mexican voodoo

leftover beads, rewarmed and made in to something spicy -



i call 'em
mexican voodoo charms



(someone's been watching too much lucha va voom)



made from leftover beads, slices of coral, freshwater pearls and tiny carved bone skulls all made into little totems on sterling silver headpins.

it all makes me think of that song by...

wall of voodoo
"mexican radio"

i feel a hot wind on my shoulder
and the touch of a world that is older
i turn the switch and check the number
i leave it on when in bed i slumber
i hear the rhythms of the music
i buy the product and never use it
i hear the talking of the dj
can't understand, just what does he say?

i'm on a mexican radio
i'm on a mexican, whoa- ooh, radio

i dial it in and tune the station
they talk about the u.s. inflation
i understand just a little
no comprende - it's a riddle

i'm on a mexican radio
i'm on a mexican, whoa- ooh, radio

i wish i was in tiajuana
eating barbequed iguana
i take requests on the telephone
i'm on a wavelength far from home
i feel a hot wind on my shoulder
i dial it in from the south of the border
i hear the talking of the dj
can't understand, just what does he say?

i'm on a mexican radio
what does he say?
radio, radio, radio...

(if you need to hear it - click here)