Anyone who visited my house in the mid-to-late nineties should remember the poster of the shockingly gorgeous redheaded woman that adorned my bedroom wall.
That woman was Inger Lorre and she was the lead singer of the bands Nymphs. I first discovered Nymphs when I saw the video to “Imitating Angels” in a club in a dodgy South African town called Randburg (ask anyone and they will tell you that Randburg is indeed dodgy and so was any club ever located there).
This song just appealed to every part of my being back in the latter half of 1993. I was tired of the South African gothic scene and was tired of the constant pressure to look the part, act the part, hang ut with the right people and listen to the right music. The lyrics of this song as it related to the deathly games that some crowds play really struck a nerve with me and I still remember my mindset as I escaped and boarded a plane for London at the end of 1993. I took some much needed time out and experimented with different crowds and music genres and returned in February 1994 feeling far more liberated than when I’d left. You can blame my love of rather dodgy dance music on that short trip to London!
Lyrics
Nymphs - “Imitating Angels”
The Nymphs (1991)
Those venomous fumes like ghosts imitating angels
Came and brushed death thru her hair with loving strokes
Telling her pretty lies and flowery stories of a
Place where nothing hurts and no one knows
Oh...
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
Sail a sad ship across the sea out to the edge of this world
And I ain't coming back cuz I didn't leave nothin' behind
All the old crowd still hangs out imitating angels
But I ain't found a halo here no matter how I tried
And I tried
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
Angels are waiting, and praying for me
I know those angels are waiting for me
Angels, those angels are waiting for me
I know those angels are waiting for me
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
We're imitating angels
And we got a long long way to go
And we got a long long way to go
Yeah
And we got a long long way to go
