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

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

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

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

[more]

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

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

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

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

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