Americano

“I met a girl in east L.A,
In floral shorts as sweet as May.
She sang in eights and two barrio chords.
We fell in love, but not in court.

Aaah, America, Americano.
Aaah, America, Americano.

Mis canciones son de la revolución,
Mi corazón me duele por mi generación.
If you love me, we can marry on the west coast
On a wednesday, en el verano en agosto.

I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your
Language, oh no.
I don’t speak your, I won’t speak your
Jesus Cristo.

Aaah, America, Americano.
Aaah, America, Americano.

I will fight for, I have fought for how I love you.
I have cried for, I will die for how I care.
In the mountains, las campanas están sonando.
Todos los chicos y los chicos están besando.

I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your
Language, oh no.
I don’t speak your, I won’t speak your
Jesus Cristo.
I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your
Language, oh no.
I don’t speak your, I won’t speak your
Jesus Cristo.

Aaah, America, Americano.
Aaah, America, Americano.
Aaah, America, Americano.
Aaah, America, Americano.

Don’t you try to catch me,
Don’t you try to catch me,
No, no, no, no.
I’m living on the edge of,
Living on the edge
Of the law, law, law, law.”

_{[ Americano – Lady Gaga ]}


It was quite some time I didn't do anything for my Artpop Generation project, a series of photos inspired by the music of Lady Gaga.
The idea for Americano is about one year old by now, but due to the very specific location I wanted to shoot it at, it had to wait until my mother and I did a little trip there. And I needed a pen tablet to complete it. If you listen to the song, you will probably understand why I chose a mixed-media kind of work with a “photo with scribbles” kind of look. Anyways, I will be publishing a post on my blog shortly.
Taken in Argentiera, Italy.

Photo, concept, editing, model, styling, grooming: GothicNarcissus Photography
Assistant: DamaInNero