Thursday, January 30, 2014
January 30, 2014
January 30, 2014
There is at the very least a 40 years difference between us in our age. Yet Justin Bieber and I are tight pals. We met because I heard through various circles that he was looking for a lyricist, and I’ve been working on songs for the last 30 years or so. People think it’s an odd partnership, but history proves this wrong, specifically when you think of the French pop songwriter Jacques Dutronc and his much older lyricist Jacques Lanzmann. It’s a good combination to have youth, but with the words coming from an older guy.
Time-to-time, Justin and I hang out, just for inspiration, and also to share our common love for the good life. What the both of us share, besides making art, is having a good time. Whenever I go to his pad in “The Oaks” which is a gated community in Calabasas, we like to chill by the swimming pool, and then invite some of his friends over the house to party a bit. The evening starts by watching films. Justin is a bit of a film buff and he has a great admiration for films made by Robert Bresson.
“Pickpocket” seems to be his favorite Bresson film, and we often had gone to shopping centers such as the Beverly Center, , approximately around dusk, and we love to attract a crowd around him, where we, to our best ability, try to pickpocket the fans that surround him. Justin actually has excellent hand coordination and while he talks to a fan, and here, the important part of the technique, starring directly in her eyes, while at the same time his fingers go over her purse and lifts stuff out of the bag. I would usually be directly behind him, and just pick up the goods by making my coat pocket accessible to him for dropping off her goods.
Doing this was a complete turn-on for us, and I think got our juices going for songwriting sessions. For a while now, I have worked on a song with Justin called “Stealing Your Love Away.” Due to our various backgrounds, it is a tough song to write. I’ve been in and out of love so many times in my life, and Justin only had one real love that didn’t turn out terrific. I believe her name was Selena, and man was she a looker and a half!
Justin used to show me some footage off his I-Phone, but just a quick glance. Man what a tease! Usually she was posing either naked or half-naked, and I have to admit it was a turn-on of sorts. That in the nutshell is the beauty of our relationship. We can share intimate items that are only between us. Justin is really a gorgeous guy.
We often are out driving, without a purpose or plan. For instance, all of a sudden he wants to get in a car and go. Go where? Who gives a shit, just go man! We usually drive to a remote area, mostly in the countryside, which is the beauty of living in Southern California. One never is a long way from the ocean or the forest. I get in the passenger side (I don’t drive) and with Justin behind the wheel it is a dance in motion. There is something so beautiful with Justin’s face when it is matched with his yellow Lamborghini. I often was of the view that I was watching myself and him in a movie. I’m screaming for dear life, and he is laughing like an insane person. He held his foot on the gas petal, going faster. Eventually he turns off the headlights and all in front of us is pure darkness. We speed towards the scenic space of nothing.