Apparently, forbidden love is not a bygone. It seems like nowadays some of the Earth’s citizens have a letter of confirmation to practice their love, while some of them don’t. No official explanation for the case. The ruling Earth’s coalition is making up those laws and customs, according to which human-vampire relationships are banned.
As far as I know, tastes are not to be discussed. Human-vampire couples are, however, discussed and disgusted being observed as totally unacceptable ones. Even though I could find lots of those couples while walking down Belgrade streets on Halloween night… but then again, this is only the case on Octobers 31.
The entire case is much more complicated when compared to previous forbidden lovers struggle for their rights. If the fight occurred in this particular case, it would be a way too bloody one, lost by vampires in the very beginning of the match. Twilight saga has already commenced a peaceful fight and it’s going pretty good — girls are crazy about Robert Pattinson’s diamond skin.
TV on the Radio continues with it in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree where are hundred hearts or three / pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep them young. Those Brooklyn guys seem really touched by the case where parents vehemently opposed to their daughter’s dating a vampire. As women are usually more liberal, her mom was the only supporter of the love — They don’t know that we could be / Down where your cradle escaped the sea / And your raven haired Mama caught told you so.
The overall situation reminds me on pre-Rosa-Parks era when AfricanAmerican-white couples were unwelcome in the south of the US.
As for now, the mixed (human-vampire) couples can only dream of another’s Milky Way Clair de Lune. Claude Debussy recalls rococo decorousness with a modern cynicism and puzzlement of the late 19th century when he composed the suite. This shows us when the issue dates back. It’s echoing moonlight onto the blue nightmare of your heart.
Vampire Weekend is in charge for spreading the positive vampire vibe thru their indie-poppy songs. The killer band from a killer city (NYC) will explain to the feckers.
Hopefully we’ll thus have a summer of love this winter. There will be a house not in New Orleans but in NYC, they’ll call the Rising Sun.
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