Sunday, August 30, 2015

Die Befindlichkeit des Landes







Across the scarfaced terrain
slowly disappearing
only phantom pain remains
Scarcely audible foul laughter seeps out
from the red Info Box
making some turn quietly in their graves







Nothing but future ruins
material for the next layer








Mela, Mela, Mela, Mela, Melancholia
Melancholia, mon cher,
Mela, Mela, Mela, Mela, Melancholia
floats over the new city
and over the land







Over the control centres
over the stubble fields of concrete
over the secret net of bunkers
refusing to be wiped out
Marlene go home!
also over the Marlene-Dietrich-Platz







The new temples are already cracked
future ruins
one day grass will also grow over the city
over its final layer







Mela, Mela, Mela, Mela, Melancholia
Melancholia, mon cher,
Mela, Mela, Mela, Mela, Melancholia
floats over the new city
and over the land








In the lascerated sky
flown to bits by the jets rehearsing
she hangs with widespread wings
sleepless and with frozen gaze
pointed at rubble
behind her the future piling up
slowly she flies higher and higher
at last surveys the entire land







What is the lay of the land?
What is the lay of the land?
What is the lay of the land?
What is the lay of the land?
Einsturzende Neubauten

Monday, August 24, 2015

Aχ!



 

 Aχ!

Θεατρική παραγωγή της ομάδας bijoux de kant και του σκηνοθέτη Γιάννη Σκουρλέτη βάσει του έργου της Γλυκερίας Μπασδέκη «Αχ!». 









Πρόκειται για μια ιδιοσυγκρασιακή «ανάγνωση» της «Κερένιας Κούκλας», του αθηναϊκού μυθιστορήματος που έγραψε στα 1911 ο Κωνσταντίνος Χρηστομάνος με θέμα ένα τραγικό ερωτικό τρίγωνο.







 
 Σκηνοθ.:Γ. Σκουρλέτης
Ερμηνεύουν: Λ. Δροσάκη, Δ. Μοθωναίος, Κ. Μισιχρόνη, Μ. Συνατσάκη.





Photos: Theatrical play called «Αχ!» by Bijoux de kant (2015)






Sunday, August 23, 2015

Got 2 Let U






I got 2, got 2 let u down
But in an hour, I will change my mind




It is like magic to me
Making mistakes and be forgiven easily






I know she lets me down
But just for a short while





Then she changes her mind
She does it all the time






Making mistakes
And then I'll ease her mind




She does it all the time
But she's so pretty
And I don't mind

The Knife

Friday, August 21, 2015

Εκ βαθέων








Nikos Xidakis (Νίκος Ξυδάκης) is a Greek composer-musician. He was born 17-03-1952 in Cairo, Egypt and lived there until 1963, when he came to Athens. He has recorded more than 15 LP’s, 3 soundtracks and composed the music for 13 theatrical shows.


 
 
  
 
 
 
 
He has collaborated with great singers and musicians-lyricists. These photos are with Eleftheria Arvanitaki (Ελευθερία Αρβανιτάκη) from his latest production call "Εκ βαθέων". [ more







Sunday, August 16, 2015

Keep Talking








There's a silence surrounding me
I can't seem to think straight
I'll sit in the corner
Where no one can bother me









I think I should speak now (why won't you talk to me)
But I can't seem to speak now (you never talk to me)
My words won't come out right (what are you thinking)






 

I feel like I'm drowning (What are you feeling)
I'm feeling weak now (why won't you talk to me)
But I can't show my weakness (you never talk to me






I sometimes wonder (what are you thinking)
Where do we go from here (what are you feeling)








It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking







Why won't you talk to me (I feel like I'm drowning)
You never talk to me (you know I can't breathe now)
What are you thinking (we're going nowhere)
What are you feeling (we're going nowhere)






Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
Where do we go from here







It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

Pink Floyd

Sunday, August 9, 2015

High Hopes





Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun






Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut





There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay






The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The night of wonder





Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide





At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world






Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times







The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river






Forever and ever

Pink Floyd

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Dance On Vaseline





I'm taking back the knowledge
I'm taking back the gentleness
 I'm taking back the ritual
I'm giving in to sweetness





 Come preacherman,
shoot me with your poisoned arrow
But I dance on Vaseline
And I'm tripping out working on a revolution






You don't let the music in
 I'm taking back the children
I'm taking back the ceremony
I'm taking back my offerings
And I'm taking back what you mean to me
 You're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrow But I dance on Vaseline







And I'm slipping out
I'm working on a revolution
Don't let the music in
 And war is all around us
Your Gods are dead and buried underground





I was a silly putty
Your big ideas are useless to me now
 My baby saw the future
She doesn't wanna live it anymore
Its lousy science-fiction
It's on your skin and seeps into your bones





 Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrow
I dance on Vaseline 
And I'm tripping out working on a revolution 
Don't let day begin 
And you're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrow 
But I dance on Vaseline 
And I'm slipping out working on a revolution 



 
Don't let the music in It started in Oklahoma 
You always think it happens somewhere else 
This madness is attractive 
Until the day it happens to yourself 
And power might seem sexy 
But check her in the cool grey light of dawn 




 
A legislative body 
And all at once your lust for her is gone 
And I'm tripping out working on a revolution 
Don't let the day begin 





We'll turn you down time to time for evolution 
Don't let the music in 
And I'm tripping out working on a revolution 
Don't let the day begin 
We'll turn you down, make a time for evolution 
Don't let the day begin

David Byrne & Morcheeba