Michael Jackson-Such a Waste...

Ένα από τα μεγαλύτερα μουσικά ταλέντα
ΟΛΩΝ ΤΩΝ ΕΠΟΧΩΝ,
δυστυχώς πήγε χαμένο και καλλιτεχνικά αλλά και φυσικά, με τον πρόωρο θάνατό του,
εξ αιτίας των αυτοκαταστροφικών επιλογών του...
Such a waste...

So long, Michael...
So long, sweet prince...

Μετάλλαξη

(Κάτι από τα παλιά μου...)

Κοφτή καυτή ανάσα

σε μαύρο φόντο

αδιάπτωτη μούσα

ρέουσα

αλλάζει σχήματα

οργασμικές στρεβλώσεις

απλώνουν ιστούς

με ξέφρενο ρυθμό

δαμάζονται

σε χέρια ηδονικά

καυτή λάβα

πετρώνει στο έρεβος

κι ο χαλαζίας αστράφτει

κάτω απ' το βάρος

της απύθμενης συμμετρίας

των λυγμών.

Δια ζώσης η φωτιά

διά σιγής η έκρηξη.

Μεταλλάσσομαι...

(2005) © Loreley Lucy

Κεκλεισμένων των θυρών

Φωτογραφία του

Gilles Caron

( French photographer,

born July 08, 1939 – died April 5, 1970 )

Αμνοί σφαγιάζονται

λύκοι σφαγιάζουν

ή και το αντίστροφο

Στο παιχνίδι των ιπποτών

στην ομήγυρη των αυλοκολάκων

στην προσπάθεια αρπαγής της βασίλισσας

και στα δειλά διαβήματα του βασιλιά

να κινηθεί εντός της σκακιέρας

επικρατεί ένας ήχος

Σσσσσσσσσσσσ

Σσσσσσσσσσσσ



Και μόνο ένα Στραντιβάριους

από κάποιο ανοιχτό παράθυρο

μού γαληνεύει τη ψυχή

με μια μόνο νότα

Λα

Λα

Λα



Λ.Κ. 2009

I'm spinning...

Στα ηχεία μας σήμερα:

Η Θεϊκή Φωνή του 

Ian Gillan

DEEP (fucking Exploding!) PURPLE

καθώς και:

Lynard Skynard

King Crimson

Alice Cooper

Tina Turner

και η έκπληξη:

Brigitte Bardot and Serge Gainsbourg,

Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg

in

Je T'Aime Moi Non Plus

by

Jane Birkin

Photo by

Alan Ross:

Burned Church

All around you

I'm spinning

and spinning

and spinning

endlessly...

L.K.2008

Δεν Μπορείς ...

Πίνακας
του
Oskar Kokoschka
(born March 1, 1886, Pöchlarn, Austria
died February 22, 1980, Villeneuve, Switzerland)

PLAYING

Στα ηχεία μας σήμερα
Moby
~If Things Were Perfect~
and
~Down Slow~

Ξεπηδάει το αίμα από την πληγή

και δεν μπορείς να το σταματήσεις

όσο κι αν προσπαθείς

Θεέ μου, δεν μπορείς

κι ας πασχίζεις

κι ας γδέρνονται τα μύχια

κι ας κραυγάζει η μέρα

κι ας χτυπιέται σαν τρελή η νύχτα

ξεπηδάει το αίμα

και δεν μπορείς
δεν μπορείς
δεν μπορείς...

να το
σταματήσεις...

Lucy 2008

Put The Blame On Me...Boy...

.....

GILDA
Rita Hayworth

"Put The Blame On Mame"






Put the blame on me, boy,
If that's gonna make you feel good...

Night Train...

......

Heat

The Desert

Flaming Eyes

Flaming Souls

Sweatening Bodies

In A Night Train





We Are Crossing

The Desert

Tonight

Drinking

Rum On The Rocks

In Small Sips

Making Love

In The Train Compartment

With The Window

Wide Open

With The Hot Wind

Blowing Our Hair Away

And Setting Our Hearts

On Fire

With The Curious Eyes

Of The Lost Passengers

Peeping Inside

Through The Beige Curtains





In A Night Train

We Are Travelling

Tonight

Baby

And The Desert

Is Sighing Silently

All Around Us





And I'm Feeling Fine

Darling

'Cause Your Arms

Are All Over Me

And Your Sweatening Body

Right Next To Mine

Honey


And Our Night Train

Is Crossing Our Desert

Tonight

Baby...


Lucy 2007

Wish You Were HERE!

Teardrops

Τι δύσκολες που είναι οι ανάγκες
τι ακατόρθωτοι που είναι οι λυγμοί
κι ένας κόμπος αγκίστρι
να ξερριζώνει τα σωθικά
Aπόψε, είπες
σαν κάποτε
σαν τότε
σαν ΠΟΤΕ

Tι δύσκολοι που είναι οι δρόμοι
πόσο θλιβερά είναι τα φύλλα
μαραίνονται μοναχά τους
ερήμην σου
και το χειρότερο είναι
ότι
δεν θα το μάθεις ποτέ

Aνάγκη για λίγα δάκρυα
απόψε

Tι ακατόρθωτος λυγμός...

Lucy 2007

Hard Core

I am a Hard Core, baby
Don’t try to break me
To scratch me
To crack me
Don’t try to make me
Kneel
Don’t live for it
Should say
DIE for it
You‘ ll see the sky
Tumble and fall
But not me
Bending
You ‘ll hear the seven seas call
But not me yelling
I am a hard core
I warn you
But you can never tell
‘cause baby, I am all dressed up
In velvet
In a black fury dream
Touch me
And you’ ll get worried
Kiss me
And you’ ll get hurt
Love me
And you’ ll get bleeding
Dream of me
And you’ll never wake
I am a hard core, darling
I never get weak
Never shed a tear
Never lose my nerve
I am a hard core, baby
I live within
Your deepest thoughts
I breathe inside
Your inner cores
Don’t try to catch me
To grab me
To capture me
I am made of harshness
Within black cold

Black velvet will slide away
Will leave you
Empty handed
So broken hearted

I am a hard core, honey
Dressed in black
I am already gone

Think I hear you sing
Black velvet, please…
Oh, please…

Lucy 2007


Black Velvet - Alannah Myles

James Brown

JAMES BROWN-SEX MACHINE PEOPLE GET UP ! ! ! by James Brown James Brown Γκεράπα Raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul Get up, get yourself together And drive your funky soul They're doing it down in Nassau Drive that funky soul They're doing it by the beach, hah Driving that funky soul New York, get yourself together And drive your funky soul Let your body pop And let your feelings flow Raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul When I say Sagittarius Drive that funky soul When I say Pisces, holler And drive your funky soul When I say Gemini, heh When I say Capricorn, WOAH! Drive your funky soul When I say Scorpio, Virgo If I say Cancer Can you drive that funky soul? Raise up, get yourself together And drive your funky soul Slaughter, Get on up, get yourself together Drive that funky soul Leo, get yourself together And drive your funky soul Aquarius, get yourself together And drive that funky soul Get up, get yourself together And drive your funky soul Fred, get yourself together And drive that funky soul Drivin' drivin, I need some money Do you need some money? Drive your funky soul The cats on the corner Drive that funky soul The girl that's standing out there Drive that Raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul Fred, hit it! Hit it! In Nassau and Germany, they're driving that funky soul In Georgia, they're driving that funky soul They're driving that funky soul in Washington and Baltimore Philadelphia, Detroit, Chicago St. Louis, Houston, I said Dallas, Waco Next door neighbor, they're driving that funky soul Raise up, get yourself together And drive your funky soul Raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul And I believe they're driving themselves Driving that funky soul In Houston, Texas, they're getting themselves together With the funky soul In Mobile, Alabama, they getting that funky soul Raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul Los Angeles, raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul Birmingham,raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul On the Isle of Mark (?) raise up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul Going to get it, going to get it Got to get some money and drive that funky soul Got to get some money, got to get some money I need a little bit of money, oh yeah I need a little bit of money Fred, Fred, I need 1 million 2 million, 3 million Brother? (Yeah) Will 1 million be enough? (Better get 2) But since the man got 3, we better get 3, can you understand, we can use 3, can we use 3 Take 'em on home, Fred Get yourself together And drive that funky soul There it is, there it is, There it is Raise up Raise up (screams) Raise up Raise up Raise on up, get yourself together And drive that funky soul You don't miss nothing you never had But you miss so much you wish you could get, HAH I guess you can put that together It takes a man to find a woman It takes a woman to find what a man used to be Get up Get on up Everybody needs somebody, drive that funky soul Raise up, drive that funky soul

Stand By Me

I won't CrY
No, I Won't Shed A TeAr
just as LonG aS YOU StaNd
By Me
So darLinG PleAsE
STAND BY ME

Stand By Me
by
Sam Cooke

Lady Sings The BLUES

Sing Tenderly and Sweetly
in my ears, darling,
sing me the bLueS
of your SoUL



Billie Holiday

Tenderly


These Foolish Things

Leave Me

Now, that it won't HuRt...

Leave Me
By
Scorpions

Vacuum/Void

Τα παιδιά με τα μαλλιά
και με τα μαύρα ρούχα
μού φέρνουνε μηνύματα
για μιαν αγάπη
πούχα
Μάυρη θάλασσα κλειστή
μακρινές μου πεδιάδες
πίσω από τις ΣΥΜΠΛΗΓΑΔΕΣ
(Νιόνιος)

I Who Have NOTHING

I'm jUsT a NOonE
WitH NoTHIng To GiVe YoU
AT ALL
I LOVE YOU

by
Ben King

Sometimes I Feel

(Road Of No Return - my drawing )

like a

MOTHERLESS CHILD
by
Wright

Moody Blues

(Σχέδιο δικό μου)

Nights In White Satin

NEVER ReAcHinG THe EnD



Lyrics

Nights in white satin
never reaching the end.
Letters I've written
never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed
with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore

'Cause I loVE YoU,
yes I LOve YOu,
oh, how I loVE yOu.

Gazing at people
some hand in hand
just what I'm going though
they can't understand.
Some try to tell me
thoughts they cannot defend
just what you want to be
you'll be in the end.

And I loVe YOU,
yes I lOvE YOU,
oh, how I LOVE YOU.

Nights in white satin
never reaching the end.
Letters I've written
never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed
with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore

The Legendary

Jazz Pianist

Herbie Hancock

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