So, tomorrow will be exactly 3 years since Muse have visited Poland on The 2nd Law Tour. As you maybe know, they won’t come to Poland on Drones Tour, so we want to make some noise about it and pray someone from Muse or any organisation which organise concerts here will note our desire.
So that’s what I’m asking for: tomorrow (23rd November) go on twitter, instagram and facebook and spam using #POLANDNEEDSDRONESWORLDTOUR. (u can add the selfie which guys did with us on Orange Warsaw Festival)
These are the accounts to mark: TWITTER: @muse @MattBellamy @Dominic_Howard @CTWolstenholme @CaptMorganized @domanderson666 @Nowherethomas INSTAGRAM: @muse @domhoward77 @ctwolstenholme78 @nowherethomas @domanderson666
Arizona Muse playing harp in “Freja & Arizona” for Vogue Germany, June 2011. Photographer: Karl Lagerfeld.
“Spitzentop von Nina Ricci. Knieumspielender schwarzer pencil-skirt, um 600 €, von Versace. Armreif: Tiffany & Co.” [”Spitzentop by Nina Ricci. Knieumspielender black pencil-skirt, around 600 €, from Versace. Bracelet: Tiffany & Co.”]
Director/muse relationships: Margarethe von Trotta & Barbara Sukowa
Films together: Marianne and Juliane (1981),Rosa Luxembourg (1986), L'africana (1990), The Other Woman (2004), Vision (2010), Hannah Arendt (2012), The Misplaced World (2015)
I trust her so much and she trusts me; six films we’ve done together. That was like taking each other by hand and going through a tunnel together: you are very fearful from the beginning, we didn’t know if the film would come out and be successful or right, so it was like an adventure, intellectual but also in friendship to get through this invisible space to visibility.
His noises didn’t wake her, warm and comfortable as she was. Her dreams were warm, calm. And in the morning, she woke fully rested and recovered. Hopefully today would be a better balance of quiet and interest. Maybe she could get him to tell her the story from last night again as she spun thread. That would be nice. He’d go out and get his food and she’d eat hers, then she’d ask.
Ivan woke from his disheartening dreams but did not part from his despairing emotions. Seeing Louise has left his arms, he stood up, carrying the quilt in his mouth and carrying it to the bed. He messily laid it there, turning to his caretaker with a smile. “I hope you had a good rest, kind Louise. You seem as if you did and for that I am grateful.” Ivan considered running out into the cold to hide from his past but decided to remain a bit longer. “Louise, if you don’t mind, could I possibly stay for a while? I don’t feel too hungry today. That might come from the hibernating part of me.” This warm bliss would always be better than the cold tundra.