Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Kemal
In "honour" of the two muggers who attacked me about a week ago, hitting me on the face and stealing my money and my phone.
Ακούστε την ιστορία του Κεμάλ
ενός νεαρού πρίγκηπα,της ανατολής
απόγονου του Σεβάχ του θαλασσινού,
που νόμισε ότι μπορεί να αλλάξει τον κόσμο.
αλλά πικρές οι βουλές του Αλλάχ
και σκοτεινές οι ψυχές των ανθρώπων.
Στης Ανατολής τα μέρη μια φορά και έναν καιρό
ήταν άδειο το κεμέρι, μουχλιασμένο το νερό
στη Μοσσούλη, στη Βασσόρα, στην παλιά τη χουρμαδιά
πικραμένα κλαίνε τώρα της ερήμου τα παιδιά.
Κι ένας νέος από σόι και γενιά βασιλική
αγροικάει το μοιρολόι και τραβάει κατά εκεί.
τον κοιτάν οι Βεδουίνοι με ματιά λυπητερή
κι όρκο στον Αλλάχ τους δίνει, πως θ' αλλάξουν οι καιροί.
Σαν ακούσαν οι αρχόντοι του παιδιού την αφοβιά
ξεκινάν με λύκου δόντι και με λιονταριού προβιά
απ' τον Τίγρη στον Ευφράτη, κι απ' τη γη στον ουρανό
κυνηγάν τον αποστάτη να τον πιάσουν ζωντανό.
Πέφτουν πάνω του τα στίφη, σαν ακράτητα σκυλιά
και τον πάνε στο χαλίφη να του βάλει την θηλειά
μαύρο μέλι μαύρο γάλα ήπιε εκείνο το πρωί
πριν αφήσει στην κρεμάλα τη στερνή του την πνοή.
Με δυο γέρικες καμήλες, μ' ένα κόκκινο φαρί
στου παράδεισου τις πύλες ο προφήτης καρτερεί.
πάνε τώρα χέρι χέρι κι είναι γύρω συννεφιά
μα της Δαμασκού τ' αστέρι τους κρατούσε συντροφιά.
Σ' ένα μήνα σ' ένα χρόνο βλέπουν μπρός τους τον Αλλάχ
που από τον ψηλό του θρόνο λέει στον άμυαλο Σεβάχ:
«νικημένο μου ξεφτέρι δεν αλλάζουν οι καιροί,
με φωτιά και με μαχαίρι πάντα ο κόσμος προχωρεί»
Καληνύχτα Κεμάλ, αυτός ο κόσμος δε θα αλλάξει ποτέ
Καληνύχτα...
Performed by: Aliki Kagialoglou
Music by: Manos Hadjidakis
Lyrics by: Nikos Gkatsos
Album: "Antikatoptrismoi" 1993
Ακούστε την ιστορία του Κεμάλ
ενός νεαρού πρίγκηπα,της ανατολής
απόγονου του Σεβάχ του θαλασσινού,
που νόμισε ότι μπορεί να αλλάξει τον κόσμο.
αλλά πικρές οι βουλές του Αλλάχ
και σκοτεινές οι ψυχές των ανθρώπων.
Στης Ανατολής τα μέρη μια φορά και έναν καιρό
ήταν άδειο το κεμέρι, μουχλιασμένο το νερό
στη Μοσσούλη, στη Βασσόρα, στην παλιά τη χουρμαδιά
πικραμένα κλαίνε τώρα της ερήμου τα παιδιά.
Κι ένας νέος από σόι και γενιά βασιλική
αγροικάει το μοιρολόι και τραβάει κατά εκεί.
τον κοιτάν οι Βεδουίνοι με ματιά λυπητερή
κι όρκο στον Αλλάχ τους δίνει, πως θ' αλλάξουν οι καιροί.
Σαν ακούσαν οι αρχόντοι του παιδιού την αφοβιά
ξεκινάν με λύκου δόντι και με λιονταριού προβιά
απ' τον Τίγρη στον Ευφράτη, κι απ' τη γη στον ουρανό
κυνηγάν τον αποστάτη να τον πιάσουν ζωντανό.
Πέφτουν πάνω του τα στίφη, σαν ακράτητα σκυλιά
και τον πάνε στο χαλίφη να του βάλει την θηλειά
μαύρο μέλι μαύρο γάλα ήπιε εκείνο το πρωί
πριν αφήσει στην κρεμάλα τη στερνή του την πνοή.
Με δυο γέρικες καμήλες, μ' ένα κόκκινο φαρί
στου παράδεισου τις πύλες ο προφήτης καρτερεί.
πάνε τώρα χέρι χέρι κι είναι γύρω συννεφιά
μα της Δαμασκού τ' αστέρι τους κρατούσε συντροφιά.
Σ' ένα μήνα σ' ένα χρόνο βλέπουν μπρός τους τον Αλλάχ
που από τον ψηλό του θρόνο λέει στον άμυαλο Σεβάχ:
«νικημένο μου ξεφτέρι δεν αλλάζουν οι καιροί,
με φωτιά και με μαχαίρι πάντα ο κόσμος προχωρεί»
Καληνύχτα Κεμάλ, αυτός ο κόσμος δε θα αλλάξει ποτέ
Καληνύχτα...
Performed by: Aliki Kagialoglou
Music by: Manos Hadjidakis
Lyrics by: Nikos Gkatsos
Album: "Antikatoptrismoi" 1993
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Monday, September 07, 2009
Farewell Spectacles
And The Truth Shall Set You Free
You can fool all the people some of the time.
You can fool some people all of the time.
But you can't fool all the people, all of the time.
You can fool some people all of the time.
But you can't fool all the people, all of the time.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Crossroads © Yannis Zafeiriou, 2009
And then it turns cold.
Promises of distant touch, a skin that's golden soft,
Evaporated like lovers' smiles in the Autumn wind.
Like the ice-cubes melting on my naked back,
Your imaginary touch already started to fade away.
My visions and hopes, are hiding in censored words,
Long ago their breath, long to come their footprint.
Distance is relative, and so is your bright red aching heart,
It's part of the charming shine of your light, the light you are.
The Child is stunned and isolated,
As is the heart's true potential, I fear.
It becomes apparent, finally to me,
I am the last to know, how naturally.
A star is bright, powerful and kind,
A star is rampant, explosive and deadly.
In dreams I seeked the nature of you,
Awake I saw, the nightmare of me.
The time is near when solitude will rest,
It may be true, the approaching surf will be my final test.
It feels so empty now, this room you used to own,
I am back to black and blue will be my colour.
Have to pick myself up again and go,
It's lonely at the bottom, but the view upward is glorious.
I fool myself into thinking I deserve to be loved,
Standing calmly at the crossroads, I have no desire to run.
I stand corrected & unaware of what tomorrow brings,
Simply wishing & hoping the hurt will go away.
And then it turns numb.
Promises of distant touch, a skin that's golden soft,
Evaporated like lovers' smiles in the Autumn wind.
Like the ice-cubes melting on my naked back,
Your imaginary touch already started to fade away.
My visions and hopes, are hiding in censored words,
Long ago their breath, long to come their footprint.
Distance is relative, and so is your bright red aching heart,
It's part of the charming shine of your light, the light you are.
The Child is stunned and isolated,
As is the heart's true potential, I fear.
It becomes apparent, finally to me,
I am the last to know, how naturally.
A star is bright, powerful and kind,
A star is rampant, explosive and deadly.
In dreams I seeked the nature of you,
Awake I saw, the nightmare of me.
The time is near when solitude will rest,
It may be true, the approaching surf will be my final test.
It feels so empty now, this room you used to own,
I am back to black and blue will be my colour.
Have to pick myself up again and go,
It's lonely at the bottom, but the view upward is glorious.
I fool myself into thinking I deserve to be loved,
Standing calmly at the crossroads, I have no desire to run.
I stand corrected & unaware of what tomorrow brings,
Simply wishing & hoping the hurt will go away.
And then it turns numb.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Nobody Knows Me At All - The Weepies
When I was a child everybody smiled, nobody knows me at all
Very late at night and in the morning light, nobody knows me at all
Now I got lots of friends, yes, but then again, nobody knows me at all
Kids and a wife, it's a beautiful life, nobody knows me at all
And oh when the lights are low
Oh with someone I don't know
I don't give a damn, I'm happy as a clam, nobody knows me at all
Ah, what can you do? There's nobody like you. Nobody knows me at all
I know how you feel, no secrets to reveal, nobody knows me at all
Very late at night and in the morning light, nobody knows me at all
Nobody knows me, nobody knows me, nobody knows me at all
Monday, July 20, 2009
A Man Is In Love - The Waterboys
This is my ultimate LOVE SONG.
It's been like that ever since I can remember myself and hearing this song for the first time almost 20 years ago.
Maybe it's the words, maybe the Irish music I am SO connected to...
Don't know what it is...
I only know this:
It's exactly how I feel when I fall in Love.
The child inside me goes weak at the knees every time I get to hear it...
It's so playful, so innocent, to simple, so pure, so true.
There is gentle hesitation in every word and quiet adoration.
Up until the last 3 words.. the child inside me pauses with the singer, hesitating one final time, to reveal the big secret. And after a short break (a time desperately needed to gather all of the world's courage), then, ONLY then... mastering all the new-found confidence and with the smile of a 9 year old, BOOM!
The secret's out! "....and he's me".
Yes it is me. Yes I am in Love. More than ever before, even though I can't have you, because I don't even know where you are now, because I can't be 9 again. I don't care. I'm just happy I've met you in this lifetime. Happy and blessed.
All that is in those 3 words.
And those 3 words, the awful truth, the terrible secret... A man is in Love... and he's me...
The pause in music right after that... is the pause of my heart. Now you know. My heart has stopped. Because now you know. Now I've told you finally. Now you know. All the waiting, all the hesitation, all the precaution is finally over. Now you know. And my heart has stopped beating... but NOW YOU KNOW! NOW MY HEART WILL JUMP-START ITSELF AGAIN, QUICKER AND MORE POWERFUL THAN EVER BEFORE.
It's the same jump start to the song's musical climax. The truth is out. And the chains are lifted, and the heart is free to fly. And I am flying with you. I am 9 again, jumping around, goofing around, playing around, heavily, unconditionally, irrevocably yours, forever and ever and ever.
And you don't even know it :-)
Because I never told you. Because I didn't even know it myself.
You were my first.
And I only found out years later, by analysing my emotions and my memories.
You were my first Love.
And I fly away with the music after those 3 words. The poetry coming near the end matters not. I've said ALL I wanted to say.
And that's how I feel every time I hear this song.
I am 9 again.
For you, my One First True Love.
Wherever you might be, whatever you do, whoever you've become.
This is for You.
A man is in love, how do I know?
He came and walked with me, and he told me so
In a song he sang, and then I knew
A man is in love with you
A man is in love, how did I hear?
I heard him talk too much whenever you're near
He whispered your name when his eyes were closed
A man is in love and he knows
A man is in love, how did I guess?
I figured it out while he was watching you dress
He'd give you his all, if you'd but agree
A man is in love...
...and he's me.
It's been like that ever since I can remember myself and hearing this song for the first time almost 20 years ago.
Maybe it's the words, maybe the Irish music I am SO connected to...
Don't know what it is...
I only know this:
It's exactly how I feel when I fall in Love.
The child inside me goes weak at the knees every time I get to hear it...
It's so playful, so innocent, to simple, so pure, so true.
There is gentle hesitation in every word and quiet adoration.
Up until the last 3 words.. the child inside me pauses with the singer, hesitating one final time, to reveal the big secret. And after a short break (a time desperately needed to gather all of the world's courage), then, ONLY then... mastering all the new-found confidence and with the smile of a 9 year old, BOOM!
The secret's out! "....and he's me".
Yes it is me. Yes I am in Love. More than ever before, even though I can't have you, because I don't even know where you are now, because I can't be 9 again. I don't care. I'm just happy I've met you in this lifetime. Happy and blessed.
All that is in those 3 words.
And those 3 words, the awful truth, the terrible secret... A man is in Love... and he's me...
The pause in music right after that... is the pause of my heart. Now you know. My heart has stopped. Because now you know. Now I've told you finally. Now you know. All the waiting, all the hesitation, all the precaution is finally over. Now you know. And my heart has stopped beating... but NOW YOU KNOW! NOW MY HEART WILL JUMP-START ITSELF AGAIN, QUICKER AND MORE POWERFUL THAN EVER BEFORE.
It's the same jump start to the song's musical climax. The truth is out. And the chains are lifted, and the heart is free to fly. And I am flying with you. I am 9 again, jumping around, goofing around, playing around, heavily, unconditionally, irrevocably yours, forever and ever and ever.
And you don't even know it :-)
Because I never told you. Because I didn't even know it myself.
You were my first.
And I only found out years later, by analysing my emotions and my memories.
You were my first Love.
And I fly away with the music after those 3 words. The poetry coming near the end matters not. I've said ALL I wanted to say.
And that's how I feel every time I hear this song.
I am 9 again.
For you, my One First True Love.
Wherever you might be, whatever you do, whoever you've become.
This is for You.
A man is in love, how do I know?
He came and walked with me, and he told me so
In a song he sang, and then I knew
A man is in love with you
A man is in love, how did I hear?
I heard him talk too much whenever you're near
He whispered your name when his eyes were closed
A man is in love and he knows
A man is in love, how did I guess?
I figured it out while he was watching you dress
He'd give you his all, if you'd but agree
A man is in love...
...and he's me.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Gold Dust - Tori Amos
sights and sounds
pull me back down
another year
i was here
i was here
gaslights
glow in the street
(flickering past)
twilight held us
in her palm
as we walked along
and we make it up
as we go along
we make it up as we go along
letting names
hang in the
air
what color hair
(auburn crimson)
autumn knowingly
stared
and the day that
she came
i'm freezing that
frame
i'm freezing that frame
and somewhere alfie
smiles
and says "enjoy her
every cry
you can see in the
dark
through the eyes
of laura mars"
how did it go so
fast
you'll say as we are looking back
and then we'll understand
we held gold dust
in our
hands
in our
hands
NB. I like to think that she is relishing those precious few moments (in a whole life span) when/where she lived in Real/Pure Love, but didn't fully realise/know it at the time. And now, much much older, but finally wiser, she knows.
But it's too late to do anything about it, as time is a friend to no-one, but pain & memory. She can only dream of that "Gold Dust", like some people can now only dream of that "Dream Kiss" they experienced so briefly.
True Happiness (much like True Love) rarely lasts more than an instant, but the feeling lasts eternally. And merely the shadow of that instant is enough to fuel a whole human lifetime.
We live our whole life, remembering, dreaming of that instant, and then spend our mortal lives in a never-ending struggle trying to recover it.
Of course, we can only come near it, unable ever to actually BE it again, until the time we transform back to our original form: ethereal beings of Light & Love.
This song never fails to elicit tears from my eyes.
pull me back down
another year
i was here
i was here
gaslights
glow in the street
(flickering past)
twilight held us
in her palm
as we walked along
and we make it up
as we go along
we make it up as we go along
letting names
hang in the
air
what color hair
(auburn crimson)
autumn knowingly
stared
and the day that
she came
i'm freezing that
frame
i'm freezing that frame
and somewhere alfie
smiles
and says "enjoy her
every cry
you can see in the
dark
through the eyes
of laura mars"
how did it go so
fast
you'll say as we are looking back
and then we'll understand
we held gold dust
in our
hands
in our
hands
NB. I like to think that she is relishing those precious few moments (in a whole life span) when/where she lived in Real/Pure Love, but didn't fully realise/know it at the time. And now, much much older, but finally wiser, she knows.
But it's too late to do anything about it, as time is a friend to no-one, but pain & memory. She can only dream of that "Gold Dust", like some people can now only dream of that "Dream Kiss" they experienced so briefly.
True Happiness (much like True Love) rarely lasts more than an instant, but the feeling lasts eternally. And merely the shadow of that instant is enough to fuel a whole human lifetime.
We live our whole life, remembering, dreaming of that instant, and then spend our mortal lives in a never-ending struggle trying to recover it.
Of course, we can only come near it, unable ever to actually BE it again, until the time we transform back to our original form: ethereal beings of Light & Love.
This song never fails to elicit tears from my eyes.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Heavy Cross - The Gossip (Beth Ditto)
It's a cruel cruel world, to face on your own,
A heavy cross, to carry along,
The lights are on, but everyone's gone,
And it's cruel
It's a funny way, to make ends meet,
when the lights are out on every street,
It feels alright, but never complete,
without joy,
I checked you, if it's already been done, undo it,
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it,
On the rainy nights, even the coldest days,
you're moments ago, but seconds away,
The principal of nature, it's true but, it's a cruel world
We can play it safe, or play it cool,
follow the leader, or make up all the rules,
whatever you want, the choice is yours,
So choose,
I checked you, if it's already been done, undo it,
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it,
I just knew, it's already been done, undo it,
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it.
I checked you, if it's already been done, undo it,
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it
I just knew.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Moonlight Shadow - Mike Oldfield & Maggie Reilly
Oh happy childhood moments...
The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in a river last Saturday night
Far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn't find how to push through
The trees that whisper in the evening
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
All she saw was a silhouette of a gun
Far away on the other side.
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn't find how to push through
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
Four AM in the morning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watched your vision forming
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Star was light in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
Will you come to talk to me this night
But she couldn't find how to push through
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
Far away on the other side.
Caught in the middle of a hundred and five
The night was heavy but the air was alive
She couldn't find how to push through
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Far away on the other side.
The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in a river last Saturday night
Far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn't find how to push through
The trees that whisper in the evening
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
All she saw was a silhouette of a gun
Far away on the other side.
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn't find how to push through
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
Four AM in the morning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watched your vision forming
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Star was light in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
Will you come to talk to me this night
But she couldn't find how to push through
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
Far away on the other side.
Caught in the middle of a hundred and five
The night was heavy but the air was alive
She couldn't find how to push through
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Far away on the other side.
You Think, Therefore I Am
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Songbird - Eva Cassidy
And the love of Love, will make even Love decide to leave Love be.
For Love's sake.
For Love's sake.
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