Rear view

March 2010, Exharcheia, Athens

(rain down) That's it sir, you're leaving
(rain down) The crackle of pigskin
(come on rain down) The dust and the screaming
(on me) The yuppies networking
(from a great height) The panic, the vomit
(from a great) The panic, the vomit
(height) God loves his children
God loves his children, yeah

~ Radiohead, "Paranoid android"

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Meanwhile, I've become a living cautionary tale, haven't I? Beware, kids! This is what happens to children who grow up listening to too much Radiohead!

Couch II

February 2010, Exarcheia, Athens

What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
Where waves of hunger roar
Shall we set out across this sea of faces
In search of more and more applause

Shall we buy a new guitar
Shall we drive a more powerful car
Shall we work straight through the night
Shall we get into fights
Leave the lights on, drop bombs
Do tours of the East, contract diseases
Bury bones, break up homes
Send flowers by phone
Take to drink, go to shrinks
Give up meat, barely sleep
Keep people as pets
Train dogs, race rats
Fill the attic with cares
Bury treasure, store up leisure
But never relax at all

With our backs to the wall

~ Pink Floyd, "Empty spaces / What shall we do now?"

Noise

March 2010, Exarcheia, Athens

The walls close in
and I need some noise

~ Iggy Pop, "Dum dum boys"

Doomsday

The coward does it with a kiss,
the brave man with a sword.


2007-2010

Now, in all of my wildest dreams,
it never once was seen
that Doomsday could fall anywhere near
a Tuesday.

~ Elvis Perkins, "Doomsday"