Lou Reed "Magic and loss" - (album: "Magic and loss" - Sire, 1992)

When you pass through the fire

you pass through humble

You pass through a maze of self doubt

When you pass through humble

the lights can blind you

Some people never figure that out

You pass through arrogance you pass through hurt

You pass through an ever present past

and it's best not to wait for luck to save you

Pass through the fire to the light

Pass through the fire to the light

Pass through the fire to the light

It's best not to wait for luck to save you

Pass through the fire to the light

As you pass through the fire

your right hand waving

there are things you have to throw out

That caustic dread inside your head

will never help you out

You have to be very strong

'cause you'll start from zero

over and over again

And as the smoke clears

there's an all consuming fire

lying straight ahead

Lying straight ahead

Lying straight ahead

And as the smoke clears

there's an all consuming fire

lying straight ahead

They say no one person can do it all

but you want to in your head

But you can't be Shakespear

and you can't be Joyce

so what is left instead

You're stuck with yourself

and a rage that can hurt you

You have to start at the beginning again

And just this moment

This wonderful fire started up again

When you pass through humble

when you pass through sickly

When you pass through

I'm better than you all

When you pass through

anger and self deprecation

and have the strength to acknowledge it all

When the past makes you laugh

and you can savor the magic

that let you survive your own war

You find that that fire is passion

and there's a door up ahead not a wall

As you pass through fire as you pass through fire

trying to remember its name

When you pass through fire licking at your lips

you cannot remain the same

And if the building' burning

move towards that door

but don't put the flames out

There's a bit of magic in everything

and then some loss to even things out

Some loss to even things out

Some loss to even things out

There's a bit of magic in everything

and then some loss to even things out

(ασχολίαστο...)

Γιώργος Μαρίνος "Ταυτότητα" - (album: "15 χρόνια παράσταση, ζωντανά απ'τη Μέδουσα 1980-81" - Minos EMI, 1981)

Γεννήθηκα χωρίς να με ρωτήσουν
με βάλαν με τη βία να βαφτιστώ
με γράψαν στα χαρτιά προτού μ' αφήσουν
τη γνώμη μου για μένα να τους πω

μου βάλανε στο χέρι στυλογράφο
και μου'παν "δήλωσέ τα όλα αυτά"
οβάλ το πρόσωπό μου και υπογράφω
μαλλιά και μάτια πάντα καστανά

Μου δώσανε θρησκεία και πατρίδα
το μπόι μου μετρήσαν μ' αριθμούς
με μάθαν να διαβάζω εφημερίδα
και πάντα να αποφεύγω τους κακούς

θα πρέπει οπωσδήποτε να κάνω
τουλάχιστον και κάνα-δυό παιδιά
αλλιώς συνέχεια μέχρι να πεθάνω
θα λένε πως δεν έζησα σωστά

Δεν θέλω την ταυτότητα που λέει
"επώνυμο, ηλικία, ηθοποιός"
το πρόβλημα που ίσως να με καίει
κανένας δεν το ξέρει δυστυχώς

μεγάλωσα όπως ήθελαν οι άλλοι
με χίλια μύρια "μη" και "μη" και "μη"
μου γέμισαν ιδέες το κεφάλι
κι ειδήσεις, φόνοι, πόλεμοι, σεισμοί

γι' αυτό θα πρέπει τώρα να ξοφλήσω
των άλλων τους πικρούς λογαριασμούς
δεν έχω το δικαίωμα να αμαρτήσω
αλλιώς δε θα'μαι ένας απ' τους σωστούς...

Δεν έπρεπε δικές μου να'χω απόψεις
αρτίστας?τί'ναι αυτό, τί θες να πεις
μου χάριζαν εκτίμηση σε δόσεις
ταπείνωση και βία τοις μετρητοίς

αφήστε με επιτέλους να βαδίσω
το δρόμο μου όπως τον θέλω εγώ
μονάχος να διαλέξω πώς θα ζήσω
χωρίς μπαμπούλα, δίχως αρχηγό

Δεν θέλω την ταυτότητα που λέει
"επώνυμο, ηλικία, ηθοποιός"
το πρόβλημα που ίσως να με καίει
κανένας δεν το βλέπει δυστυχώς...

Αφήστε με ανεξάρτητος να νιώθω
με χίλιες δυό πατρίδες στην καρδιά
να βγάλω προς τον ήλιο κάθε πόθο
τραγούδια να σας φτιάξω, αντί παιδιά

ελεύθερος στον κόσμο, όπως θέλω
μακριά απ' τους κανόνες να σταθώ
το Βούδα να διαλέξω ή τον Οθέλλο,
το Λένιν, το Γκουεβάρα ή το Χριστό

κι όταν θα'ρθεί η δύσκολη η ώρα
να μπούμε όλοι μαζί στη ζυγαριά
θα δούμε ποιός την άντεξε τη μπόρα
και ποιός έπεσε μέσα στη φωτιά

μια αλήθεια δίχως φόβο, αλλά με πάθος
εδώ θέλω να πω, μπροστά στο φώς
καλύτερα περήφανος και λάθος,
παρά ταπεινωμένος και σωστός

Δεν θέλω την ταυτότητα που λέει
"επώνυμο, ηλικία, ηθοποιός"
το πρόβλημα που πάντα θα με καίει
κανένας δεν το νιώθει δυστυχώς

...δυστυχώς

(η μουσική είναι του Νίκου Δανίκα και οι στιχάρες του Δημήτρη Ιατρόπουλου)

Depressive Age "Remeber (je t'aime, taverne noire)" - (album: "Electric Scum" - G.U.N.,1996)

"Hello my sailor!

I am married now

and I write you from Lyon,

I drink no more,

I smoke real less, you know

'cause I'm pregnant since you've been gone.

My husband says he'll bring him up

like his own son.

He's a banker and he leads me out,

dinner, dancing, whatever I want.

Remember,

"je t'aime, taverne noir",

I see yet the snack booth on your pants.

I'll never forget your sailor mirth,

how you picked up every comb out of the dirt.

His name is Jaques.

He said "that's my mother's ring.

Take it as proof of my love".

And our new flat is on the opera park,

really nice for my little dogs.

Excuse me.

You want to know what's true?

I've no ring

and

there's no man.

I need fivethousand for the abortion.

Please!

Send it fast

as fast as you can!

Remember,

"je t'aime, taverne noir"

I can't find the one for whom I yearn.

You know 'bout your hurting sailor flirts.

Pick me up like every comb you'd found in the dirt.

Remember,

"je t'aime, taverne noir",

I see yet the snack booth on your pants.

I'll never forget your sailor mirth,

how you picked up every comb out of the dirt.

Like his own son

Dancing, dinner, what I want

A ring

and a wedding dress

French whispers

in sweet caress"

(αλήθεια λένε, μερικά τραγούδια είναι σαν να γράφτηκαν για σένα.

τρελά αδικημένη μπάντα αυτή εδώ, αλλά μάλλον το έχω ξαναγράψει.)

Peter Hammill "Too many of my yesterdays" (album: "As close as this" - Virgin Records, 1986)

So many years ago I thought you were the one...

who knows when people change, surrender into strangeness,

adrift upon their lives, encompassed by the past;

who knows which one becomes the last goodbye?

Don't try to tell me nothing dies.

Don't try to tell me nothing's changed,

don't try to tell me nothing's new,

too many of my yesterdays belong to you.

Tell me about it, talk to me - I hear it coming, I feel it coming,

the way you want this thing to be.

You're only trading on our memories

don't go and say you still love me.

I shelved my broken heart, I put you from my mind,

I got up from my knees, I picked up all my pieces,

but seeing you again puts shakes into my soul.

Just when I think I'm finally over you,

don't come and show me that's not true.

Oh, tell me about it, have your way; I see it coming, I hear it coming,

I know what you're about to say.

You've had too many of my yesterdays,

and I don't want to fall again.

You're trading on my memories, you're trading in a rosy past;

you know I'm lost on stormy seas, but I still stand before the mast,

beneath the stars and under sail towards horizons out of true....

Behind the dance of seven veils I still see you....

Tell me about it, have your way....

Don't try to tell me nothing's changed,

don't try to tell me nothing's new,

too many of my yesterdays are lost in you.

(Ακόμη θυμάμαι τα ζώα που γιούχαραν τους Van der Graaf Generator στο Λυκαβητό, τότε που άνοιγαν για τους Porcupine Tree, και ανάβουν τα αίματα. Αυτό είναι ένα κομμάτι που έχει ένα μαλακισμένο τρόπο να επιστρέφει στα αυτιά μου σε πολύ συγκεκριμένες φάσεις της ζωής μου - εγώ κάνω ότι μπορώ για να το αποφύγω και το ρημάδι πάντα με βρίσκει. Εξαιρετικό το άλμπουμ, by the way.)

Beatles "For no one" (album: "Revolver" - EMI, 1966)

Your day breaks, your mind aches

You find that all the words of kindness linger on

When she no longer needs you

She wakes up, she makes up

She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry

She no longer needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing

No sign of love behind the tears

Cried for no one

A love that should have lasted years!

You want her, you need her

And yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead

You think she needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing

No sign of love behind the tears

Cried for no one

A love that should have lasted years!

You stay home, she goes out

She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone

She doesn't need him

Your day breaks, your mind aches

There will be time when all the things she said will fil your head

You won't forget her

And in her eyes you see nothing

No sign of love behind the tears

Cried for no one

A love that should have lasted years!

(Από αυτή την ανάλαφρη μπάντα, ένα ευχάριστο, εξίσου ανάλαφρο τραγουδάκι.

Ελαφρώς σχετικό: είδα το Nowhere Boy εχθές και ήταν πολύ πολύ καλύτερο απ' ότι περίμενα.)

Manilla Road "She's fading" (album: "The circus maximus" - Black Dragon, 1992)

A painting of a young girl sleeping, framed in silver

While all her life is time

Winter is failing dignity... she draws the shade

And lying to her grace

Thinks she feels security... Where nothing dies

She speaks in soft filter smiles

Tastes the rain of memories water... can't heal her pain

She stares into a mirrors cracked and broken lines

A little girl waves goodbye

She's fading as her hour glass runs out

So sorry for the pain

Still waiting for a girl from the magazines

A torn and yellowed page

In her darkened room she cries

For faces, now shining halos

Can't believe what time has done for her

Can't stop thinking through the frame

She's fading as her hour glass runs out

So sorry for the pain

While all her life is time

Winter finds a place for her, and draws the shade

(Οι οπαδοί των Manilla δεν έχουν ακούσει αυτό το δίσκο επειδή...

έχει καλή παραγωγή και δυο νέα μέλη. Πάντοτε θλιβερή η στενοκεφαλιά αυτής της κάστας.

Κοντινή κατηγορία με τα δυο προηγούμενα: κομμάτια που θα προτιμούσες

να μην τα είχες αφιερώσει εσύ)

Yann Tiersen "Monochrome" (album: "Le phare" - Ici, d'ailleurs, 1998)

Anyway, I can try

Anything it's the same circle

That leads to nowhere and I'm tired now.

Anyway, I've lost my face,

My dignity, my look,

Everything is gone

And I'm tired now.

But don't be scared,

I found a good job and I go to work

Every day on my old bicycle you loved.

I am pilling up some unread books under my bed

And I really think I'll never read again.

No concentration,

Just a white disorder

Everywhere around me,

You know I'm so tired now.

But don't worry

I often go to dinners and parties

With some old friends who care for me,

Take me back home and stay.

Monochrome floors, monochrome walls,

Only absence near me,

Nothing but silence around me.

Monochrome flat, monochrome life,

Only absence near me,

Nothing but silence around me.

Sometimes I search an event

Or something to remind,

But I've really got nothing in mind.

Sometimes I open the windows

And listen people walking in the down streets.

There is a life out there.

But don't be scared,

I found a good job and I go to work

Every day on my old bicycle you loved.

Anyway, I can try

Anything it's the same circle

That leads to nowhere and I'm tired now.

Anyway, I've lost my face,

My dignity, my look,

Everything is gone

And I'm tired now.

But don't worry

I often go to dinners and parties

With some old friends who care for me,

Take me back home and stay.

Monochrome floors, monochrome walls,

Only absence near me,

Nothing but silence around me.

Monochrome flat, monochrome life,

Only absence near me,

Nothing but silence around me

(Συνεχίζουμε στην ίδια θεματική ενότητα με το παρακάτω)

The White Stripes "There's no home for you here" (album: "Elephant" - XL, 2003)

There's no home for you here girl, go away

There's no home for you here

I'd like to think that all of this constant interaction

Is just the kind of make you drive yourself away

Each simple gesture done by me is counteracted

And leaves me standing here with nothing else to say

Completely baffled by a backward indication

That an inspired word will come across your tongue

Hands moving upward to propel the situation

Have simply halted

And now the conversation's done

There's no home for you here girl, go away

There's no home for you here

I'm only waiting for the proper time to tell you

That it's impossible to get along with you

It's hard to look you in the face when we are talking

So it helps to have a mirror in the room

I've not been really looking forward to the performance

But there's my cue and there's a question on your face

Fortunately I have come across an answer

Which is go away

And do not leave a trace

There's no home for you here girl, go away

There's no home for you here

Waking up for breakfast

Burning matches

Talking quietly

Breaking baubles

Throwing garbage

Drinking soda

Looking happy

Taking pictures

So completely stupid

Just go away

There's no home for you here girl, go away

There's no home for you here

(Νέα κατηγορία τραγουδιών:

αυτά που θα προτιμούσες και να μην σου είχαν αφιερώσει)

Septic Flesh "When All is none" (album: "Sumerian Daemons" - Hammerheart, 2003)

So they promised you the stars

The happiness of your distant hopes

But as you tried to catch the moon

Its silver cape slipped through your fingers

Fake was the dawn of their morality

And now you are drowning from

the flow of your emotions

...of your emotions

When all is none

There is a miracle for every soul,

an easy way to lose control

The puppeteer and his dolls

entertain the frantic crowd

Invisible lands

your stolen laughs

When all is none

Invisible lands

your stolen laughs

When all is none

When all is none

Who would be

the most competent guardian

for you

than yourself?

Always in range,

under detention

even in your sleep!

Your life a white chalk on a small blackboard.

Your life a white chalk on a small blackboard.

Your life a white chalk on a small blackboard.

Your life a white chalk on a small blackboard.

When all is none

Die

When all is none

(Ας ανεβάσω και μια μεταλιά.

Οι στίχοι του Σωτήρη τα λένε πολύ ωραία. Είναι... κάπως έτσι.

Το γράψαμε, όπως και το Revolution DNA στη Σουηδία το 2002.

Άλλο ένα πολυτάραχο καλοκαίρι.)

Queens of the stone age "I never came" (album: "Lullabies to Paralyze" - Interscope, 2005)

When you say it's dead and gone
Yes, I know you're wrong

Cut and slash, sharpest knife
It won't die

Poison cup, drank it up
It won't die

No fire, no gun, no rope, no stone
It won't die

Why you gotta shove it in my face
As if you put me in my place
Cause I don't care
If you or me is wrong or right
Ain't gonna spend another night,
In your bed
...In your bed

Laws of man, are just pretend
They ain't mine

Love so good, love so bad
It won't die

Some talk too long, they know it all
I just smile and move on

Words ain't free, like you and me
I don't mind
...I don't mind.

Why'd you have to be so mean and cruel,
The dogs are loose i'm on to you
You ball and
Chained together from the dawn to dusk,
Can't call it leavin, cause it's just

I never came
I never came
I never came
I never came
I never came
I never came

I never came

(Ευχαριστώ Πάνο. Γενικώς, ευχαριστώ για εκείνη τη νύχτα.
Περισσότερο απ' όσο φαντάζεσαι.)

Bryan Ferry "The Only Face" (Live in Paris)

Havana moon
You got me in the strangest mood
Just me myself no-one else
Could ever be so blue

No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell

Havana moon
Nobody knows me like you do
Nowhere to turn I never learn
I can't break through

No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell

You make me nervous
Your telephone
You drive me crazy
I want to be alone

I want to be alone
Me myself no-one else
I want to be alone


(Είχα να ανεβάσω post από τα γενέθλια μου, βλέπω.

Εξαιρετικά ειρωνικό.

Από το dvd "Live in Paris",
μακράν η καλύτερη εκτέλεση
αυτού του κομματιού.)