Monday, June 30, 2014

Circulation






Perfect lights are backwards
Refracted cries
The needle hits black lacquer
Speakers forgive lies
I'm not running away
Circulation makes her crazy
She's not here to stay
She just came by to shoot you baby





The perfect lights are backwards
Refracted cries
Needle hits white lacquer
Speakers forgive lies
I'm not running away
Circulation makes her crazy
She's not here to stay
I just came by to shoot you baby

Thurston Moore

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Black Summer






Go on let your ears define (it).
Tell me can you walk me there?
Enough, I am not.
Enough, I am not real.








Go on let your ears define (it).
Tell me if you want me still?
Enough, I am not.
Enough, I'm a lot less.









Back doors are swinging,
All black is it to defend?
I'm going to walk back injured.
I'm going to walk back injured.
I'm going to walk back into it.








All that you said is heartfelt.
Nobody's protest, it's nobody's protest,
It's nobody's protest.
All that you said is haunted.
Nobody's protest, it is nobody's protest,
It is nobody's protest it is.









Heartbroken,
I breath it.






What are the reasons in
Cutting a million tracks,
Folded but I'm rolling.
What are the reasons,
Don't wanna to walk back, that's the spirit,
Love you fellow.





Dull black summer,
Can you read the sign?
To an awful setting,
Telling public lies.
Different colors,
Different light that hope you trigger's
Talking to my eyes.

Efterklang

Friday, June 27, 2014

Purple Shadows




Them purple shadows, fall across 
And this often, everything I touch
And they give me, a place to have











And the moon light, all around
Shoulder go off, in these troubled times
And ...they off for burning this
A love








Talk about burning this
Yeah the burning this
Yeah the burning this
We were cool down
They off for burning this,
A love








I hear your echo, on the run
Them damn tears, they start to come
They will dry me up
And I'll simply blow away
Oh, while I'm blowing, in the wind
Sure to go to feel again, your soft skin
And remember, they off for burning this
A love






Talk about burning this
Yeah the burning this
Yeah the burning this
We were cool down
They off for burning this,
A love






And the moon light, all around
Shoulder go off, in these troubled times
And ...they off for burning this
A love






Talk about burning this
Yeah the burning this
Yeah the burning this
We were cool down
They off for burning this,
A love.

Seasick Steve

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Iliad







Iliad
Homer









How do our contemporaries perceive war, and what stance would they take in a civil war? What does our age mean by ‘heroism’, and who does it consider a hero? 






How do we defend power, and how do we cope with loss? How do we handle anger, love, the return home? 






Homer’s Iliad tackled on stage in its entirely for the first time in the modern theatre. Fifteen actors –contemporary rhapsodists guided by Stathis Livathinos– tell this stirring ancient epic, shedding copious light on the Greece of today in the process. 




Translation
D.Ν. Maronitis

Direction
Stathis Livathinos




With
Argyro Ananiadou
Vasilis Andreou
Lefteris Angelakis
Dionysis Boulas
Giorgos Christodoulou






Dimitris Imellos
Nikos Kardonis
Nefeli Kouri
Gerasimos Michelis
Giannis Panagopoulos
Maria Savvidou





Christos Sougaris
Aris Troupakis
Amalia Tsekoura
Giorgos Tsiantoulas
and Manousos Klapakis percussion





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Monday, June 23, 2014

Queen Of The Undergound







Queen of the underground, where you bound? 
What's the soundbite like? 
Queen of the underground, where have you been? 
I didn't get under your skin







King of the alternative scene, you fall in? 
Did your heyday ricochet 
Princess heir of the indie sphere, do you still care? 
I didn't get under your skin






Queen of the underground, where you bound?
What's the soundbite like 
Queen of the underground, Miss Babylon, Amazon, take me in 
I didn't get under your skin





Girl of the underworld, where did you go? 
I heard you went with the undertow 
Didn't get under your skin...

Flunk

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Little Person





I'm just a little person. 
One person in a sea.
Of many little people.
Who are not aware of me.





I do my little job.
And live my little life.
Eat my little meals.
Miss my little kid and wife.
And somewhere maybe someday.
Maybe somewhere far away.
I'll find a second little person.
Who will look at me and say.
I know you.







You're the one I've waited for.
Let's have some fun.
Life is precious.
Every minute.
And more precious with you in it.
So let's have some fun.






We'll take a road trip.
Way out West.
You're the one.
I like the best.
I'm glad I found you.
Like hanging round you.
You're the one.
I like the best.






Somewhere maybe someday.
Maybe somewhere far away.





Somewhere maybe someday.
Maybe somewhere far away.
I'll meet a second little person.
And we'll go out and play.

Jon Brion

Friday, June 20, 2014

Gatekeeper






Well it's time to begin as the summer sets in
It's the scene
You set for new lovers
You play your part painting in a new start
But each gate will open another







June July and August said
"It's probably hard to plan ahead"
June July and August said
"It's better to bask in each others"





Gatekeeper seasons wait for your nod
Gatekeeper you held your breath
Made the summer go on and on






Well they tried to stay in from the cold and wind
Making love and making their dinner
Only to find that the love that they grew in the summer
Froze





February April said
"Don't be fooled by the summer again"
February April said
"That half of the year, well we'll never be friends"







Gatekeeper seasons wait for your nod
Gatekeeper you held your breath
Made the winter go on and on





Gatekeeper, Gatekeeper, Gatekeeper
Seasons wait for your nod

Feist

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

A man you've never known









To come
Under
Heavy need
Of another
I wonder







I wonder
Whether the wiser need not bother
I'm a man you've never known
Please
Understand
It's my job to write songs
And allow me to do
Whatever
I want







I'm a man you've never known
And the days
That I'm down
And I'm shaving
Just for fun





I think to myself
If only yellow knew
How blue red was
I'm a man you've never known
So until we meet
Please, treat me as so

The Strange Boys

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Broken Chair







You breathe, you learn, you lose.
You take, you break, you choose.
And as, you learn, and cry.
You do, your best, and try.







And as, the days, go by.
It makes you, wonder why.
You try so hard, so hard.
To mend what's bound to fall apart







Ooh maybe it's time
To let it go
Ooh maybe it's time
For taking it slow








Ooh maybe it's time, time, time
For anything at all
Time, time, time, to let it all fall
Where it may






And as, the world, goes on.
You try, to walk, and sing along.
And hope, some things, will stay.
And every tune that you play.





Ooh maybe it's time
To let it go
Ooh maybe it's time
For taking it slow







Ooh maybe it's time, time, time
For anything at all
Time, time, time, to let it all fall
Where it may
Ooh...







And as, your life, goes on.
You deal with, what comes along.
Some friends, they come, and stay.
Some leave and, go their way.

Chris and Thomas