Matadors

Is this the calm before the storm? Or is it time for Louis and Harry to take their place in the ring?

Harry wore this interesting shirt with a matador fighting a bull yesterday. A bullfight takes place in a bullring obviously. It’s not a very Harry-esque shirt with the violent connotations.

I’ve been noticing the colours and thought they may be traffic lights but this matador and the bull hit me with the colour RED of the matador’s red cape he uses to lure the bull.

RED.

This included the infamous song which Taylor used Harry to sell even though she wrote it before. Referencing him for her Grammy and at the VMAs and in the video of I Knew You Were Trouble.

OK back to the tshirt - this is Paul McCartney’s 1989 World Tour tshirt.

1989.

And we know Taylor’s songs that reference Harry - quite blatantly - over the fake short term bearding relationship. Style and Out of the Woods are obvious - and do re-listen to Harry’s album for the sarcastic “She’s a good girl” reference.

So, is this the calm before the storm and the bears coming Out of the Woods?

Back to the Bullfight motif on Harry’s shirt. This immediately reminded me of when Louis wore the Guns n Roses Get In The Ring tshirt 18th August 2016. 

“Get In The Ring”

Why do you look at me when you hate me
Why should I look at you when you make me hate you to
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don’t even understand why the fuck you even care
And I don’t need your jealousy yeah
Why drag me down in your misery
And when you stare don’t you think I feel it
But I’m gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I’m havin’ fun ya know I can’t conceal it
‘Cause I know you’d never cut it in my game- Oh no
And when you’re talkin’ about a vasectomy- Yeah
I’ll be writin’ down your obituary-
HISTORY

You got your bitches with
the silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair,
Collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my intentions
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I’d like to crush your head tight in my vice- PAIN!!

And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printin’ lies instead of the things we said
That means you
Andy Secher at Hit Parader
Circus Magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin,
What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you
Suck my fuckin’ dick

You be rippin’ off the fuckin’ kids
While they be payin’ their hard earned money to read about the bands
They want to know about
Printin’ lies startin’ controversy
You wanta antagonize me
Antagonize me motherfucker
Get in the ring motherfucker
And I’ll kick your bitchy little ass
PUNK

I don’t like you, I just hate you
I gonna kick your ass,
Oh yeah! Ohyeah!

You may not like our integrity yeah
We built a world out of anarchy
Oh yeah!

AND IN THIS CORNER WEIGHING IN AT 850 POUNDS- GUNS N’ ROSES

Get in the ring
Yeah

Yeah this song is dedicated to
All the Guns n'fuckin’ Roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the Fucking shit
And to all those opposed…
Hmm…well

And the next day, he was papped at NYC at Kennedy Airport with the Rainbow tag.

Then Harry wore a fascinating Prada shirt depicting the battle of the new icons against the old gods on the 25th August

And two days later, RBB appeared at the Little Mix Concert.

So, with lots of other shady happenings, let’s see if this is Harry’s heads up to the storm that is coming. It is the 28th tomorrow.

Is it finally time to end Babygate and/or the bears coming out of the woods?

CanAme/Brotp + Brother Lyrics

Canada: Ramblers in the wilderness we can’t find what we need
We get a little restless from the searching
Get a little worn down in between
Like a bull chasing the matador is the man left to his own schemes
Everybody needs someone beside em’ shining like a lighthouse from the sea

America: Brother, let me be your shelter
Never leave you all alone
I can be the one you call
When you’re low
Brother, let me be your fortress
When the night winds are driving on
Be the one to light the way
Bring you home

Canada: Face down in the desert now there’s a cage locked around my heart
I found a way to drop the keys where my failures were
Now my hands can’t reach that far
I ain’t made for a rivalry I could never take the world alone
I know that in my weakness I am strong, but
It’s your love that brings me home

America: And when you call and need me near
Sayin’ where’d you go?
Brother, I’m right here
And on those days when the sky begins to fall
You’re the blood of my blood
We can get through it all

Canada: Brother, let me be your shelter
Never leave you all alone
I can be the one you call
When you’re feelin’ low

America:Brother, let me be your fortress
When the night winds are driving on
Be the one to light the way

Canada/America: Bring you home
Be the one to light the way
Bring you home

Something Soon // Car Seat Headrest

Biting my clothes to keep from screaming
taking pills to keep from dreaming
I want to break something important
I want to kick my dad in the shins

I was referring to the present in past tense
it was the only way that I could survive it
I want to close my head in the car door
I want to sing this song like I’m dying