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Diladi?

Grace and Appetite
(je har' stin oreksi)

Ali in an Art Gallery looking at Paintings...
Ali : Who be dis cheeky lickle lady?
Guide : It's a friend of Van Gough
Ali : She look like she just been having??
Guide : She doesn't look very happy.
Ali : Perhaps she just been taken up the wrong 'en or something?

Ali in the Royal opera house...
Ali : Look at dis. It's the royal opera 'ouse. Don't it look rubbish? That's why they is spending 25 billion squid to try to make it look like the John Nike Leisure centre in Bracknell.
Ali : Why is it that so many of the singers 'ere are so terribly fat?
Guide : They're not all fat.
Ali : Is it because of the discrimination that you is letting all of the fatties in?
Ali : What is the acoustic like in 'ere.
Guide : It's brilliant.
Ali : Wicked.
Guide : Try it.
*Ali Sings* HERE ME NOW, RYYYYYYYDE THE PUNANI. RIDE THE PUNANI.
Ali : So, if you wanna sample some culture you can spend fifty squid ona night out at the opera or me can get you a bag of skunk DIS BIG.

Respek

Apropos Paul Celan and Stelios Kazantzidis

Ash.
Ash. Ash.
Night.
Night-and-Night.

Signification, which is the only function of a word admitted by semantics, reaches perfection in the sign. Whether folksongs were rightly or wrongly called upper-class culture in decay, their elements have only acquired their popular form through a long process of repeated transmission. The spread of popular songs, on the other hand, takes place at lightning speed. The American expression "fad", used for fashions which appear like epidemics — that is, inflamed by highly-concentrated economic forces — designated this phenomenon long before totalitarian advertising bosses enforced the general lines of culture. When the German Fascists decide one day to launch a word — say, "intolerable" — over the loudspeakers the next day the whole nation is saying "intolerable." By the same pattern, the nations against whom the weight of the German "blitzkrieg" was thrown took the word into their own jargon. The general repetition of names for measures to be taken by the authorities makes them, so to speak, familiar, just as the brand name on everybody's lips increased sales in the era of the free market. (Adorno & Horkheimer, Dialektik der Aufklärung)

if you haven't ever watched this...

...you should start doing so now.



Space Ghost Coast 2 Coast (e.g.)

"Love me, love my umbrella."

Parntzouglismos

To roz tou 1926 einai tholo.
Itan tholo sto diafragma twn vouvwn.
(na sou kamw mia tianisi antrea mou?)
Oi skepseis den einai aerovoles mpales tou golf sta ditika tis lefkwsias (5km - Nevada, Las Vegas - 28is Oktwvriou) ma xelwnonintzakia. Anazitwntas ta antikeimena pou swriazoun tin axrwmatopsia twn prwinwn.
Estise ston toixo ton Nwe kai tn Afroditi tis Milou, kai arxise na tous simadevei me koukoutsia elliwn. Mexri pou tis ekopse to xeri k' aftounou t' arxidia.
(p.s 'Nwe, ti tha fame simera?' / O Jean-Pierre Brisset efkalen ta laima tou na mas pisei oti oi vatraxoi miloun Gallika, dioti dithen to coa.coa en qui)

Lossy

Fylaw tis lexeis na mou vrethoun ki arnoume na prodwsw to sfyrigma mou. Depeche Mode kai filleta stis Spetses. Apehw ap' tin Poli kai to plirwnw ws oikodespotis. Zw etsi me tin myrwdia tou allou kai ta prwina whiskeya. Ashetws proelefsews i daktylografisi paramenei i apousia tis echo. O Narkissos me backlight. Fate matia psaria kai sardelles st' ampelofylla. Aeras ypogeiou egkainiazei tin proslipsi tou hwrou mines meta tin afixi. Skoni to parellthon pou i hwra tis enilikiwsis mas klironomise, mazi me ton palimpaidismo tou exwterikou kai tin aiwniotita tis nyhtas. Enhwrion proion.

Ta kalwdia den epitrepoun tin opsi kai i akoi einai daneismeni. Fin ji arche.

College of 'Pataphysics

"I'm Marxist, with Groucho leanings" (fanella)

Irtamen!

Lalei mou: E ethkiavases to; Ti enomises;

Jai skeftomai egw. Skeftomai: Nai re, arese mou. Areskei mou o tropos pou laleis istories, o tropos idika pou sundeeis idees jai diafora gegonota, erkountai oulla kuklika, jai areskei mou pou ginontai diafora pramata, ennow, se diafora epipeda, ara ennen anangki na pollo katexw pou ta endiaferon sou, epeidi, sto katw katw en polla ta pramata pou laleis, ennen yia to Virtuoso pou grafeis vasika, alla yia oulla ta pramata pou ton perikuklonoun.. diladi, oulla ta pramata pou perikuklonoun mas oullous. Etsi eskeftika.

Alla.

Lalw tou: E... en lion... "eclectic" enne; Ennow sou... Grafeis sta kupriaka. Diladi, se mia dialekto tin opoia lioi miloun, akoma pio lioi en sunithismeni na thkiavazoun, jai stin opia akoma pio lioi grafoun. Ara, idi, en esheis pollous anagnwstes. Jai oi monon touto, grafeis yia hip hop. Jai oi mainstream hip hop, alla underground hiphop. Jai oi monon underground alla grafeis me leptomeria yia enan agnwsto kalamaroamerikano dj... Diladi re, milas yia enan thema me ton opoion polla lios kosmos asxolite, jai oi parapanw en katexoun kupriaka, jai jinoi pou katexoun en filoi sou pou emathan yia to hip hop pou sena. Ara re.. nomizw oti to blog sou en lion "eclectic".

Jai meta pou kapoies meres... esuniditopoiisa...

"Eclectic"?

Gamw to. Grafw pas'sto ombion.

frozen sundays avec soutzoukakia palyria

Last night I accidentally kicked the moon, but it was not full thus it did not roll or spill - Fellini was not a lunatic, no traces of foam off his mouth, when shooting the moon, when listening to it (1990) (Benigni perhaps is), or even Alan Parker that same year he built the wall shot the moon down as well (1982)
Helsinki;
walking down Helsinkinkatu - there are no aliens here, no street, road, place, mews, crescent, avenue, rise, lane, way, grove, park, gardens, alley, arch, path, walk, broadway, promenade, gate, terrace, vale, view or hill, no aliens like George Mikes' 'How to become an alien' (acquired: sept. 2002, on departure by D.) - simply katu (AKA kantouni) or tie - formalism cast concrete resembling the monument To the Conquerors of Space outside the VDNKh in Moscow / pink was faint back then, 'pink is better than black. but the two harmonize', that makes grey, good-grey
back: epias to paplwma sou re nikolaki? Tziai to paplwma, tziai mia lemonada, tziai ena dekaliro me 2 tappous tis pennas – mia ountzia me t’antera. Ma irte, irte, irte? Pios empou irte? Oi mono irte alla tz’ iirten – aise perkei mou rapsei kanena poukamiso.
“you have reached the page on which this book’s previous owner decided to give up” (cabinet magazine), yet, Ulysses (with verted and inverted commas) is unfinished, not on long benches (wrong places avec wrong people, Dublin), not standing upright on the periphery of museums (Berlin), not in the 'city of museums' (quoting CYPRUS AIRWAYS video clip upon landing onto LCA - 35°09´35"N, 033°29´18"E, Elevation 123m (403ft) - referring to Nicosia, despite that they only mention one)
(“aigia kotsini pou paeis” arthografei me maestria o S. Kossiaris se mia analisei ton parallilwn viwn maxla kai trattou)
to back: from Helsinki with a duvet and a certificate for roll (Kilaidonis), at last I found a descent coffee blend.

Hercule Poirot Rocks!

Holiday Snapshots mid-September

ate re. men fieis.
tosous kalous giatrous jai akoma pethaniskis?
en sou ipan oti to kapnizma vlaftei?

kwstis

Ei'es ton? Ei'en ton kanenas?
[O praktoras tou ombion / i-hell-'s-bollah stin finlandia edw se palaioteri fotografia pa' sto giofyri tou Waterloo, prospathontas na apofasisei an tha krousei to South Bank oulon i monon ta Houses of Parliament. Kwdiki onomasia gia simera:23]

kwstis

kwstis:
ena kipriotiko skets
ena sketto, ena gliki
mia fasaria
ena apsiourito, panaia mou
to avrio egine twra, fronimou pedi
'oi kale'
'e intalos'
kwstis copy and paste
nokia, 22666000 en'taxi parakalw
i zwi mas: 'irtame se lathos topo me lathos anthropo'
gia sena touto re, i prwti en tou agnwstou,
i deuteri tou stratiwti,
i triti en tou irwa
geia mas
on the longest bench ever encountered
inside the jewish museum

the rise of the slightly moustached redish-brown haired ladies

one must always match flights and books

on a plane which fails to take off three times, takes off with an engine that still sounds faulty, this is the captain speaking do not panic, lands again to pick up more weight and again sounds like a disaster when it takes off

I must admit I have read many books. When I disappear, all those volumes will change imperceptibly; the margins will become wider, the thought more cowardly. Yes, I have talked to too many people, I am struck by that now; to me, each person was an entire people. That vast other person made me much more than I would have liked. Now my life is surprisingly secure; even fatal diseases find me too tough. I'm sorry, but I must bury a few others before I bury myself.

on a plane, going back to a new place, with just a pair of trousers, a shirt and a memory stick, [only] the first chapter of the greek translation

Στην περίπτωση της έννοιας του Άλλου ως έκφρασης ενός δυνατού κόσμου στα πλαίσια ενός αντιληπτικού πεδίου, οδηγούμαστε στο να θεωρήσουμε με νέο τρόπο τις συνιστώσες αυτού του πεδίου ως προς αυτό το ίδιο: ο άλλος, χωρίς να είναι πλέον ούτε υποκείμενο του πεδίου, ούτε αντικείμενο εντός του πεδίου, θα αποτελέσει τον όρο βάσει του οποίου αναδιανέμονται όχι τα περιθώρια και το κέντρο, το κινιτό [πράγμα] και το σημείο αναφοράς, το φευγαλέο και το ουσιαστικό, το μήκος και το βάθος...

then, on a flight that resides in the midst of a journey, between waking and sleep, waiting for further feet and trains, so that you lose half of the book because you read it in your sleep, such as

SOPHIST WALLOPS HAUGHTY HELEN SQUARE ON PROBOSCIS. SPARTANS GNASH MOLARS. ITHACANS VOW PEN IS CHAMP

- You remind me of Antisthenes, the prophessor said, a disciple of Gorgias, the sophist. It is said of him that none could tell if he were bitterer against others or against himself. He was the son of a noble and a bond-woman. And he wrote a book in which he took away the palm of beauty from Argive Helen and handed it to poor Penelope.
Poor Penelope. Penelope Rich.
They made ready to cross O'Connell street.

HELLO THERE, CENTRAL!

and on going back, for the first time, with no foolish patience for irrealisms or sufficient reasons, quite willing to abandon literature

Everything here seems chaotic. Do you see those little streams? Not one of them runs in a straight line. And those ponds, which are neither round, nor square, nor oval, nor regular in any shape or form? And all these little pointed particles sticking up like bristles all over the globe and which have torn the skin off my feet? [...] Frankly, what makes me think there is no one here is that, as I see it, no one with any sense would want to live here.

Allocating happiness

In psychology, in the bottomless fraud of mere inwardness, which is not by accident concerned with the 'properties' of men, is reflected what bourgeois society has practised for all time with outward property. The latyer, as a result of social exchange, has been increased, but with a proviso dimly present to every bourgeois. The individual has been, as it were, merely invested with property by the class, and those in control are ready to take it back as soon as universalization of property seems to endanger its principle, which is precisely that of with-holding. Psychology repeats in the case of properties what was done to property. It expropriates the individual by allocating him its happiness. Theodor Adorno, Minima Moralia, #39

Landes

Gloup! Kati evrwman alla...let's wait and see.