There is this harmony in Pete’s movements that has always haunted Carl. Any gesture, even the most violent, is always graceful, pleasant to watch. Like a ballet dancer who enchants the viewer. Even when he smashed guitars on stage and kicked amplifiers Carl admired the parables, the naturalness. Everything about him seems to be poetry.
it’s so true
NME Awards 2009
Pete Doherty. He’s just won an award. And Carl Barat’s here as well. He hasn’t won an award. You could have won an award. On another night, there’ll be other times—
That’s alright, we’ll share it.
Pete looks like the happiest person on Earth ♡
haven’t had this on my blog since forever, oh god how i love this
Carl: My sweet babe, come here..
- Are you happy?
Peter: oh god, your hand.. yeah hold me as you used to in the good old days and I’ll be yours again..
- I am..
.. but you’re no more mine and this is just a dream..
