Η φύση αυτής της ανατολίτικης αισθητικής στις τέχνες και στην καθημερινότητα, η φύση αυτής της ομορφιάς είναι αυτή των σκιών και του ομιχλώδους, ο όρος γέννησης και ύπαρξής της είναι το σκοτάδι και η ασάφεια, μια ομορφιά που είναι τέτοια γιατί είναι κρυμμένη, και αμυδρή, μισοϊδωμένη σαν μέσα σε όνειρο, αντίθετα με το αντικείμενο της δυτικής ομορφιάς που πρέπει πριν παραδοθεί στη θέα να στιλβωθεί και να φωτιστεί ολοκληρωτικά γιατί μόνον έτσι θα αναδειχθεί σε όλη του τη δόξα.

Junichiro Tanizaki



9.10.11

Just music

Δεν πιστεύω στην μελαγχολία της Κυριακής, ίσως γιατί ποτέ δεν με ενόχλησαν οι Δευτέρες.
Μα σήμερα είναι ένα από αυτά τα τεμπέλικα βράδια, το μόνο που έχω διάθεση να κάνω είναι να κάτσω με μια κούπα γεμάτη ζεστό, δυνατό καφέ να μου ζεσταίνει τα χέρια και να ακούω μουσική.
Ούτε σκέψεις, ούτε σχέδια, τίποτα, ούτε καν τη γραμματοσειρά δεν θα αλλάξω σ' αυτό εδώ το κείμενο, όπως συνήθως κάνω. Μόνο μουσική.
Να ακούω και να παίζω μουσική για τους φίλους μου θέλω απόψε.
Λίγο αλλιώτικη μουσική είναι η αλήθεια!
Κάπως σαν ένα πάρτι εκεί γύρω στα μέσα του '70. Μήπως να ρίξω κάτι πιό 'σκληρό' μέσα στον καφέ;
Γιατί τόση ψύχωση με τις Shangri-Las σήμερα ούτε εγώ δεν με καταλαβαίνω...
Αλλά, μήπως με κατάλαβα και ποτέ;




I'm gonna hide if she don't leave me alone
I'm gonna run away
Don't!!

'cause you can never go home anymore
Listen. Does this sound familiar? You wake up every morning, go to
school every day, spend your nights on the corner just passing the time away.
Your life is so lonely like a child without a toy. Then a miracle-a boy. And that's
called "glad." Now my mom is a good mom and she loves me with all her heart.

But she said I was too young to be in love and the boy and I would have to part.
And no matter how I ranted and raved, I screamed, I pleaded, I cried-she told me it
was not really love but only my girlish pride. And that's called "bad."

Never go home anymore

Now if that's happened to you, don't let this. I packed my clothes and
left home that night. Though she begged me to stay, I was sure I was right. And
you know something funny?? I forgot that boy right away. Instead I remember
being tucked in bed and hearing my mama say

Hush, little baby, don't you cry

Mama won't go away
Mama!!!

You can never go home anymore
Mama!!!

I can never go home anymore

Do you ever get that feeling and wanna kiss and hug her? Do it now-
tell her you love her. Don't do to your mom what I did to mine. She grew so lonely
in the end. Angels picked her for a friend.

Never
And I can never go home (never) anymore
And that's called «sad»



I'm blue-oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.
I'm blue-oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.
I'm blue-oo-oo, blue, blue-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.

I throw'd a penny in the well,
Hopin' you would come back soon.
The fortune teller told me,
My love with you-oo was through.
I hope she was wrong,
'Cause you been gone too long.
Come home.

((I'm blue-oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.))
Gone gone gone gone gone gone, gone-gone-gone-gone-yeah.
(I'm blue)-((oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.))
Gone gone gone, gone-gone-gone-gone-yeah.
(I'm blue)-((oo-oo, ha, blue, blue-be-doo-be-doo-be-blue.))

I can't sleep at night for thinking of you.
((Every night about two,))
((My love for you comes tumblin' down.))
I can't stand being here all alone.
(I start to a-feelin')((and a-fumblin',))
(But you ain't nowhere around.)
I hope her reading was wrong.
(I hope)((she was wrong,))
(('Cause you been gone too long.))
((Come home.))

Gone gone gone, gone-gone-gone-gone-yeah.
(I'm blue)-((oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.))
((I'm blue-oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.))
((I'm blue-oo-oo, ha, doo doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.))

I wanna tell all you people,
(I throw'd a)((penny in the well,))
((Hopin' you would come back soon.))
I couldn't belive what I heard.
(A fortune teller)((told me,))
(My love with you-oo was through.)
I hope her reading was wrong.
(I hope she was wrong,)
('Cause you been gone too long.)
(Come home.)

((I'm blue-oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.))
Gone gone gone gone gone gone, gone-gone-gone-gone-yeah.
(I'm blue-oo-oo oo-oo, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.)
Gone gone gone, gone-gone-gone-gone-yeah.
(I'm blue-oo-oo, ha, blue, doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo.) 

Mmm-mmm-mmm, ye-eah-eh.



The past, past, well now let me tell you about the past
The past is filled with silent joys and broken toys, 
laughing girls and teasing boys,
Was I ever in love? I called it love- I mean, it felt like love,
There were moments when, well, there were moments when

Present, Go out with you? Why not
Do I like to dance? Of Course,
Take a walk along the beach tonight? I'd love to,
But don't try to touch me, don't try to touch me
Cos that will never happen again,


Shall we dance?


The future, Tommorow? well tommorows a long way off
Maybe someday I'll have somebody's hand
Maybe somewhere someone will understand
You know I used to sing- a tisket a tasket a green and yellow basket
I'm all packed up and I'm on my way and I'm gonna fall in love,
But at the moment it doesn't look good
At the moment it will never happen again

I don't think it will ever happen again.