Alike for those who for Today prepare,
And those that after a Tomorrow stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries
"Fools! your Reward is neither Here nor There!"
Thursday, December 31, 2009
A Rubaiyat For The Year To Come
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Greek Christmas Carols (& Their Crazy Parody)
Monday, December 21, 2009
A Party or How Parties Should Look Like (in Vouliagmeni, July 1983)
The ship will take off in late evening
Take the metro to Piraeus*
In sweet little summer
to go on cruise to the islands
With the waves will the boat sail
the wind will blow our hair away
We'll become skilled to love
and the thoughts will fly away like birds
Oh, oh, I'll take you on cruise
Oh, oh, because I care about you and I love you
Oh, oh, to Mykonos and Santorini
Oh, oh, like penguins in love
Leave bad people shouting
at beaches, restaurants, pensions
We, with sleeping bags and water-melon,
will go around the islands
Naked we will swim at the beaches
The sun we will face "en face"
I'll treat you like a chinese fan
and you'll never go to the office again...
The Inspirer Of Two Generations (Manos Hadjidakis at Kemal, 1969 & 1993)
I was born on 23rd October, 1925, in Xanthi, that quaint old town and not the eyesore that was later developed by migrants from rural areas. The blending, in those days, of a belle époque decorative style with Ottoman minarets gave colour and substance to a community hailing from all corners of the land, and which, incidentally, found itself living in an outlying region, dancing the Charleston in public squares. When I first saw the light of day, I was amazed to notice the number of people that awaited my arrival. (Even later on I never ceased to be amazed, as if they were waiting for me to make a late appearance.) My mother was from Adrianople, the daughter or Konstantinos Arvanitidis, and my father from Myrthio, the prefecture of Rethymnon, Crete. I am the offspring of two people who, as far as I know, never cooperated except when they decided to produce me. That is why I have in me thousands of conflicting elements and every kind of mixed blessing. However, my bourgeois conscience, along with my "European tutelage," so to speak, yielded an impressive result.
Throughout the time we lived in Xanthi, I tried to get to know my parents really well and to do away with my sister! I failed in both instances. In 1932 we moved to Athens, where I could never get over my failure.In the capital I began living and studying, while, at the same time, I became initiated into the erotic and poetic functions of the times. But I received an "Attic education,” when there was still an “Attica” and "Education" in the country. I was deeply influenced by Erotokritos, General Makriyannis, the Fix Brewery, Haralambos, the waiter at Vyzantion, the damp climate of Thessaloniki, and chance encounters with strange people who remained strangers in after years. During the period of German occupation, I decided that music lessons were useless, for they had a way of diverting me from my initial objectives, which were to communicate, to convey, and to disappear. That is why I stopped them right after the war. Thus, I never attended a conservatory, and was saved from becoming like those members of the Panhellenic Musical Society. I wrote poems and many songs, and I made every effort to carry my point democratically, something that proved highly beneficial to me when later on I became an official. I avoided at all costs whatever hurt my feeling of love and sensibility.I travelled extensively, and this helped me realize that stupidity is not a Greek exclusivity, as local chauvinists and votaries of nationalism proudly claim and go out of their way to prove. In parallel, I found it absolutely essential that people who interested me should speak Greek, because communication in a foreign language proved onerous and tended to negate half of my personality.In 1966 I found myself in America. I lived there for about six years (the years of dictatorship in Greece), purely for tax reasons. It was discovered that I owed the Inland Revenue something like Drs.3.5 million. Having settled my debt, I returned in 1972, and opened a café-theatre, which I named Polytropon. It functioned until the political changeover in 1974, which marked the advent of football mania and the political defusion of the masses. I kept my cool, and refrained from partaking in national and anti-dictatorial dances in gymnasiums and football grounds packed with youths. When I shut up shop, my liabilities were in the region of Drs.3.5 million - a fatal number as far as I was concerned.
In 1975 began for me a period in the limelight, which, for the purpose of distinguishing it, I shall call “clerical,” and which made me famous among a large and ignorant public - Greek, of course - as an implacable enemy of Greek music, Greek musicians, as well as Greek culture. During this time, and after an abortive heart attack, I strove once again, albeit unsuccessfully, to implement my costly café-theatre ideas on Greek Radio and through the Ministry of Culture by democratic means. Both these organizations, rotten to the core, made a successful stand against me - beat me hollow, as they say. Be that as it may, this period marked the nascence and commanding presence of the Third Programme.The résumé of my life to date is as follows:I shun at fame. It restricts me within its confines and not mine.I believe in the song that reveals us and express us deeply, and not the one that humours our naive and forcibly acquired habits.I feel contempt for those whose object is not to receive their ideas and intellectual pursuits; complacent contemporaries; dark and shady journalism; and every form of vulgarity.Thus, I managed to put the finishing touches to my personality, one traumatized in childhood, ending up by selling "lottery tickets in the sky" and inviting the respect of younger people, since I have remained a genuine Greek and a Magnus Eroticus.
descendant of Sinbad the Sailor
who thought he could change the world.
But bitter is the will of Allah
and dark the souls of men."
In the lands of the East once upon a time
the purse was empty and the water stale.
In Mosul* and Basra* on the old coconut tree
the children of the desert now cry bitter tears.
And a young man of an old and royal line
hears the lament and grows near.
the Bedouins look at him sadly
and he gives them an oath in Allah's name, that times will change.
When the lords heard of the lad's fearlessness
they set out with wolf's teeth and lion's skin
from Tigris** to Euphrates**, from the earth to the heavens
they hunt for the deserter, to capture him alive.
The horde descends upon him like rabid dogs
and takes him to the Caliph to place the noose [on his neck]
black honey and black milk he drank that morning
before he breathed his last on the gallows.
The Prophet*** awaits before the Gates of Heaven
with two elderly camels and a red horse.
They now go hand in hand and it's cloudy
but the star of Damascus kept them company.
In a month and a year they see Allah before them
and from his high throne he says to the simple Sinbad:
"my beaten smart-aleck, times do not change,
the world always moves on by fire and blades"
Goodnight Kemal, this world will never change.
Goodnight...
**Rivers in the region of Mesopotamia.
***Muhammad.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
An Album Reflecting Three Decades (Dionysis Savvopoulos at "A Little Sea", 1975)
Sunday, December 13, 2009
The Movie named "Rembetiko" (1983) & its Soundtrack
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
When That Great Composer Met That Woman's Voice (Thanasis Papakonstantinou & Melina Kana at the "Seducing Foreign Land", 1995)
Thursday, December 3, 2009
One 1936 Afternoon (Anestis Delias, "The Poser")
Hey magka*, your knife
to handle it right
You need to have the guts you poser,
a heart (you need to have), to pull it out
You need to have the guts you poser,
a heart, to pull it out
Don’t you try these on me
You‘d better hide your “sword”
Cause I’ll get high one day, you poser
and I‘ll come along your crib
and I‘ll come along your crib
(Long live Artemi with your nice plectrumings**!)
You‘d better go to someone else, you poser
To show off that way
Cause I have smoked as well, you poser
And I got dangerously high
And I got dangerously high
I told you once, behave wisely
Or else I’ll bash you straight away
I’ll bring my “gat”, you poser
And there I’ll humble you
I’ll bring my “gat”, you poser
And there I’ll humble you
(Long live Babi with your Baglama.... bravooo!)
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Markos Vamvakaris & His "Shipwrecks" (1936)
When Markos was fifteen years old he stowed away on a ship to Piraeus and got a job loading coals on the docks. This was tough, low-down work, but the nights were all about hashish and women. He was kept in fine clothes by an older whore and hung out at the tekes every night. In 1925, Markos heard Old Nikos play bouzouki and was immediately hooked. Six months later he was playing at a teke when Old Nikos stopped by, he couldn't believe it was the same kid who'd never even played a few months earlier. Nikos said they'd show Markos something in the morning and he'd come back and play it better than them in the evening.Because the bouzouki was considered a low-class instrument, it had not been recorded until 1932 when Yiannis Halikias (aka Jack Gregory), a greek-american, recorded his "Minore Tou Teke". The record was very popular, so Spyros Peristeris, who was working as a record producer, composer and instrumentalist for Odeon records in Greece, convinced Odeon to record Vamvakaris. In 1933, Peristeris supervised, and played guitar on Markos' first recording session (although he had recorded two songs in 1932 for Columbia, they were not released until later). Markos recorded one zebekiko, O Dervises, and one Hassapiko, O Harmanes. Markos hadn't considered himself a singer but ended up doing the vocals on these records. They were very successful and Markos' rough and powerful singing became fashionable.Markos eventually teamed up with singer Stratos Pagioumitzis, baglamatzis Jiorgos Batis, and bouzouki player Anestis Delias to form his famous Piraeus Quartet. His popularity was sustained throughout the 1930's, despite growing political turmoil. Eventually the style of rebetika that Markos had pioneered became more mainstream, and by the 1940's Tsitsanis had started changing the subject matter to be about love and less about hashish, prison and other rebetika topics. Likewise, Hiotis started changing the sound of the music, adding strings to the bouzouki in 1956 and moving towards a more flashy, electric and westernized sound. Markos continued to record in his older style through this period. He passed away in 1972.
Friday, November 27, 2009
A Subjected To Censorship (Vasilis Tsitsanis & Sotiria Mpellou,"Be A Little Bit Patient", 1948)
Rebetiko, plural rebetika, (Greek ρεμπέτικο and ρεμπέτικα respectively), occasionally transliterated as Rembetiko, is the name for a type of Greek urban folk music. A roots music form of sorts, the sound of the genre reflects the combined influences of European and Middle Eastern music. Rebetiko music has sometimes been called the Greek blues, since like the blues, it grew out of a specific urban subculture and reflected the harsh realities of an oppressed subculture's lifestyle: poverty, alienation, crime, drink, drugs prostitution, and violence. But rebetiko's subject matter also extends to other subjects: romance and passion, social matters, people such as the mother, death, the difficulties of living in a foreign country, army life, war, trivial matters of everyday life, exotic places, poverty, labor, illnesses, and the minor sorrows of people. A major theme of Rebetiko is the pleasure of using drugs, especially hashish. Rebetiko songs of this kind are called Χασικλίδικα (hasiklidika). Also like the blues, rebetiko progressed from being a music associated with the lower classes to becoming during the 1960s and later a revived musical form of wide popularity, especially among younger people. Rebetiko music was closely associated with the mangas Greek urban subculture. Finally, rebetiko songs usually display the same chord progressions found in songs from classic Mississippi delta bluesmen like Robert Johnson and others.All the rebetiko songs are based on traditional Greek or Anatolian dance rhythms, zeibekikos, aptalikos, chasapikos and servikos being very common but they also include tsifteteli, karsilamas, syrtos and other dance styles.[...]Petropoulos divides the history of the style into three periods:1922–1932 — the era when rebetiko emerged from its roots with the mixture of elements from the music of Asia Minor1932–1942 — the classical period1942–1952 — the era of discovery, spread, and acceptance.
Friday, November 20, 2009
The Greek Rock Band That Made People Jump (Trypes, 1993)
Trypes was created in Thessaloniki in 1983 when Giorgos Karras and Giannis Aggelakas wrote their first, post-punk influenced lyrics. Michalis Kanatidis (guitar) and Kostas Floroskoufis (drums) accompanied them at their first appearance. In 1984 Babis Papadopoulos replaces Michalis at the guitar and in 1985 they record their first record, "Τρύπες", which included their first hit song "Ταξιδιάρα Ψυχή" (Taksidiara Psichi - Travelling Soul) for Ano-Kato Records. The album was followed by live appearances at the "Selini" club, the university campus and the surrounding areas of Thessaloniki. Kostas Floroskoufis was soon replaced by Giorgos Tolios; concerts were held in Athens in the Rodeo Club and at the open air amphitheater of Lykavittos, where they played the opening act for Dimitris Poulikakos.Meanwhile, the band's working relationship with Ano - Kato Records started to go sour. They decided to go independent and - on borrowed money - recorded their second disk "Πάρτυ στο 13ο όροφο" (Party sto dekato trito orofo - Party on the 13th Floor) which was eventually published with Virgin Records. The album was very successful; it figured in the top five list of best rock albums of all time in Greece in 2006.In 1990 comes their third album, "Τρύπες στον Παράδεισο" (Trypes ston paradiso - Holes in Paradise), and their first concert outside Greece in Belfort, France. Guitarist Asklipios Zambetas joins the band as the fifth member.The fourth album was recorded in 1993, titled "9 Πληρωμένα τραγούδια" (9 Pliromena tragoudia - 9 Paid Songs). A live performance at Lykavittos gathers a record-setting 10.000 people.In 1994 a double live album was released, named "Κράτα το Σώου μαϊμού" (Krata to show maimou - Keep the Show Bogus) with recordings from 4 concerts at Rodon club and 5 unplugged performances. Both this album's and the film soundtrack (H epohi ton dolofonon) sales went through the roof. Concerts during 1995 were often sold out all over Greece, at the Mylos club (Thessaloniki), Rodon club (Athens), and England, at Manchester and the Marquee club in London.The fifth studio album, "Κεφάλι γεμάτο χρυσάφι" (Kefali gemato chrisafi - Head Full of Gold) arrived in 1996. The sixth studio album was titled "Μέσα στη νύχτα των άλλων" (Mesa sti nichta ton allon - Into the Night of Others) and was released in 1999. The band announced their break-up in 2001.
If you can’t fit in a messy homeland
If a blind hope is not enough for you
If you can’t fit in a dream-trap
If you can’t fold in arms that shut you in
R: Then what a shame, what a shame, what a shame
You are everywhere a left-over, you’re everywhere dying
Then what a shame, what a shame, what a shame
There’s nowhere you can fit, there’s nowhere you can fit in
If you can’t fit in a bad joke
If a tough prayer is not enough for you
If you can’t fit in a soul-brothel
If you can’t fit in a broken body
You are everywhere a left-over, you’re everywhere dying
Then what a shame, what a shame, what a shame
There’s nowhere you can fit, there’s nowhere you can fit in
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Babis The "Flou" (Pavlos Sidiropoulos, 1978)
Pavlos Sidiropoulos (Greek: Παύλος Σιδηρόπουλος) (Athens, August 27, 1948 – Athens, 6 December 1990) was a Rock musician, noted for supporting the use of Greek lyrics in rock music, at a time when most Greek rock groups were using English lyrics. During the 1970s and 1980s, he was arguably the most popular Greek rock musician. Despite his early death, he remains one of the most popular rock musicians in Greece.
Sidiropoulos began his career in 1970 in Thessaloniki, where he was studying mathematics. Together with Pantelis Delleyannidis he founded the rock group “Damon and Phidias”. They soon met the influential Greek musician Dionysis Savvopoulos and his group “Bourboulia”. They joined that group and participated in the album “Damis the tough” (Greek: Ντάμης ο σκληρός). They stayed in this group for two years until 1974 when Bourboulia and Sidiropoulos's ways parted. It was through this group that Sidiropoulos first experimented with combining Greek and Rock music.
Afterwards, Sidiropoulos collaborated with the Greek composer Yannis Markopoulos: he sang in his compositions “Oropedio”, “Thessalikos Kiklos” and "Electric Theseus" on lyrics by the poet Dimitris Varos. In 1976, together with Spiropoulos brothers, he founded the music group “Spiridoula”. They created the album "Flou", considered by many the most important album in Greek rock music. A song of that era (“Clown”) later came out in the album “Zorba the Freak”. It was during this period that Sidiropoulos made his two film appearances. He had the leading role in the film “O Asymvivastos”, directed by Andreas Thomopoulos. He also sang all of the songs of the soundtrack, written mostly by Thomopoulos, from which the greatest rock hit of Greece, 'Na m' Agapas' was later sang by the forthcoming generations. At the same time, he starred (together with Dimitris Poulikakos) in another movie by Thomopoulos, “Aldevaran”. Sidiropoulos also made one appearance on TV in a series called “Oikogeneia Zarnti”, directed by Kostas Ferris.
In 1980, Sidiropoulos joined the band “Oi Aprosarmostoi”, where he remained until his death. This was arguably his most successful collaboration with a band. They released several albums and made numerous live performances. In 1982, the album “En Leyko” was published. Unfortunately, many of the songs were censored. In 1985, the notable LP “Zorba the Freak” was released, and in 1989 they released “Without Make-up” (in Greek), which was recorded live at Metro club in Athens.
In the summer of 1990, his right hand started getting paralyzed, as a result of his long term drug use that he was trying to overcome for many years. He continued his live performances but the deterioration of his health had serious psychological implications. On December 6, 1990 he died from heart attack, caused by heroin overdose.
In 1991, his band “Oi Aprosarmostoi” released the album “Ante... ke Kali Tichi Maghes”, named after one of his songs (realised in 1985), the title of which can be interpreted as “So long folks”. Some of the songs were sung by Sidiropoulos in earlier recordings; others by various artists. In 1992, the album “The Blues of the Prince” (in Greek) was released. It contained experimental recordings from 1979 to 1981. In this disc, Sidiropoulos combined the blues with what can be considered as its Greek equivalent, rebetiko. In 1994, the album “En Archi In o Logos” came out; it contained recordings from the years 1978-1989 and fragments of an interview of his on the Greek channel ET2. In 2001, the EP "Day after Day" came out; composed by the rocker's friend, Michael Karras, the songs were recorded in 1973 with Sidiropoulos, the band "Bourboulia" and bouzouki player Thanassis Polykandriotis. After Sidiropoulos's death, Karras discovered the lost recording and orchestrated the release of "Day after Day" through Minos-EMI in 2001.
So, there we are. In 1978. The band name is Spiridoula and the so called "most important" album is Flou. Flou (pronounced like the english "flu") is a slang adjective in Greek, possibly dragged from the English verb flow (well, that's how I get it). It means blurry/ uncertain/ not set/ unorganised/ liquid. Babis is such a guy. With some sort of freedom that we envy. The song portraits that man. Masterpiece.
Babis the Flou [Μπάμπης ο Φλου]
Pavlos Sidiropoulos [Παύλος Σιδηρόπουλος]
I am gonna tell you a story
For a guy named Babis, Babis the flou
When you were asking him “what’s going on?”
He would just say “flou my friend, everything is flou”
Always drunk and jobless
nice guy, Babis the flou
mumbling always alone
just saying “flou my friend, everything is flou”
Babis was teasing anyone
Without a second thought
And if he‘d feel a little bored
He would just find a sunny place to lay
Babis was teasing always brunnets
Nice guy, Babis the flou
Pecking also a bit of blondes
What a nice guy, Babis the flou
And when he was dragged to the police
He was playing dead, Babis the flou
And if they were asking too much
He was just saying “Flou my friends, everything is flou”
Babis was teasing anyone
Without a second thought
And if he‘d feel a little bored
He would just find a sunny place to lay.*