Showing posts with label 2000s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2000s. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Days Strange and Beautiful (Active Member, 2000)

Active Member on stage

band that was formed a night after a live concert of Public Enemy in Athens, June 1992: "Active Member". On Sunday in Greece we have elections and there if there would be only one thing missing from these, this would be active members.
A great band, giving birth to a sound and a musical form that in 1992 would be a joke if with Greek lyrics, baptised its music as "Low Bap" and with sentimental, strongly political, urban lyrics did what no other Greek hip-hop band achieved: influenced & expressed a 80s generation and teased a 70s one that was facing this music with skepticism.

A song about days that feel as strange as beautiful. That's how most Greeks feel now. Or at least those with a greater sense of identity.


Days Strange and Beautiful
album: Days Strange and Beautiful (Μέρες Παράξενες Θαυμάσιες Μέρες), 2000

Friday, March 19, 2010

Mid-War Athens (Sofia Vembo & Imam Baildi, 1939 & 2007)

imam baildi

thens has not always been a stressful ugly capital of 5 million scarily stolid people. There were nice times that the city had been a truly beautiful and peaceful city. Seriously. It's hard for me to believe too, but it's true. Just take a look to some before-after pictures (everybody likes before-after pictures..):

Omonoia Sqr.(1920s?)

Omonoia Sqr. (2007)

Lycabettus picture from Acropolis, then
Lycabettus picture from Acropolis, now

Ok, back to the dark reality. All these nice buildings were torn down, all tram-lines were removed in order to sell our allies cars to buy their protection and there we are stuck in the traffic in an ugly city. Take it or leave it, you might say.
Only thing's left from that period is music. A romantic urban music strangely influenced from our European friends, since Greece never experienced a serious urbanization or industrialization since that time. Anyway, the combination was nice, it worked, people liked it, musicians too (not the rembetiko ones of course - but we are anyway talking about a totally different class) and beautiful songs were written for love, wine, and having fun.

The song

Today, two versions of the same song are presented: 1. The original one written by Giannides, Spyropoulos & Papadoukas in 1939 and performed by the great Sofia Vembo. 2. A remake of the modern Greek band Imam Baildi.
I am sure the pics and the songs will give you a really good example of how the city has changed. Still lyrical, but mostly in a nostalgic tone and the decades added a rhythm too. You can dance with it's sterilized beat, or dream with its melody parts. It's your call.


How Sorry I am (Original Version)
music: K. Giannakides
lyrics: Vasilis Spyropoulos
Remake: Imam Baildi


I have met so many loves, and I loved and I broke up
but wherever I was, It was you I was looking for
In all my thousands of dreams, my lips were looking for yours
and my soul as well as my secret passions

How sorry I am, for all there years that we lost
before I meet you, the one I have waited so long.
and how afraid I am that one day I might lose you
because I would never forget you...

Stand by me, my sweetest love
I still want to tell you...

How sorry I am, for all there years that we lost
before I meet you, the one I have waited so long.
and how afraid I am that one day I might lose you
because I would never forget you...

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

El Hombre Solo (Diafana Krina, 2003)


iafana Krina (Διάφανα Κρίνα = transparent lilies) had been the tip of the iceberg we used to call Greek Rock during late nighties and early 00s. Deeply lyrical, instrumentation that reached perfection and that mystery floating over the band was a greatly tempting combination. Thanos Anestopoulos with his exquisitely deep voice sung lyrics inspired from the poetes maudites and the band switched many times to different playing styles experimenting with new instruments and forms.
Their 3 first albums (Έγινε η απώλεια συνήθειά μας - Loss became our habit, 1996, Κάτι σαράβαλες καρδιές - Some Wrecked Hearts, 1998 & Ευωδιάζουν αγριοκέρασα οι σιωπές - The silence smells like wildcherries, 2000) are all masterpieces. The first one put the band on the map and it still contains their most recognizable songs. It was clearly depressing, purely rock and a totally different point of view in 1996. The second one was the most introvert one. Today, 12 years later, I still listen to new stuff in it. The 3rd was their most mature album. Guitars are on fire, great new songs are released and a strange balance between new sounds and old forms was achieved. Since then, an other 4 albums have been released but, in my opinion that was it.

A bright moment of their 4th album "Whatever's left of happiness" is today's song: El Hombe Solo (The lonely man). It is about a man that loved the world so much but ended up being alone. Really alone.


El Hombre Solo
Diafana Krina

He knew it would happen one day
that crack he used to carry
-boiling wound, bleeding silence-
would shatter him forever through and through

He shook the dust off him
and speechless moved on through the chilled wind
the kids behind Gazi swore at him
and someone poured water on him from a balcony

And dogs stared with tears in their eyes
him disappearing in the night's bottom
like someone who never existed
he who loved the world so much.


Thursday, February 18, 2010

The Meaning of Life, If You Come From Samos (A Long Time Ago)

Platanos village, Samos

eople started spending their time in front of TV and computer screens only very recently. Of course, few decades ago this was not even an option and there are still some places that it remains like this. If the weather is good, the air breeze pleasant, the tree shadow relieving and the company is "she", what else should you need? These thoughts pushed this man write this song. We do not know who he is, or when exactly it was written. All we know is that he had left his beloved island Samos to move to Belgium and work there at the mines. He wrote this song feeling so homesick and desperate to express his love for his homeland. We perfectly understand him. And if you scroll down to listen to it and read the lyrics, you will too - definitely.

First video is how this song is originally played and danced in a local fest, and the second is the recent performance by a Greek reggae band, which I think is great... These songs push you dance, although they are kind of sad. But, I think that's the point.


and the Locomondo's performance:


Platanos' Water

I wish I had Platanos'* water
and wine from Kolona*
I wish I had as well my love
and kiss her

Platanos' water
is what the village's proud of
and whoever tastes it
is born again

Samo's wine that is sweet
I am gonna drink till I get drunk
now that I am so far away
not to forget you

* Platanos ( = platan, the tree) and Kolona (= column) are both names of Samos' places. Platanos is a village on the mountain and Kolona is a cape on the south.


Thursday, January 28, 2010

What Stops My Mind (Giannis Aggelakas & Nikos Veliotis, 2005)

Giannis Aggelakas (left) and Nikos Veliotis (right)

he Breaths of The Wolves (Οι ανάσες των λύκων / I anases ton lykon). That is the album's title that Giannis Aggelakas and Nikos Veliotis made up in 2005 to cover that quite "difficult" album. We have already introduced that man at a previous post about the rock band "Trypes" of which he was a front man. After the band fell apart, Giannis continued with solo recordings and this is one the most important ones. The album is unique in sound and performance since electronic elements are combined with instruments like cello and there is something deeply melodic behind it (not too obvious).

The Breaths of The Wolves: album cover

The song is named "Too bad you're not here" (Κρίμα να μην είσαι εδώ / Krima na min ise edo) and is simply depressing. I like it.


Too Bad You're Not Here
music: Nikos Veliotis
lyrics: Giannis Aggelakas

Days go by quickly
but some of them are slowing down;
they take me to their back seat
and nicely they drive me around.
They laugh with my finery,
they caress my wounds
and being drunk, they yield to me,
becoming mine.
They leave ashamed
saying goodbye to me
and there I am alone again
bringing memories of yours.

Too bad you aren’t here
when days like these pass by,
too bad you aren’t here
and they can’t hear you laughing...
But what knocks me out
and what just stops my mind
is that you are not,
you are not even somewhere else.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Tribute to the Times of the Lovers (Stamatis Kraounakis, "Dying in Athens", 2006)


ow can a very bad movie be accompanied by an astonishing soundtrack? Honestly, I do not know. Still, these guys made it.

It was one of these unexpectedly rainy evenings that there is nothing better than jumping in a cinema that was on the way. Things like that happen in Athens. I remember coming out angry about the pictures I suffered for 103 minutes. However, I was singing all the way back home the song you 'll listen if you scroll down to this post.

Nikos Panayotopoulos - the director of the movie- did only one thing right. He asked Stamatis Kraounakis to make the soudtrack. Also, the theme of the movie was quite good. Although it was approached with a shockingly amateur way, so badly that you want to spit on the computer screen. It is supposed to deal with the last generation of "Lovers" (=Εραστές). People that met unexpectedly and fell in love - illegally.

Links:
2) Watch the movie - no subtitles.

The artist
Stamatis Kraounakis. Born in Athens - check the brief wiki article.

The album
The song this post is about, is the first of the Soundtrack album. The movie failed so badly, that this soundtrack is one of the less known woks of St.Kraounakis. I may be proven wrong but in 10-20 years from now, I bet that this will be mentioned as one of his greatest achievements.

The song


The Lovers
Lyrics by Giorgos Makris
Vocals: Erofili, Rita Antonopoulou & Natassa Bofiliou
Music: Stamatis Kraounakis


Their time was soon up
and sadly they walked away
making steps formal and slow
having their gabardines all buttoned.

And we felt sorry about these lovers
and their small spinning around
their little world;
Dreaming to fold in warmer arms,
scratching the ground
with the peak of their umbrella.

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