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

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)

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

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 ] 

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

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

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