Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Samizdat Version

Nevermore quoth the Corvus corax clutching its miniature claw-axe - muttering clucking fluttering carking and croaking - nevermore - nevermore - roaming the swamps at dusk - hurling a toad to the moon - piping the bog-critters to a frenzy - whirling and stirring of whippoorwills - sundews staghorns and lichens - a jungle-realm unfolds its damp secrets - nevermore - nevermore - and the trail dissolves into water - the raven flocks at secret dusk with buzzards herons jackdaws in flocks flapping afflapio - unique secret mires meres murks and moors lurking liquescent putrescent pululating and stark -  



Delroy Wilson - Dancing Mood

Bob Marley & The Wailers - Dreamland Dub

Riding On A High And Windy Day - The Paragons

Naggo Morris & U Roy - Say You

I Ain't Got No Home In This World Anymore - Woody Guthrie

Woody Guthrie - Troubadour (Not Now Music) [Full Album]

Freeze Out 1 (Visions Of Johanna out-take) Bob Dylan

Η ΝΟΣΤΑΛΓΙΑ - ΤΖΟΥΑΝΑΚΟΣ

ΜΑΣ ΚΥΝΗΓΟΥΝ ΤΟΝ ΝΑΡΓΙΛΕ - 
ΡΟΖΑ ΕΣΚΕΝΑΖΥ,1935

Ριτα αμπατζή - Γιατί να με γελάσεις

ΤΡΕΛΟ ΚΟΡΙΤΣΙ ΑΠΟΝΟ -  (Παγιουμτζής, Βαμβακάρης)

Στράτος Παγιουμτζής - Ξημερώματα στή Στράτα

ΝΥΧΤΩΣΕ ΧΩΡΙΣ ΦΕΓΓΑΡΙ - 
ΣΤΕΛΛΑ ΧΑΣΚΙΛ /ΑΠΟΣΤΟΛΟΣ ΚΑΛΔΑΡΑΣ 1947

Gwyn Thomas visits Dylan Thomas' Laugharne

Mikołaj Gogol "Nos" (1971)

Big Sur 2012 - Peliculas Completas en Español

 Má Vlast : Vltava (Moldau) - B.Smetana
 Harp solo -Claire Iselin 

Haakon Solaas plays Fanitullen on the Hardanger Fiddle

Ibani (Nigeria) - BARA SANABO BARA 
by Richard Abe Brown Band 1930s


Ravenmania - Nevermore!


Nevermore...  nevermore...

Sunday, December 20, 2015

Kevardhu Samizdat

In Vikos chasm where the Voidomatis bursts
Springing to birth from the rocks of Mother Earth
Beneath titanic Gamila, the stronghold of the free
The prehistoric, the wild and the Deity.
Here Heaven and Earth were married once and will ever be

Ken Parker - When You're Gone (1970)

The Gaylads - I Love The Reggay

Wailers - Dreamland / U Roy - Dreamland Version

Junior Delgado - Black Man's Heart Cries Out

Ken Boothe - Say You

Dicey Reilly - The Dubliners

The Carter Family - Can't Feel at Home
Visions of Johana - Bob Dylan

Σωτηρία Μπέλλου - Νύχτωσε χωρίς φεγγάρι

ΣΤ.ΧΑΣΚΗΛ- ΨΑΡΑΣ ΘΑ ΓΙΝΩ ΣΤΗΝ ΣΤΕΡΙΑ.

Top 100 Hits of 1967

Լուսիկ Քոշյան

And now, dear Friends, I want to share with you the beautiful music of Armenia, from the wonderful and magical singer Lusig Qoyshyan, let your soul fly to Armenia:



Nikolai Gogol (1809-1852)


Say You!

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Phenomenal Journey of Spirit

Living in the country of the living enfleshed is to live out a phenomenal journey through experience, pure as the stream of consciousness itself.  Sprung from nowhere, abiding nowhere, going nowhere – Heart-Mind resides at the centre of all experience.  Rain falls on New Lynsmouth.  The Caterpillar scuttles for cover under iridescent glittering carapace/overcoat, stumbling stoat-like through jumbled tumbling street-corner windy blues.  A faint smile lights the mandible-chops of the genial invertebrate;  beaming out goodness to the laval-beings of the universe.
ΣΕ ΘΕΛΩ ΝΑ 'ΣΑΙ ΕΞΥΠΝΗ -               
ΣΤΕΛΙΟΣ ΚΕΡΟΜΥΤΗΣ,                                                                                            
ΙΩΑΝΝΑ ΓΕΩΡΓΑΚΟΠΟΥΛΟΥ, 1940
ΗΛΙΟΒΑΣΙΛΕΜΑ ΣΩΣΤΟ -                                                           
ΟΡΦΕΑΣ ΚΡΕΟΥΖΗΣ,                                                              
ΙΩΑΝΝΑ ΓΕΩΡΓΑΚΟΠΟΥΛΟΥ,                                                 
ΓΙΩΡΓΟΣ ΛΑΥΚΑΣ, 1950

Jefferson Airplane - Volunteers, 1969

Pete Seeger - Living in the Country
go ride the music.......

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Spirited Journey Through Phenomena

Let your soule flye through all manner of troubles and samsaric bubbles, rippling and glimmering - it is not gold - it has no hold - no toe-hold on solidity - no gravity - no permanent identity - no tax-bill - no identification number - no material laws binde it or holde it  - it’s simply


Μαρίζα Κωχ - Στο 'πα και στο ξαναλέω

Η ΔΕΣΠΩ   -  
ΣΤΡΑΤΟΣ ΠΑΓΙΟΥΜΤΖΗΣ, 1940.

ΣΤΟ ΓΑΜΟ ΣΟΥ ΜΕ ΚΑΛΕΣΕΣ -                                                              
ΣΤΕΛΙΟΣ ΚΕΡΟΜΥΤΗΣ,1946

Slim Smith -
Rougher Yet/Rougher Version

Cry Tough -
Alton Ellis and The Flames, 1967


How can a man be tough, tougher than the World?

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Haunted City of Dreams

     The Authenticity  
                 Of Your Dreams
       Just a perfect Writhing, emerging - botanical  [binomial]   They are unique to each and Earth metamorphos’d into  An event  -  not only capable of  Eternity yawning on Thorn-fires at dawn - the story is partly based on luminous plants and it was about ten o’clock and the sun was shining brilliantly;  much like romance and home-made science, which they bring into existence more or less - the soft Creation slept  monstrous and everything was looking lovelier for the yesterday’s rain -  that soule which now comes up to you till foure a clocke in the afternoone, and explores the origins of sweet hills at the end, to dissolve gradually, subterranean;  and to enact the dream-like reflection of disappearing. 
           
                                      happen 
                                                                                                         life

       birds through foggy alleys behold Hereditary Skies - taking shape, new herds of beasts are labelled with their binomials, a living tuft crackling of insects in this quarter of vacant diffusive Light against the blue solitude!  the blue egg perpetual “Back in 1861,” when various quills huge,  pieces of dead fragments of giant wings.  Yesterday it made off!  And Lazarus Taxon still retain’d the Aetherial Energy….. 
   …..So I haunted the City of your Dreams, in the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love;  for the docks paid in currency of fish.  Thus sang the oaks and rills, and to their Oozy Beds, the finny Fish repair.

Captain Beefheart And The Magic Band
 – The Spotlight Kid Out-Takes - 1972



Σα φουμάρω τσιγαρλίκι                        Στελάκης Περπινιάδης - 1935


ΜΠΑΓΙΑΝΤΕΡΑΣ -
ΠΑΝΤΑ ΜΕ ΓΛΥΚΟ ΧΑΣΙΣΙ


blue egg perpetual, world-egg blue

Thursday, October 22, 2015

An Gath Vlewek Hedra 2015

Sitting in a field writing blog-blurb with glistening dew-drops on the swamp-grass as the busy-traffic roars by on the A-30 and old stag-horn the giant towers dead head and barkless shoulders above the halfling leafy woods of  Hedra's pale strained and diluted sunny rays.
  Leaves are falling, winds are calling, rustling, sighing, soughing, blowing, strewing, golden rays illuminating.  Howlyak yw yn Hedra.   * ~ ^ * ~ ^ * ~ ^ *~ ^  
  Sea of glass, lapping in the sun.  Glittering salt crystals sparkle on the rock.  Sea so, sky so still, feathering for whispy kommolek mackerel and aery brine-scalers.


ΤΑΣΟΣ ΧΑΛΚΙΑΣ -

Ο ΜΕΓΑΛΥΤΕΡΟΣ..Ο Λ Ω Ν


Μοιρολοι με γυρίσματα * Πετρολούκας Χαλκιάς


ΜΟΥ ΦΑΙΝΕΤΑΙ -
ΚΩΣΤΑΣ ΡΟΥΚΟΥΝΑΣ 
1935.

Howlyak yw yn Hedra

Monday, September 28, 2015

Underneath The Yellow Lights

THE PUNK JUNK SKUNKS
A wave of musical anarchy/amphetamine/adrenaline that 
changed Britain, and the World, forever. 
From the tower-blocks and dole-queues of London, back in the mid-seventies, was born a new monster, a creature that would turn against the hallowed gods of rock with a frenzied rending and rapid four/four phrasing, barked out against a backdrop of exploding chaos to a crowd of raging maniacs.  This beast would soon consume all in its path and infiltrate all corners of the industry before spawning a nebulous cluster of styles that would reverberate into the next century. Punk bubbled up from the streets like cess from a ruptured sewer and soon its heady fragrance filled the airwaves and blasted from the turntables of countless teenage bedrooms.  The monster was at large - waking up England and kicking over the odd apple-cart along the way.




and we don't care...

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

It's So Grey In London Town

The sheer force of the music was like a wall of concrete breaking over you.  Bodies moving like an ocean - when the crowd surged you surged.  There was gonna be an explosion - nothing was ever gonna be the same again.  




















There was an explosion - nothing was ever the same again.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Titanic Asuras Clash

Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station,
How beautiful it used to be,
And it has been destroyed by lightning,
Earthquake and Thunder, I say - what?










http://www.jah-lyrics.com/song/culture-two-sevens-clash
Say What??