Eyes On Fire

I’ll seek you out,

Flay you alive

One more word and you won’t survive

And I’m not scared of your stolen power

I see right through you any hour

I won’t soothe your pain

I won’t ease your strain

You’ll be waiting in vain

I got nothing for you to gain

Eyes on fire

Your spine is ablaze

Felling any foe with my gaze

And just in time

In the right place

Steadily emerging with grace

Blue Foundation

Heroic

Enough said, the make-shift

is a comfortable chair

sit back and I'll tell you

  

we're living in fear

and I don't know

why you talk so rough

why should I be

not sure of my-

self my intentions

they are crystal clear

isn't it always so?

the story is unfold, at least

you got a different role

and now you gotta quit

the scene

I favour your flavour

I'm confronting you

you stroke a bad patch

with the man who has you

and baby won't you

consider me

I'll make you whole

and we'll be free

and we're driving alone

on a Saturday night

we're feeling alright

everything's in sight

and baby won't you

consider me

I'll make you whole

and we'll be free

isn't it always so?

the story is unfold, at least

you got a different role

and now you gotta quit

the scene

Absynthe Minded

Take A Walk On The Wild Side

Little Joe Never Once Gave It Away,

Everybody Had To Pay And Pay.

A Hustle Here And A Hustle There

New York City Is No Place Where They Said:

Hey Babe, Take A Walk On The Wild Side,

Said Hey Honey, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.

Jackie Is Just Speeding Away,

Thought She Was James Dean For A Day

Then I Guess She Had To Crash, Valium Would Have Helped That Bash - She Said:

Hey Sugar, Take A Walk On The Wild Side,

Said Hey Honey, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.

And The Coloured Girls Go, Doo Dodoo

Lou Reed

Big Bird In A Small Cage

  

There was a house half way round the world

And I was invited in for a small taste of gin

There was a hall with a thousand birds long

But the biggest one of them all was in a cage too small

I asked the caretaker cause he was the maker

He looked at me and laughed, took another sip from his glass and said

Open up your ears and hearts

You put a big bird in a small cage and he'll sing you a song

That we all love to sing along

To the sound of the bird that mourns

Well it's a quarter to twelve when the boys walked in

They got their black suits on and the songs would begin

You open up your ears and hearts

You put a big bird in a small cage and he'll sing you a song

That we love to sing along

To the sound of the bird that mourns

You put a big bird in a small cage and he'll sing you a song

Patrick Watson

The Man With X Ray Eyes

 Shoes that no man would want to wear 

Wipe away the night's last cold stare

Red fist curled 'round the house

Was away boy Shelly's shoes

wash

Chocolate power is so crisp

The atomic open house is really here

And we have gone so desperate

Your power knows no bounds

And heavier with time

Are our shoes

That no man would want to wear

New tread wipes a wet road so dry

it stings

Into the borrowed course

Under the dreadful birds

Under the singing soil

And all those guilty clouds

I have seen too much

Wipe away my eyes

Too much

Bauhaus

ΕΞΟΔΟΣ

 The following photos are from the play ΕΞΟΔΟΣ@Συνεργείο theater

Στο Συνεργείο φέτος γίνονται ανασκαφές. 5 σκηνοθέτες προσκαλούν 5 σημαντικούς νεοέλληνες συγγραφείς να ανασύρουν θησαυρούς της αρχαίας τραγωδίας και να τους αναμείξουν με εύφλεκτα υλικά του παρόντος. Αποτέλεσμα: ένα εκρηκτικό μείγμα ανθρώπινων στιγμών, 5 ιστορίες-καθρέφτες, στις οποίες η μνήμη, ατομική και συλλογική, λειτουργεί ως καταλύτης. Άλλοι γελούν, άλλοι νευριάζουν, άλλοι συμφιλιώνονται με το είδωλό τους.

  

Τα έργα που παρουσιάζονται είναι τα εξής:

Ερινύα με τανάλια του Σάκη Σερέφα / Σκηνοθεσία: Άρης Τρουπάκης / με τους Μαρία Αιγινήτου, Σπύρο Τσεκούρα

Μυρμήγκια του Βαγγέλη Ραπτόπουλου. / Σκηνοθεσία: Δημήτρης Μπίτος / με την Ειρήνη Δράκου

Μετά τις τελευταίες μας λέξεις του Μισέλ Φάις / Σκηνοθεσία: Λίλλυ Μελεμέ / με τους Άννα Κουτσαφτίκη, Χάρη Χαραλάμπους

Κυριακή πρωί του Δημήτρη Γκενεράλη / Σκηνοθεσία: Ελένη Μποζά / Με τον Σπύρο Τσεκούρα

Θάλαμος του Αλέξη Σταμάτη / Σκηνοθεσία: Γιολάντα Μαρκοπούλου, / με τους Δέσποινα Κούρτη, Μαρία Αιγινήτου, Χάρη Χαραλάμπους

[source:monopoli.gr]

Rest Your Head

 Sorry for the pain you're in

All the lacked up people that clipped your wings

I'm sorry for the feelings that left you twisted

Sorry for the love you lost

Thought you spent it on things that never returned

I'm sorry

Sorry that you wouldn't believe

All the love from your friends that you couldn't recieve

I'm sorry your miracle girl is rested

Sorry that the light burned out

You tried to hold on for the fear of the doubt

I'm sorry, I'm sorry

Sorry that they broke your crown

Took your heart and put you down

I'm sorry for the price to pay

I'm sorry, sorry

Sorry that the skies fell in

And the stars and moon left your eyes

Sorry I changed my mind about you

Sorry that the lines didn't meet

Full of story pages that are incomplete

I'm sorry for the precious times I wasted

We're sheddin lies, you'll wipe your eyes

We're lighting fires, all the way to downtown

Journey's long, we're on our own

I'll keep you warm, all the way to downtown

Rest your head from weariness,

Rest your head from breaking your bones

Rest your head 

Mint Royale

The LightHouse

may I join your side sometimes

may I let you drive me for a while

I want to see the world for what it is

but my peaceful tower

is not easy to leave

may I join your side sometimes

may I let you drive me for a while

I want to see the world for what it is

but my lonely lighthouse

its so hard to get in

so this is where you live

in a world unachieved

your helicoidal stairways

won't bring to the sky

(press on the photo to play)

may I join your side sometimes

may I let you drive me for a while

I want to see the world for what it is

but my lonely lighthouse

its so hard to get in

so this is where you live

in a world unachieved

your helicoidal stairways

won't bring to the sky

Applause

Applause Now

Platonov

Carmen

Cyrano de Bergerac

Happy Days

Sleuth

You handsome -headless- devil

  

All the streets are crammed with things

Eager to be held

I know what hands are for

And I'd like to help myself

You ask me the time

But I sense something more

And I would like to give

What I think you're asking for

You handsome devil

Oh, you handsome devil

Let me get my hands

On your mammary glands

And let me get your head

On the conjugal bed

I say

I crack the whip

And you skip

But you deserve it

You deserve it

There's more to life than books, you know

But not much more

Oh, there's more to life than books, you know

But not much more, not much more

Oh, you handsome devil

The Smiths