
Or red highlights.
(Uh huh, uh huh)
Just because I want my friends,
To think I'm dynamite.
(Uh huh, uh huh)
And on Friday rock city,
High school dance.
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I've got my bangs too hide,
That I don't stand a chance.
(Uh huh, uh huh) a chance.

I just wanna be myself,
And I want you to love me for who I am.
I just wanna be myself,
And I want you to know, I am my hair.

I've had enough, this is my prayer,

That I'll die living just as free as my hair.
I've had enough, this is my prayer,
That I'll die living just as free as my hair.
I've had enough, I'm not a freak,
I'm just here trying to play cool on the streets
I've had enough, enough, enough,
And this is my prayer, I swear,
I'm as free as my hair.
I'm as free as my hair.
I am my hair.
I am my hair.

As free as my hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair,
Hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair.
As free as my hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair
Hair, hair, hair,
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair.
Ha-ha-ha-hair.

I just want to be free, I just want to be me
And I want lots of friends that invite me to their parties.
I don't want to change, and I don't want to be ashamed.
I'm the spirit of my Hair, it's all the glory that I bare.

I'm my hair, I am my hair
I'm my hair, I am my hair
I am my hair, I am my hair
I am my hair, I am my hair
(It's all the glory that I bare)

I am my hair, I am my hair
It's all the glory that I bare
I am my hair, I am my hair
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah
(All the glory that I bare)
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah
(All the glory that I bare)
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah
(All the glory that I bare)
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah, yeah

I've had enough, this is my prayer,
That I'll die living just as free as my hair.
I've had enough, this is my prayer,
That I'll die living just as free as my hair.
I've had enough, I'm not a freak,
I'm just here trying to play cool on the streets
I've had enough, enough, enough,
And this is my prayer, I swear,
I'm as free as my hair.
I'm as free as my hair.
I am my hair.
I am my hair.

Ooh, my hair, my hair.

Quelle

Eines meiner Lieblingslieder: "Samson" von der wundervollen Regina Spektor.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LuBqC2Po-6E


You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And the history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light, they're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
and kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
and he kissed me 'til the mornin' light

Samson went back to bed
not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first

Ich weiß nicht, ob es hier schon steht, aber Subway to Sally singe in dem Lied "Sieben": "Siebn mal flecht ich dein Haar um den alten Apfelbaum"
Oh, das müssen ja wirklich laaange Haare ein!

Da fallen mir doch wieder Die Ärzte ein:

...Und dann noch deine Haare,
da fehlen mir die Worte
Musst du die denn färben?
Was solln die Nachbarn sagen?)
Wie kommst du nach Hause,
wir wissen nicht mehr weiter...

India.Arie feat. Akon - I Am Not My Hair:

"I Am Not My Hair"
(feat. Akon)

[Talking:]
Is that India.Arie? What happened to her hair? Ha ha ha ha ha
Dat dad a dat da [4x] Dad a ooh

[Verse 1]
Little girl with the press and curl
Age eight I got a Jheri curl
Thirteen and I got a relaxer
I was a source of so much laughter
At fifteen when it all broke off
Eighteen and went all natural
February two thousand and two
I went on and did
What I had to do
Because it was time to change my life
To become the women that I am inside
Ninety-seven dreadlocks all gone
I looked in the mirror
For the first time and saw that HEY....

[Chorus]
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am not your expectations no no
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within

[Talking:]
What'd she do to her hair? I don't know it look crazy
I like it. I might do that.
Umm I wouldn't go that far. I know .. ha ha ha ha

[Verse 2]
Good hair means curls and waves
Bad hair means you look like a slave
At the turn of the century
Its time for us to redefine who we be
You can shave it off
Like a South African beauty
Or get in on lock
Like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight
Like Oprah Winfrey
If its not what's on your head
Its what's underneath and say HEY....

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better person?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Oh
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair determine my integrity?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I am expressing my creativity..
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

[Verse 3]
Breast Cancer and Chemotherapy
Took away her crown and glory
She promised God if she was to survive
She would enjoy everyday of her life ooh
On national television
Her diamond eyes are sparkling
Bald headed like a full moon shining
Singing out to the whole wide world like HEY...

[Chorus 2x]

[Ad lib]
If I wanna shave it close
Or if I wanna rock locks
That don't take a bit away
From the soul that I got
Dat da da dat da [4x]
If I wanna where it braided
All down my back
I don't see what wrong with that
Dat da da dat da [4x]

[Talking:]
Is that India.Arie?
Ooh look she cut her hair!
I like that, its kinda PHAT
I don't know if I could do it.
But it looks sharp, it looks nice on her
She got a nice shaped head
She got an apple head
I know right?
It's perfect.

Saint Vitus - Born too late:

Every time I'm on the street
People laugh and point at me
They talk about my length of hair
And the out of date clothes I wear