tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75802898273017232432023-12-20T11:38:20.748+02:00El Switcher Μα είναι το πρωί σαν το φως που σκορπάει ο ιδρώτας του χρόνουAvaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.comBlogger587125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-51944332127310215092023-12-20T11:37:00.002+02:002023-12-20T11:37:35.243+02:00Η Φωνή του Καΐρου από το Παρίσι<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPhROC1ZSDiiM3rqgplikfUPjAQ0J-jtsGBd9lYEg-YCIrlMJQqynhqlDgVZebAqfByXzboRIrBJzwuuh5x21dNurq1iKsTXLhyphenhyphend0rcbb1J6PDY6c_nAbO2uj5_2PTF9vfnnYRv_Z3ELV2PFBnh1TUgsEqfB0dVBy8ZKv1rXu-xWsNhQhZgjmGs9HXB8H/s1080/%233%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPhROC1ZSDiiM3rqgplikfUPjAQ0J-jtsGBd9lYEg-YCIrlMJQqynhqlDgVZebAqfByXzboRIrBJzwuuh5x21dNurq1iKsTXLhyphenhyphend0rcbb1J6PDY6c_nAbO2uj5_2PTF9vfnnYRv_Z3ELV2PFBnh1TUgsEqfB0dVBy8ZKv1rXu-xWsNhQhZgjmGs9HXB8H/s320/%233%20(2).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red;">Στο 1 ο <span style="text-align: left;">Abdullah
Miniawy και οι Le Cri du Caire στο Le Cri du Caire</span></span></b></div><p> </p>
<iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/1I5gfRMxDlv2y1ZVxXKPG5?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-54612315163596394192023-12-19T21:20:00.003+02:002023-12-19T21:20:46.643+02:00Μια περιπέτεια στο Bristol <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfnzmgiqU04wYpfBNeWH_pjsbWvyFXUOsJ3t4BNsk6JI1Id4tKg5qS0ARwMhQfEV5SmQsmk4Wv5fRtRxgm27K1ggOpX4o-5DOvfvkm_rDCxQzmHu-VuFZLsXtMk4vPc2voiu5Tv0n93Ta-_8UXuJbeobTpkuquzV8UYWS0R6zl_lNGNpqUSqvT6aNFrAf/s1080/%233%20(1).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfnzmgiqU04wYpfBNeWH_pjsbWvyFXUOsJ3t4BNsk6JI1Id4tKg5qS0ARwMhQfEV5SmQsmk4Wv5fRtRxgm27K1ggOpX4o-5DOvfvkm_rDCxQzmHu-VuFZLsXtMk4vPc2voiu5Tv0n93Ta-_8UXuJbeobTpkuquzV8UYWS0R6zl_lNGNpqUSqvT6aNFrAf/s320/%233%20(1).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #04ff00;">Στο 2 Blanck Mass ''The Rig'' </span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/2fPj6bxxz7wAMEb05fVZMQ?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-58629130124473660472023-12-18T22:13:00.000+02:002023-12-18T22:13:43.809+02:00Από τη Μόσχα για τάρτα φράουλα στο Café Baier στο Βερολίνο<p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0c6aB3eFcSaWqoWQl9mPxZlwAC01in_vOf4PHphR6ks8nRIkHF0glsM7v0kk1EIGKviQ9KTDAnIOfzxUAFXicnBObucwdacV3FSenym_luIXcsmEDdivKOK4pkW4_lRNrNknh3Ya5RTWYj1mHzENmm8aY9l95cW3gc6IKopUge274WpC9fs1mEOa7Ibl/s1080/%233.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0c6aB3eFcSaWqoWQl9mPxZlwAC01in_vOf4PHphR6ks8nRIkHF0glsM7v0kk1EIGKviQ9KTDAnIOfzxUAFXicnBObucwdacV3FSenym_luIXcsmEDdivKOK4pkW4_lRNrNknh3Ya5RTWYj1mHzENmm8aY9l95cW3gc6IKopUge274WpC9fs1mEOa7Ibl/s320/%233.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><b>Στο 3 η Mary Ocher και το <span style="text-align: left;">Approaching
Singularity: Music for The End of Time</span></b></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p><br /> </p><iframe style="border-radius:12px" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/3T60aLlp62MrFlRrIY0Btc?utm_source=generator" width="100%" height="352" frameBorder="0" allowfullscreen="" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" loading="lazy"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-66384077636270585452023-12-17T19:04:00.000+02:002023-12-17T19:04:12.067+02:00Η Διαδρομή<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzg86hsyQASYU-NLybBjnC0TorWdAJ5zn-5Wr8gMzrcZ57qtGmuVDBacAnzjSPgCFrt76mx9nC4OigZ0EToWrQK7cwmoleH5dYo1ZaQS82uJXJfF6cvztF40-PJfelAFyMDH2MNqjRHETd8GZ4j-5j-AvThdE-2Ia6vpDl08kZ21us1bzh9UtCxOvU-1Ev/s1080/Blogo2023%20post%20(3).png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzg86hsyQASYU-NLybBjnC0TorWdAJ5zn-5Wr8gMzrcZ57qtGmuVDBacAnzjSPgCFrt76mx9nC4OigZ0EToWrQK7cwmoleH5dYo1ZaQS82uJXJfF6cvztF40-PJfelAFyMDH2MNqjRHETd8GZ4j-5j-AvThdE-2Ia6vpDl08kZ21us1bzh9UtCxOvU-1Ev/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(3).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><b>Στο 4 οι Lankum στο ''False Lankum'' </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><b> </b></span></div><p></p><iframe style="border-radius:12px" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/2lu7c86G1ptjMJVL9upG1H?utm_source=generator" width="100%" height="352" frameBorder="0" allowfullscreen="" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" loading="lazy"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-40695694984674437412023-12-17T18:55:00.003+02:002023-12-17T18:55:10.385+02:00Ο Θεός ζητιανεύει τον Παράδεισο<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEianBQ_DEpfzG9gxfPUKUmVNKmBkMFohRii_TBlNVmjtLiE7pliLybLThKL3pyasdKM8AzvkxdNEl2MawWmIRUy3Fq0a25KkFM7esfjgQCh94v_MhZtftQuLA3yqQVVOid3oQevZjk3jozCvrj2GfkFTkU54fa4Ib9tyy9aXRlTVjEGsbmz_K2JBHlpONjL/s473/Screenshot%202023-12-17%20184726.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="472" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEianBQ_DEpfzG9gxfPUKUmVNKmBkMFohRii_TBlNVmjtLiE7pliLybLThKL3pyasdKM8AzvkxdNEl2MawWmIRUy3Fq0a25KkFM7esfjgQCh94v_MhZtftQuLA3yqQVVOid3oQevZjk3jozCvrj2GfkFTkU54fa4Ib9tyy9aXRlTVjEGsbmz_K2JBHlpONjL/s320/Screenshot%202023-12-17%20184726.png" width="319" /></a></div><b><br /></b><div style="text-align: center;"><b> <span style="color: red;">Στο 5 οι Swans και το The Beggar</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></div><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/5e925G5F00QzYCyg3AAMeS?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-73952641393953936612023-12-15T19:32:00.000+02:002023-12-15T19:32:10.133+02:00Η Sama' Abdulhadi από την Ramallah της Παλαιστίνης είναι Βασίλισσα. Η Βασίλισσα της Techno<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW8BZpi0spbsXtXN8LmhrDZ5ypUuuINTAl0bWj9eghJOGEDlZrbL4ar8CSl2uA44fD0Zn5vBLUW5G8QVnOCKcaprw63gcWeWtR1eEEgqzmEnya0Z_9nBPW8bQ0ZUCQRoM6O6VM0-bQ64vpgaFxfUB6GoF8NPMbImWKfGEK85iV_Pl4ArbKfpOdwZq-76Un/s1080/Blogo2023%20post%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW8BZpi0spbsXtXN8LmhrDZ5ypUuuINTAl0bWj9eghJOGEDlZrbL4ar8CSl2uA44fD0Zn5vBLUW5G8QVnOCKcaprw63gcWeWtR1eEEgqzmEnya0Z_9nBPW8bQ0ZUCQRoM6O6VM0-bQ64vpgaFxfUB6GoF8NPMbImWKfGEK85iV_Pl4ArbKfpOdwZq-76Un/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(2).png" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><b>Χωρίς Λόγια.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><b>Στο 6 <span style="text-align: justify;"> </span><span style="text-align: justify;">fabric presents Sama' Abdulhadi (DJ Mix)</span></b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 73.8pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: red;"><b><o:p></o:p></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: red;"><b> </b></span></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/6GYZMODkDTIVjI8iZt7mII?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-77688045937102219862023-12-14T19:56:00.003+02:002023-12-14T19:56:54.262+02:00Ένα μπουκάλι Sahara Red, acid και μπάλα στο ασπρόμαυρο Παρίσι <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQWNsWT2mCMqOkf6emKSg4XmyoJXETD_3zAGfU9APbkrcOxTRho4c-Bdv1mftr-Ru2lo_LDDB0AmDjZDgzt9HkBCgrrfjSCQ8G16702UFYQncDoMLDONkbkMEGhYdAwpPBrREdLUo6dMS2_xBoiBEQO1SSn3YxBzrBiBGY0inyBdA-OmbdmLXnL-ec-ZZA/s1080/Blogo2023%20post%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQWNsWT2mCMqOkf6emKSg4XmyoJXETD_3zAGfU9APbkrcOxTRho4c-Bdv1mftr-Ru2lo_LDDB0AmDjZDgzt9HkBCgrrfjSCQ8G16702UFYQncDoMLDONkbkMEGhYdAwpPBrREdLUo6dMS2_xBoiBEQO1SSn3YxBzrBiBGY0inyBdA-OmbdmLXnL-ec-ZZA/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(2).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> From
Algiers to Paris, a journey of sound,<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Where East
meets West, a vibrant bound.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Acid Arab,
the fusion maestros,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Their music
bridges cultures, erases borders.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Algerian
gasba, Anatolian trance,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Synthetic
dabkeh, bionic raï's dance.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A tapestry
of sounds, a symphony so bold,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Their
melodies ignite, stories unfold.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Through
collaborations and travels grand,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">They've
sampled the world, with an open hand.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From
Morocco's dunes to Cairo's allure,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Their music
weaves magic, ever pure.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Breaking
boundaries, genres defying,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Acid Arab
are pioneers, forever vying.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">With every
beat, they transcend and soar,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A fusion of
cultures, forevermore.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Oh, Acid
Arab, your music's a spell,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Uniting
hearts, where borders fell.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From
Algiers to Paris, the world's your stage,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Your
melodies ignite, with vibrant rage.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">So let the
music play, let the rhythms ignite,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Acid Arab's
legacy, shining ever bright.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A fusion of
souls, a connection so true,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In their
music we find, a world anew.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: #674ea7;"><span lang="EN-GB">Στο 7 Acid Arab και </span>٣ (Trois)</span></b></p></div><p> </p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/6xDMnr30VXLlDtEqELSI76?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-91344506273657356012023-12-13T20:02:00.000+02:002023-12-13T20:02:37.412+02:00Χιλή 2014 - Κυκλοφορεί το ''Nicolás tiene dos papás'' που σήμερα διανέμεται δωρεάν στα νηπιαγωγεία<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WRrIAkr7m5mFmwRRN6ys_NdCxFPQH6RZi_sBYHpwZw4VBP1gHHNcXgSv8F2xKGcFIx9KZXyEMOD7j-7Qr8zhI38jEghyphenhyphen0gw0vUV4OkvshrmfuZcG6vY7DsrON7EnFFDYrhdE6_0HwX7CmQoMfRUjFKnJHPHYiMW9cQQNhW5ue5kHSnv3CU3zduCRCAfa/s1080/Blogo2023%20post%20(1).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WRrIAkr7m5mFmwRRN6ys_NdCxFPQH6RZi_sBYHpwZw4VBP1gHHNcXgSv8F2xKGcFIx9KZXyEMOD7j-7Qr8zhI38jEghyphenhyphen0gw0vUV4OkvshrmfuZcG6vY7DsrON7EnFFDYrhdE6_0HwX7CmQoMfRUjFKnJHPHYiMW9cQQNhW5ue5kHSnv3CU3zduCRCAfa/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(1).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> On the
distant edge of the continent wide,<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Where
Chile's spirit and passion reside,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Avaton
tonight takes flight, bold and free,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">To
Santiago, where a soul awaits, you see.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Domingæ
Garcia Huidobro stands strong,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Queer
frontperson of Föllakzoid's song.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Daring and
bold, breaking barriers wide,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the
heart of Latin America, side by side.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Together
they journey through the vibrant streets<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">To
demonstrate for love where two worlds meet.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">LGBTQIA2S+
rights, their noble cause,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Defiantly
dancing, breaking unjust laws.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Frontman or
frontwoman, a label to transcend,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the
realm of music, identities blend.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Föllakzoid's
notes echo, a powerful sound,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the
heart of Santiago, freedom is found.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">V, the
album, a beacon of trance,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Dark techno
rhythms, a hypnotic dance.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Notes
weaving stories of strength and pride,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As they
march for justice, with love as their guide.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Streets
come alive under the night sky's gleam,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As Föllakzoid's
rhythms fuel the dream.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A
celebration of love, a kaleidoscope of light,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In
Santiago, they dance, fierce and bright.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Avaton and
Domingæ, a fusion so rare,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A journey
of passion, a fervent affair.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the
rhythm of V, their voices unite,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">For the
LBTQIA+ community, they ignite.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">So let the
beats echo through the Chilean air,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As they
dance for love, with courage to spare.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In
Santiago's embrace, under the moon's gentle sway,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">They write
a new chapter, a powerful display.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: #ff00fe;">Στο 8 Föllakzoid και V</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p></div><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/5nbEFH2IPn97wJpSITEhAS?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-68527195586739070262023-12-12T21:27:00.000+02:002023-12-12T21:27:45.831+02:00 Χάος, pints και βρώμικο στο σπίτι ενός άγνωστου δίπλα στη Hacienda<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgGU5oUDILszIemcrecYRGj6Eonoa5VrrFZXe_bOvdUmd001ssixzD6ZmYZvh3XHdOvptpmgnQqM2hPzbG4buEEJxBVBmF4yAZttuxGq4tMOHiCSDKJL9zJuuhEoVTuT5I-MhElx_iUHMQCqkBxxnuH-zLWoaIgz0zaM4TqzrVjC88ZRQZnAD6N_K_iwe/s1080/Blogo2023%20post%20(5).png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgGU5oUDILszIemcrecYRGj6Eonoa5VrrFZXe_bOvdUmd001ssixzD6ZmYZvh3XHdOvptpmgnQqM2hPzbG4buEEJxBVBmF4yAZttuxGq4tMOHiCSDKJL9zJuuhEoVTuT5I-MhElx_iUHMQCqkBxxnuH-zLWoaIgz0zaM4TqzrVjC88ZRQZnAD6N_K_iwe/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(5).png" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In
Manchester's vibrant heart, where music takes its stand,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Avaton
strolled, a soul with spirit untamed.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Through
Hacienda's labyrinthine halls he wandered,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Amidst the
echoes of a night that danced and pondered.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Suddenly, a
melody, a voice so clear and true,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">"Souris,
souris, souris, souris," it pierced the air, so blue.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Avaton
turned, his eyes wide with delight,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">To find the
source of this enchanting night.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A stranger
stood there, arms outstretched, a grin so wide,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Inviting
Avaton into his humble abode inside.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Through a
doorway they ventured, into a haven of warmth,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Where
laughter and chatter filled the air and filled the form.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Avaton's
thirst grew, an insatiable thirst,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As he
joined the stranger in this underground work.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The man
produced a bottle, its liquid dark and deep,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A local
brew, a secret kept.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">They
poured, they drank, their voices rising high,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Their
laughter echoing through the night, beneath the city's sky.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The black
pudding, greasy and savory,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A local
delicacy, fueling their revelry.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Outside,
the city buzzed, a cacophony of sound,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As people
ran in the streets, their voices echoing around.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">"Souris,
souris, souris, souris," they chanted with glee,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Their
voices blending, a chorus, a vibrant harmony.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">But within
the haven, peace and camaraderie reigned,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Avaton and
his newfound friend, their spirits unrestrained.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Throughout
the night, they revelled, their spirits unbound,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In this
impromptu gathering, where joy was found.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The
turntable spun, Mandy, Indiana's melodies,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Their
anthems of chaos, a symphony of glee.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Avaton's
spirit soared, his heart ablaze with fire,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As he sang
along to the band he held so dear.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="color: #01ffff;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-GB"><span style="color: #01ffff;"><b>Στο 9 το χαοτικό '' I've seen a way'' των Mandy, Indiana</b></span></span></p><p><iframe style="border-radius:12px" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/4oMlaPrzjAHEHh26MkR6DB?utm_source=generator" width="100%" height="352" frameBorder="0" allowfullscreen="" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" loading="lazy"></iframe>
</p>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-71061754649661144942023-12-11T21:27:00.002+02:002023-12-11T21:55:00.455+02:00Χορεύοντας στα Βουνά του Μολύβδου جبل الرصاص<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7jNtrB1wRIhqSkrKy6s-q5a-F69Awg5ZG7fgXvbY-zCHaK14dcJmnRP9ogeIzvDNiD47Q4_PQTIeJO3sC-bR-O9UTMVXD7BkdDw_4rl20i59DENtwzNCX017HBcN_WtcJpMWdFME-rtF7vsF8faqafJ2QH18w8NJUdAhyZf9DjW7cD86dOOLPecxJYpoj/s487/Screenshot%202023-12-11%20204224.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="487" data-original-width="485" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7jNtrB1wRIhqSkrKy6s-q5a-F69Awg5ZG7fgXvbY-zCHaK14dcJmnRP9ogeIzvDNiD47Q4_PQTIeJO3sC-bR-O9UTMVXD7BkdDw_4rl20i59DENtwzNCX017HBcN_WtcJpMWdFME-rtF7vsF8faqafJ2QH18w8NJUdAhyZf9DjW7cD86dOOLPecxJYpoj/s320/Screenshot%202023-12-11%20204224.png" width="319" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-GB"> In the
heart of Tunisia, where shadows dance,<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A melody
emerged, a bold advance.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Deena
Abdelwahed, a musical sprite,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the
underground, she found her light.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In
outskirts' clubs, where whispers met,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Her beats
broke chains, a rhythmic set.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Not for the
elite, but for all to hear,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Deena's
tunes, a rebellion near.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Affordable
entry, drinks not steep,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In this
haven, the rhythm ran deep.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A DJ's
quest, uncharted terrain,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">To echo
stories, break the chain.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Through the
speakers, echoes of the past,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Dominant
cultures, fading fast.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Tunisian
streets, now alive with sound,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Deena's
beats, a force unbound.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">She weaved
through tunes, untold and rare,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A symphony
that filled the air.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Not merely
unheard, but a tale untold,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A musical
journey, brave and bold.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">History
framed by notes and beats,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In Deena's
world, each rhythm repeats.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">References
made to cultures unknown,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A musical
tapestry, uniquely sown.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Her hands
on decks, a magic spell,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In tunes
and tales, she'd always dwell.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A passion
burning, fierce and bright,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In every
note, a rebel's fight.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Deena
Abdelwahed, a soul profound,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In
Tunisia's heart, a rhythmic crown.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Through the
underground, she found her way,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A musical
journey, a night's ballet.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #ffa400;"><b>Στο 10 η Deena Abdelwahed και το '' Jbal Rrsas جبل الرصاص''</b></span></p></div> <p></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/6kzVTdx7GeWXIaentdDZdh?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-17114719765268894272023-12-10T19:44:00.000+02:002023-12-10T19:44:10.616+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο Nottingham για Hog Roast και Black Sabbath ale στο Ye Olde Trip To Jerusalem Inn ή για χορό στο PRYZM?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGfiiMD4JyM_wF90UjptlVFGSbG5_3xQJ-vxELF0iugNECwNBEEbkTBI8TNeL9Uz_PsLvLjJ-96XHcNzSjavTiWtONEbEaPcoPvIv7Cc7CZpxo5n3f7s1lzCGQQAUkhfflANkoi8Xzyt6mZQeIOGKQazhPfLey3lKCQOWgiJX5a1zzxRhVMxT2AUFL3_aC/s1080/Blogo2023%20post%20(3).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGfiiMD4JyM_wF90UjptlVFGSbG5_3xQJ-vxELF0iugNECwNBEEbkTBI8TNeL9Uz_PsLvLjJ-96XHcNzSjavTiWtONEbEaPcoPvIv7Cc7CZpxo5n3f7s1lzCGQQAUkhfflANkoi8Xzyt6mZQeIOGKQazhPfLey3lKCQOWgiJX5a1zzxRhVMxT2AUFL3_aC/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(3).png" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Στο jukebox το Right Wing Beast </b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">You used to
neck everything in sight<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Down at the
club on a Thursday night<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">It was
five-O here, it was five-O there<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">It was
really messy and we didn't really care<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">But what's
gone on, what can I see?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">You're all
getting mugged by the aristocracy<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">But what's
gone on, what can I see?<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">You're all
getting mugged by the right wing beast, yeah<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Your
tailored look isn't real anymore<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">You've
actually just reversed into your neighbours' wall<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">I know you
really haven't, but you know what I mean<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">Your head's full of sauce, you're a tin of baked beans<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">What's gone on, what can I see?<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">You're all getting mugged by the aristocracy<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">But what's gone on, what can I see?<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">You're all getting mugged by the right wing beast, yeah<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">It's been here for ages<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Death's stuck pages<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Danger shuffle, watch that door<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">It's been 'ere forever<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">It makes the clever<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Danger shuffle behind doors<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">It's been here for ages<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Death's stuck pages<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Danger shuffle, watch that door<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">It's been 'ere forever<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">It makes the clever<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Danger shuffle behind doors<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">I thought about deleting you on socials<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Because you keep coming in with stuff<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">And it's winding me up, to be honest<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">I never see ya, I don't want to either<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">I'll just end up coming 'round to your house<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">And I'll just stick my phone in your head<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">But what's gone on, what can I see?<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">You're all getting mugged by the aristocracy<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">But what's gone on, what can I see?<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">You're all getting mugged by the right wing beast, yeah<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red;">Στο 11 το UK GRIM των Sleaford Mods</span></b></p><p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/5CsLGo6H7h3de8VoSCiaD0?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red;"><br /></span></b></p><p><br /></p><br /> <p></p>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-47719807632737328922023-12-09T14:05:00.002+02:002023-12-09T20:08:13.155+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 12 μια βραδιά στο Heart O' Chicago Motel <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyYhkLWg7t3xlv6vGVemH4FQrALrby7SxwfgG5bK0LsW-UsPEtgoygQeHdcK6zTRQ03j1s4EQ65bxysPki9Fw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> From Buenos
Aires' clouds I soared,<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">To
Chicago's shores, a transient bird.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The Heart
O' Chicago, a motel quaint,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Where weary
souls find respite and rearrange.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I checked in, my room a humble space,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A place to rest, a place of grace.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Outside, a smoker, silhouetted tall,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Jaimie Branch, a jazz maestro, answering my call.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">We sparked a conversation, our voices low,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Of jazz odysseys, where melodies flow.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Panama's rhythms, Taipei's allure,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A symphony of sounds, the night wore on.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A hunger pang arose, a craving acute,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">For local fare, a taste to suit.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Barrelman Tavern, a beacon bright,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Where cheese curds and Four Roses played their part in the
night.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Over cocktails, our discussions flowed,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Indonesia's experimental scene, the tale it bestowed.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Hours melted away, like clouds on the breeze,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Our laughter echoed, our spirits at ease.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The motel's embrace, a refuge so kind,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Where broken vinyl records the rhythm defined.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Giant clouds drifted, like dreams in the air,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A voice beckoned us, "Fly or die, oh so rare."<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The dawn broke, a gentle embrace,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">As we woke from dreams, our souls in a daze.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The Heart O' Chicago, a memory etched,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A night of music, stories, and souls connected.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #ff00fe;"><b>Στο 12 η Jaimie Branch και το Fly or Die</b></span></p></div><p> </p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/5ZsaI40anT5k996hefFl51?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-28363877327174196432023-12-08T19:19:00.001+02:002023-12-08T19:19:07.799+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 13 Στην Σανγκάη oι άπιστοι φοράνε Πράσινα Καπέλα<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ7_pDhZLLcNvITVmLl6DJ14opjsjN2iAvcLP62YDe8SkFHgVyLiwjVcgz5hEOtjuF66DG1e3TfcVJfr28YSl5SoZwtd63f8IeWCFda6q0ltgEwHxyOD4TGmbkRV9CGMUTSlJRcZ74yjxcTrLF8qxCnu6K2TUKwiFI73w6OpEXglmA6LGnR51poupLYWSG/s940/Blogo2023%20post%20(Facebook%20Post)%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="940" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ7_pDhZLLcNvITVmLl6DJ14opjsjN2iAvcLP62YDe8SkFHgVyLiwjVcgz5hEOtjuF66DG1e3TfcVJfr28YSl5SoZwtd63f8IeWCFda6q0ltgEwHxyOD4TGmbkRV9CGMUTSlJRcZ74yjxcTrLF8qxCnu6K2TUKwiFI73w6OpEXglmA6LGnR51poupLYWSG/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(Facebook%20Post)%20(2).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> In the
realm of music, where sounds entwine,<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Tzusing's
Green Hat, a journey defined.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From
China's storied past, a tale unfolds,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Of love,
betrayal, and stories untold.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The green
hat, a symbol of shame,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A mark of
infidelity, a burning flame.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the
dance of rhythm and pulsing beat,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Tzusing
unveils the truth that's bittersweet.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The male's
insecurity, a burden to bear,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The
societal norms that men must adhere.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From
patriarchal norms to possessive desires,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Tzusing
delves into the depths of their fires.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">With sonic
intensity, he pierces the soul,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Unveiling
the dissonance, making it whole.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The
dancefloor becomes a platform to speak,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Where
outsiders unite, their voices to seek.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From funky
hard drums to uptempo's glee,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Tzusing's
music, a vibrant symphony.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">From filial
endure to ruthlessness's sting,</span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The album's
evolution, a musical king.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In the
depths of fear, where minds race and twist,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Tzusing's
Green Hat, a masterpiece that persists.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A symphony
of sound, emotions entwined,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In this
dance of chaos, where truth is enshrined.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><span lang="EN-GB">Στο 13 ο Μαλεσιανός <b>Tzusing </b>με την πειραματική ματιά του στην ιστορία της Αρχαίας Κίνας και τις επιρροές της στη σημερινή κουλτούρα και τις συμπεριφορές σχετικά με την έρωτα και την πιστότητα, το<b> </b></span><b><span face=""Microsoft JhengHei", sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="text-align: center;">绿帽</span><span style="text-align: center;"> Green Hat</span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><b><span style="text-align: center;"><br /></span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p></div><p><br /> </p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/4ly0DCSbwqgvQtaYum7RAD?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-33368002664956546222023-12-07T21:33:00.003+02:002023-12-07T21:33:28.678+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 14 ο αέρας φέρνει τους θρήνους των μεταναστών που πνίγονται στα νησιά Γκαλίτ<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaS4ZzAHTzRgUs_qCW16bUdR6ohxthtL6PNAZ0kJ5VgmtLGXd4jDpPn6OKwN3WZB-t0_Vs6zF5JiqvqOFasVtVgWwKUX5GqUBzOIt64WgxoqBGDqKN5RegpDmGC7vaaP3kq1UOUdWTrAvehb6fKjAZBgmpDaccsXGzPd_gBA3366DMdRcswsAMUmVwTCU4/s940/Blogo2023%20post%20(Facebook%20Post)%20(1).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="940" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaS4ZzAHTzRgUs_qCW16bUdR6ohxthtL6PNAZ0kJ5VgmtLGXd4jDpPn6OKwN3WZB-t0_Vs6zF5JiqvqOFasVtVgWwKUX5GqUBzOIt64WgxoqBGDqKN5RegpDmGC7vaaP3kq1UOUdWTrAvehb6fKjAZBgmpDaccsXGzPd_gBA3366DMdRcswsAMUmVwTCU4/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(Facebook%20Post)%20(1).png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Αντί για ποιήματα φτιαγμένα με την βοήθεια του ΑΙ, οι στίχοι από το Carna του Jalitah μεταφρασμένοι από τα Ιταλικά μέσω ΑΙ</p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">After the
choir<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The sun is
shining on the scene<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Once you
collect your hands, the salt remains<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">After the
wine<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The shore
burns in the sun<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Gather your
hands and the day dies<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">When
offshore it fills to fall<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In distant
days one day he dies<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The last
day of hunger and sun against the banks<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">After the
choir<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The sun
hangs over the scene<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Once you
collect your hands, the salt remains<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">After the
wine<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The shore
falls in the sun<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In distant
bodies the breath dies<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">When the
grooves open for drinking<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Gathered in
the fields the day dies<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The hand
that chases the sun until it disappears trembles<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Sirocco
beats on the prows<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">It knocks
on the doors and takes to the sea<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Every day
he wakes up and dies<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Every day
he wakes up and falls<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Now and
again on the stairs<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In the
morning I will wait for you<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Wake me up
tomorrow my love<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">With the
arrival of the sun<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Now the
choir<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">It abandons
itself under the sun<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Among the
remains of the tears he collects salt<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Now the
salt<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">It awakens
with sips<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Gathering
my hands I will take you<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">It was
mouth-watering in flavor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Gathered in
the hips, hunger dies<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The hands
left alone towards morning are cold<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Sirocco
beats on the prows<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">It knocks
on the doors and takes to the sea<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Every day
he wakes up and dies<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Every day
he wakes up and falls<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Now and
again on the stairs<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In the
morning I will wait for you<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Wake me up
tomorrow my love<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">With the
arrival of the sun<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="color: #ff00fe; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Στο 14 ένας ύμνος σε αυτούς που χάνονται στη θάλασσα κοντά στο Αρχιπέλαγος Γκαλίτ ( Galite Islands) δηλαδή το <b>Jalitah</b> των <b>IOSONOUNCANE</b> και <b>Paolo Angeli</b></span></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/1YNr3TJXJ6vr2UaOMx7cuc?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe><p></p><p><b><br /></b></p>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-28323656583252850022023-12-06T14:54:00.000+02:002023-12-06T14:54:31.975+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 15 από το Academy Records της Νέας Υόρκης στα σύννεφα του Buenos Aires. Με τον Πρίγκηπα<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6PIBVDrBZjeYASh4u_TzJ8JoO1XUGRgXlXYpm9iLITvwf84N8etIJ8YGHQTW5uqjkHPu1_cVL3ghsCpRuePqDO6lhOZTab-TjZqO9t5kCPhGRLezDrLjjhYnS7i76E3aevOEPk_SLONi_ao4G-eNTQKWFGqKV6lPQSDjmKrC4Lh_Rm9rQfIDZIQmpom5n/s1080/Yellow%20and%20Orange%20Professional%20Stand%20Up%20Comedy%20Poster%20(Instagram%20Post)%20(4).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6PIBVDrBZjeYASh4u_TzJ8JoO1XUGRgXlXYpm9iLITvwf84N8etIJ8YGHQTW5uqjkHPu1_cVL3ghsCpRuePqDO6lhOZTab-TjZqO9t5kCPhGRLezDrLjjhYnS7i76E3aevOEPk_SLONi_ao4G-eNTQKWFGqKV6lPQSDjmKrC4Lh_Rm9rQfIDZIQmpom5n/s320/Yellow%20and%20Orange%20Professional%20Stand%20Up%20Comedy%20Poster%20(Instagram%20Post)%20(4).png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">In Buenos
Aires' skies so vast,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Where
clouds like cotton castles cast,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Dwelt
Avaton Kortez, a dreamer's soul,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Amidst the
heavens, his spirit whole.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Sufjan
Stevens, the Sad Prince of grace,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">In Academy
Records found his place,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">A party for
his Javelin's flight,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Music and
joy, a starry night.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">As music
filled the air with glee,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">A sudden
gust, a wild decree,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">A sharp air
stream, like javelins thrown,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Swept
Sufjan up, where stars had flown.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">High above
the earthly realm he soared,</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Through
clouds of cotton, dreams explored,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Till he met
Avaton, the cloud-bound sage,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Whose heart
with Neil Young's melodies engage.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Upon the
clouds, they gently lay,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">As sunset's
hues lit up the day,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Sufjan's
voice, a whisper soft and low,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">"Will
Anybody Ever Love Me?" so.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Avaton
listened, eyes serene,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">To Sufjan's
plea, his soul's ravine,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">In the vast
expanse, their voices blend,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Two hearts
entwined, till twilight's end.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #01ffff;">Στο 15 ο Sufjan Stevens και το ''Javelin''</span></b></p><br /><p></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/2KqSL3vLfyVO7rrZJL9tUs?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-38340290821001562452023-12-05T21:44:00.003+02:002023-12-05T21:44:30.802+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 16 Τα Δέντρα Mιλάνε στην Tucson <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRyHZjatEl7vQGrl5WIOtzX8nd6HiZdI3mikSkShH3o_RCQeStDUn3EDRffDxVA6XYqsR6arNvtjS1ulkzzQUiNkPQ3OOYnGUjo9ztRLhkz969xXa7YA6FH7DDUuDdtAvfvRunOezUXQvG3SLRMsotKihL_ETvMcP1ZVKYFnvKgfgdmJb_60LIb01lY8TI/s1080/Yellow%20and%20Orange%20Professional%20Stand%20Up%20Comedy%20Poster%20(Instagram%20Post)%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRyHZjatEl7vQGrl5WIOtzX8nd6HiZdI3mikSkShH3o_RCQeStDUn3EDRffDxVA6XYqsR6arNvtjS1ulkzzQUiNkPQ3OOYnGUjo9ztRLhkz969xXa7YA6FH7DDUuDdtAvfvRunOezUXQvG3SLRMsotKihL_ETvMcP1ZVKYFnvKgfgdmJb_60LIb01lY8TI/s320/Yellow%20and%20Orange%20Professional%20Stand%20Up%20Comedy%20Poster%20(Instagram%20Post)%20(2).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Amidst
Tucson's embrace, where saguaros stand tall,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A symphony
of nature, a cinematic call.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">TREES
SPEAK, with music as their guide,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Unveil a
tale of the Sonoran stride.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Beneath the
azure sky, where cacti stand proud,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A journey
unfolds, with whispers so loud.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Ancient
spirits awaken, their voices entwined,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As nature's
orchestra begins to unwind.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Through
canyons so deep, where shadows reside,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Echoes of
legends, in melodies glide.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The
desert's heartbeat, a rhythm so true,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In TREES
SPEAK's music, it finds its hue.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Mesquite
trees whisper secrets untold,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Their
rustling leaves, a story unfold.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Prickly
pears dance, their colors so bright,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As the
desert's magic takes flight<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Underneath
the moonlight, a shimmering glow,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">The Sonoran
Desert, a mystical show.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Stars
twinkle above, like celestial guides,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As TREES
SPEAK's music through the desert rides.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">Coyote
howls echo, a haunting delight,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">As the
desert's embrace holds the night so tight.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">TREES
SPEAK's melodies blend with the wild,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A symphony
of nature, pure and unstyled.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">In every
ripple, in every breeze,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">TREES
SPEAK's music finds its release.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB">A cinematic
journey, a tale so grand,</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Where </span><span style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">nature and music intertwine hand in hand.</span></span></p><p data-sourcepos="43:1-46:47" style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 24px 0px; text-align: center; white-space-collapse: preserve; word-break: break-word;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><b>Στο 16 οι Trees Speak και το Mind Maze</b></span></p></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/2UZ8ZMvtPXJwLDy8GCpjmu?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-37899089366296813702023-12-04T22:05:00.003+02:002023-12-04T22:05:49.890+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 17 μοιράζομαι ένα Domaine de la Romanée-Conti Romanée-Saint-Vivant 2012 με έναν γνήσιο απόγονο των Bismarck<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38QBbArMUl7WyE8tvtoUeJJ4gDCSCg3qQgRxUJi61LsiDoh2ZTaGQy4eclxZEHlX06slAyKvrplREHKybzPHwpMSEueplAYE1xnzUtxfFaTf4ycQNi1nM-IB_Eq99yUEEHqCJF56bmfHVqxZbHuenR4k5GPhHYesV0BGOWB6m4n2hgvX9AxBB8LdDt_Ox/s1080/Blogo2023%20post%20(2).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38QBbArMUl7WyE8tvtoUeJJ4gDCSCg3qQgRxUJi61LsiDoh2ZTaGQy4eclxZEHlX06slAyKvrplREHKybzPHwpMSEueplAYE1xnzUtxfFaTf4ycQNi1nM-IB_Eq99yUEEHqCJF56bmfHVqxZbHuenR4k5GPhHYesV0BGOWB6m4n2hgvX9AxBB8LdDt_Ox/s320/Blogo2023%20post%20(2).png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In <b>Berlin</b>'s
heart, where history thrives,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Amidst the
streets where grandeur connives,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">I met
Moritz, a genius of sound,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">His music,
a realm where depths are profound.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">His opus,
Silencio, a sonic embrace,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Where
repetition and reduction find their place,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A tapestry
of techno and minimalism's art,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">With the
human voice playing a vital part.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In the
depths of electronics, a pulse takes hold,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A vast
dynamism, a story yet untold,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Silencio, a
murk both dank and deep,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Where
clouds gather, secrets they keep.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">On Potsdamer Platz, our paths did entwine,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The night
was young, the air filled with wine,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">We sought
refuge in Kebinsky's embrace,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In Lorenz
Adlon Esszimmer's grand space.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In old
leather armchairs, we sank with delight,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Domaine de
la Romanée-Conti, a wine of pure light,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Silencio's
strains, they filled the air,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">As we
closed our eyes, entranced by the flair.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Again and
again, the music unfurled,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A symphony
of emotions, a story to be hurled,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Hours
slipped by, yet we lingered still,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In
Silencio's depths, our hearts did fulfill.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Emerging
from the night's embrace,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">We found
our destination, our rightful place,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Tresor
Club, a haven of sound,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Where music
and magic forever abound.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffa400;"><b>Στο 17 ο Moritz von Oswald και το Silencio</b></span></p><p></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/4gzG234bHY17elNuFdc1Gw?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-56229941570008593232023-12-03T13:41:00.002+02:002023-12-03T13:45:21.160+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 18 Μιά μέρα με τον Tim στο Los Angeles της Χιλής<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiobaarSChldgF6luBrFgbLKCBG0iaxZksK3VWbAWsCHai1UvqwZzZ10VF9Nna1cZhW1EOtYbonsML9ri6w4Mo2PpNPVJzW2IMIh54UChV-azyzwKqsPbTInwVhv6mdDCcAO3DwZKN_sm0RGOKdALOU3Q758F8Cc2VGQ-27FTdsWFnvUQSOge9o3PZ738vv/s1080/Blogo2023%20post.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiobaarSChldgF6luBrFgbLKCBG0iaxZksK3VWbAWsCHai1UvqwZzZ10VF9Nna1cZhW1EOtYbonsML9ri6w4Mo2PpNPVJzW2IMIh54UChV-azyzwKqsPbTInwVhv6mdDCcAO3DwZKN_sm0RGOKdALOU3Q758F8Cc2VGQ-27FTdsWFnvUQSOge9o3PZ738vv/s320/Blogo2023%20post.png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In Los Angeles, where Bio Bío
flows,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A day unfolds, where magic gently
grows.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">From Sopaipillas' crispy delight,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">To La Piojera's beers, where
locals unite.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The morning sun paints the city's
embrace,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">As footsteps dance with a rhythmic
pace.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Sopaipillas, golden and warm,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A street food delight, a culinary
storm.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Along the river, stories unfold,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Of Patagonia's tales, both brave
and bold.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Sharp reefs and wild waves, a
landscape so grand,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A reminder of nature's masterful
hand.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">As evening descends, the city
takes flight,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">With music's allure, under the
moon's soft light.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">La Piojera beckons, with laughter
and cheer,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Where locals raise glasses, their
hearts drawing near.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The rhythm of beats, a pulsating
beat,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Leads the way to Club Clinic,
where music's retreat.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Tim Hecker's tunes, an electronic
embrace,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">His album "No Highs," a
sonic space.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In Los Angeles' heart, where music
and spirit reside,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A day comes to end, with memories
to abide.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">The magic lingers, a Chilean
delight,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 53.4pt;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A place where dreams dance, under
the starry night.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><span style="color: red;">Στο 18 , <b>Tim Hecker</b> και <b>No Highs</b></span></span></p><p></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/7nKNz12BoGEYHqJmwUoC4P?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-76447512222562988142023-12-02T20:49:00.001+02:002023-12-02T20:49:40.257+02:00Blogovision 2023: Στο 19 για Gospel στις πιάτσες του New Haven στο Connecticut<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJ7ljGNdvumVX6vsJsK10FeybPS6eqBbx66mBQUonbAFBy6_pdMYqZsvPvIqjUXOkeDkrSrXYhGHFPorwFnG04siEfigW1aBw-4ab-QUW6rt2lHFDWXdyHOwZ2MIB_Mjl6MoYoo5-nIBScEYZqwiwUCE7U45CIyVu8onG-14JU10wfdDHMsj44qUawgHo/s1080/Yellow%20and%20Orange%20Professional%20Stand%20Up%20Comedy%20Poster%20(Instagram%20Post).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJ7ljGNdvumVX6vsJsK10FeybPS6eqBbx66mBQUonbAFBy6_pdMYqZsvPvIqjUXOkeDkrSrXYhGHFPorwFnG04siEfigW1aBw-4ab-QUW6rt2lHFDWXdyHOwZ2MIB_Mjl6MoYoo5-nIBScEYZqwiwUCE7U45CIyVu8onG-14JU10wfdDHMsj44qUawgHo/s320/Yellow%20and%20Orange%20Professional%20Stand%20Up%20Comedy%20Poster%20(Instagram%20Post).png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Beneath <b>New Haven</b>'s arches, where shadows reside,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Walks <b>Reverend Kristin</b>, with secrets inside.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A trans soul, a warrior, a voice so clear,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Amidst the city's pulse, her spirit draws near.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Her pen, a conduit, her hymns take flight,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Words that echo with passion, a lyrical light.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In <b>gospel</b>'s embrace, her soul finds solace,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A symphony of faith, in every musical solace.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">"Trans rights are human rights," her motto
resounds,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A clarion call, where justice abounds.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">With resilience and grace, she fights for the just,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A champion for equality, her voice never rusts.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><b>Reverend Kristin</b>, a beacon so bright,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">In <b>Connecticut</b>'s tapestry, her spirit takes flight.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">A trans soul, a warrior, a hymnist so true,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Her legacy shines, in everything she does.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: #04ff00;"><span face=""Corbel",sans-serif" lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;">Στο 19 '' SAVED!'' και </span><span face="Corbel, sans-serif">Reverend Kristin Michael Hayter</span></span></b></p></div><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="352" loading="lazy" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/album/1IdsqGbN3oB6kAM1Iq0QnC?utm_source=generator" style="border-radius: 12px;" width="100%"></iframe>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-48111368495823384442023-12-01T13:33:00.002+02:002023-12-01T13:44:57.565+02:00Blogovision 2023: Το 20 - Τρώγοντας Curry Wurst στην Βοστώνη <p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1epD7ragjg1iX7qGUTWuvqHbndfFl-k_sj_Xy5-CHIyaUhdQBmxZtsWH5OI83L_ylKPR8jT3k5m_htdQU9fvIi1njMBGEBgsh1JoAPs0MIhXttyoLSFH0_gem-q1WK8D9VDw9InDIx3Qd8VPBQZGBM7FJXTPNaKE7uoSZx-l8eL89ZactaQ1EDNdmr8at/s1080/OPN%20AGAIN.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1epD7ragjg1iX7qGUTWuvqHbndfFl-k_sj_Xy5-CHIyaUhdQBmxZtsWH5OI83L_ylKPR8jT3k5m_htdQU9fvIi1njMBGEBgsh1JoAPs0MIhXttyoLSFH0_gem-q1WK8D9VDw9InDIx3Qd8VPBQZGBM7FJXTPNaKE7uoSZx-l8eL89ZactaQ1EDNdmr8at/s320/OPN%20AGAIN.png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p data-sourcepos="1:1-4:48" style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; white-space-collapse: preserve; word-break: break-word;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">In Boston's bustling heart, where cobblestones gleam,
A wandering soul sought solace, a culinary dream.
Beneath the city's vibrant gaze, his footsteps did align,
With Currywurst's enticing aroma, a savory sign.</span></span></p><p data-sourcepos="6:1-9:58" style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 24px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve; word-break: break-word;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">Through streets alive with music, his senses did ignite,
The melody of <b>Oneohtrix Point Never,</b> a sonic invite.
In Royale's megaclub, he danced to the beat's embrace,
Where vibrant lights and youthful energy painted his face.</span></span></p><p data-sourcepos="11:1-14:42" style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 24px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve; word-break: break-word;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">As the night grew long, his appetite did stir,
Currywurst's siren call, a culinary allure.
He joined the queue, a mix of faces old and new,
Anticipation brewing, for a taste so true.</span></span></p><p data-sourcepos="16:1-19:51" style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 24px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve; word-break: break-word;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">And there, amidst the crowd, a figure did appear,
A smile familiar, a presence oh so dear.
<b>Daniel Lopatin</b>, the maestro behind the sound,
His presence sparked a joy that could not be bound.</span></span></p><p data-sourcepos="21:1-24:48" style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 24px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve; word-break: break-word;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">With a flourish of his hand, a signature did grace,
The humble paper of a currywurst, a culinary embrace.
A moment etched in time, a memory to hold,
Where music, food, and chance encounters unfold.</span></span></p><p data-sourcepos="21:1-24:48" style="font-family: "Google Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 24px 0px; white-space-collapse: preserve; word-break: break-word;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #04ff00;">Στο 20 o Daniel Lopatin aka Oneohtrix Point Never και το ''Again'' </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJm-Q0mMuBWRzviJ_D29hYbPtcoWCKW4mFsvce3z9QtOvumtxeZJ8j-K9vQ26cj-jEkfNOrjzn4L4MPm02zQ6Nwo9QeGSzBp4srxD-7sPK0YhJ7Y3S85cna61PFU0U2fVaI5tfZUWPs5dGDd_VboLUmHKKv2sDggTil7unnuNuYB36QIpgX4kHfqMbPPlw/s6132/oneohtrix-point-never-again.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6132" data-original-width="6132" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJm-Q0mMuBWRzviJ_D29hYbPtcoWCKW4mFsvce3z9QtOvumtxeZJ8j-K9vQ26cj-jEkfNOrjzn4L4MPm02zQ6Nwo9QeGSzBp4srxD-7sPK0YhJ7Y3S85cna61PFU0U2fVaI5tfZUWPs5dGDd_VboLUmHKKv2sDggTil7unnuNuYB36QIpgX4kHfqMbPPlw/s320/oneohtrix-point-never-again.webp" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
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Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-1282310438738115202022-12-20T13:20:00.002+02:002022-12-20T13:20:31.392+02:00The King. Η Απόλυτη Υστερία<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw6rKojv-SGQ_xK0cdoic_b40SQgLjdfD98di0c2TLII-6wy2i4rZ0RPpaBWA2EGht_aSobqkQbCZrI9Ktlug' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p>O Butler στο Trouble. </p><p>Πέρα από αυτό, το soundtrack του <b>Elvis</b> είναι ένα αριστούργημα από κορυφαίες φωνές της εποχής μας σε επικά τραγούδια και μία μπαρόκ μίξη των genres. O Παράδεισος του adventurous music explorer.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYHjVQPuJEZVk_SuvH8Yro9NZl6PSr1LSOQRTcZPmXHSoVXE2_q10Vwabn-2go4KlzhEO3sRGUZ0zbYD14iJVlwOUM53ZUTUVHlxCtvcu9Tmnv0pCoYTbxULVHYSMcmW7VwLgkkQhYn9aAjKa1y-DeBYhtonSK9sm8mEgIoJJ2oGRTbJOa_u_PacVUg/s1000/elvis-presley-biopic-soundtrack-1653323695-1000x1000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYHjVQPuJEZVk_SuvH8Yro9NZl6PSr1LSOQRTcZPmXHSoVXE2_q10Vwabn-2go4KlzhEO3sRGUZ0zbYD14iJVlwOUM53ZUTUVHlxCtvcu9Tmnv0pCoYTbxULVHYSMcmW7VwLgkkQhYn9aAjKa1y-DeBYhtonSK9sm8mEgIoJJ2oGRTbJOa_u_PacVUg/s320/elvis-presley-biopic-soundtrack-1653323695-1000x1000.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-69538454593037680062022-12-19T14:17:00.001+02:002022-12-19T14:17:35.621+02:00O Άγνωστος από την Τενερίφη<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyR2VDc3bc4nS0AbJNFcqaiil8h1QPT_FEPH47WGJ9_TNTCBdiKsctDJR4_NwKRiHD44zdsIxQOp86SYgIlwA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p></p><p>Του όφειλα το 1 αλλά.. Ο <b>Javier Segura</b> γεννήθηκε το 1955 στην Σάντα Κρουζ της Τενερίφης και άρχισε να γράφει μουσική από τα νιάτα του. Σχεδόν αυτοεξόριστος, κλεισμένος στο σπίτι του, ανάμεσα στον ήχο που κάνουν τα κύματα και οι θύελλες του Ατλαντικού, γράφει διαρκώς, πειραματιζόμενος ανάμεσα σε κλασικές και νέες φόρμες. Η μουσική του μελαγχολική και μελωδική είναι σαν τους λυγμούς στους οποίους ξεσπάει μια ερωτευμένη Σπανιόλα καθώς βλέπει τον αγαπημένο της να αφήνει την τελευταία του πνοή τρυπημένος από τα κέρατα του ταύρου.</p><p>Ο Javier Segura είναι άγνωστος στην πλειοψηφία του κόσμου, ακόμη και στην Ισπανία- ελάχιστοι παράγοντες δισκογραφικών, DJs και μανιώδεις εξερευνητές του πειραματικού ήχου τον γνωρίζουν και διαδίδουν την μουσική του: από τη στιγμή που τον ανακάλυψα στα Discover του Spotify είμαι πλέον ένας από αυτούς. </p><p>Το <b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: "Corbel",sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"><a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=malaguenas+y+piezas+sueltas+2+&sxsrf=ALiCzsaUUuObLwlziPhpHStHMeItyCu3Ng%3A1671451279337&ei=j1KgY-aPFMaB9u8Pz76mmAg&ved=0ahUKEwimk46e0YX8AhXGgP0HHU-fCYMQ4dUDCA8&uact=5&oq=malaguenas+y+piezas+sueltas+2+&gs_lcp=Cgxnd3Mtd2l6LXNlcnAQAzIECCMQJzoKCAAQRxDWBBCwA0oECEEYAEoECEYYAFDUAVifCmDkDWgBcAF4AIABf4gB-QaSAQMxLjeYAQCgAQHIAQXAAQE&sclient=gws-wiz-serp">Malagueñas y Piezas Sueltas 2</a> κυκλοφόρησε το καλοκαίρι του 2022 και είναι αυτό ακριβώς που λέει ο τίτλος του. Μια συλλογή από </span></b><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 15.6933px;">Malagueñas - αργόσυρτα λιγωτικά σπανιόλικα τανγκό - και χύμα κομμάτια. Αναμφίβολα ο καλύτερος</span></b><b><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 15.6933px;"> δίσκος του 2022 - και του έπρεπε να είναι στο 1- αν δεν μου είχε πάρει τα μυαλά αυτός του 1.</span></b></p>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-50945464200045079142022-12-18T17:30:00.001+02:002022-12-18T17:34:46.007+02:00Ο ήχος του Lagos<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw7Mt-LWucF2b5ketVayUINiMtvCWM24ScIS6YSQSbYz1HmkP6jfFOu5RXbThicPGhse1edg2V75jiXs10Ilw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Στο 3 ο ήχος μιας στάσης λεωφορείων: το <b>6°30′33.372″N 3°22′0.66″E</b>. Σε αυτές τις συντεταγμένες βρίσκεται η στάση λεωφορείων <a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=Ojuelegba+bus+station&source=lmns&bih=656&biw=1536&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi92rj-iIP8AhWklv0HHTmoBLEQ_AUoAHoECAEQAA">Ojuelegba</a> στην καρδιά του Lagos στην Νιγηρία. Αυτόν τον ήχο επέλεξε να κάνει άλμπουμ ο σπουδαίος Νιγηριανός καλλιτέχνης <b><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emeka_Ogboh">Emeka Ogmoh</a> </b>περνώντας από τα Σόδομα του Βερολινέζικου <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berghain">Berghain</a> που τον έβγαλε στο κλαρί, στον Παράδεισο της δικής του <a href="http://danfotronics.com/">Danfotronics</a>. O Emeka - διάσημος και βραβευμένος για τη μουσική και τα installations του Νιγηριανός - αποτυπώνει με ζωντανές επί τόπου ηχογραφήσεις και τη μη - μουσική μουσική του τον πραγματικό ήχο της εμβληματικής αυτής πόλης της πατρίδας του σε μία εξωπραγματική ambient σύνθεση: O ήχος της πόλης, μηχανές, αμάξια, θόρυβοι, αναμιγνύονται με τοπικές διαλέκτους και νότες, ένα έργο που σε αφήνει άφωνο- να χαζέψεις ή να χορέψεις?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ίσως ο πιο σπουδαίος δίσκος του 2022. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Άκου το <a href="https://open.spotify.com/album/5ORagktp2f72d9tqOAxz49?si=dhrZ0e-pTw-r-uxzHpHbMA">οπωσδήποτε</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><p><br /></p>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-10531838781790737502022-12-17T14:18:00.001+02:002022-12-17T14:18:55.464+02:004 ΕΤΩΝ 54<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy-Xwsd9Mswc0jmZSpXXiWDF22XcgQeY2ZZyWR1aNEoP78dm29tBFsGssTqO0V52MtqLZCnKKzPISX5H7EA3dqE_ooIDV_T2tWFevIB37UJLbmJF3jAo1ca4u3MGUd1sfQk-_HYJGVphbqLyVpbkw-4EitkPjM5jZ5LISyHMmLoTplUgSlvEjZc4Qbew/s700/a2344065368_16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy-Xwsd9Mswc0jmZSpXXiWDF22XcgQeY2ZZyWR1aNEoP78dm29tBFsGssTqO0V52MtqLZCnKKzPISX5H7EA3dqE_ooIDV_T2tWFevIB37UJLbmJF3jAo1ca4u3MGUd1sfQk-_HYJGVphbqLyVpbkw-4EitkPjM5jZ5LISyHMmLoTplUgSlvEjZc4Qbew/s320/a2344065368_16.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ο <a href="https://el.wikipedia.org/wiki/%CE%9A%CE%B9%CE%BD%CE%B7%CE%BC%CE%B1%CF%84%CE%BF%CE%B3%CF%81%CE%AC%CF%86%CE%BF%CF%82_%CF%84%CE%B7%CF%82_%CE%A0%CE%BF%CE%BB%CF%89%CE%BD%CE%AF%CE%B1%CF%82">Πολωνικός Κινηματογράφο</a>ς έχει παράδοση και μεγάλη ιστορία που ξεκινάει από την ακμή του Κομμουνιστικού καθεστώτος στη χώρα, ακμάζει από τα τέλη της δεκαετίας του 60 και μετά για να φτάσει να παράγει και να εξάγει τεράστια ταλέντα στα τέλη του 20ου αιώνα μεταξύ των οποίων Βάιντα, Πολάνσκι, Κιεσλόφσκι κ.α. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ανάμεσα στις ποιοτικές παραγωγές που θέριζαν βραβεία στα σοβαρά διεθνή κινηματογραφικά φεστιβάλ και για τις οποίες χυνόντουσαν τόνοι μελάνης στα Cahiers Du Cinema, τα Πολωνικά στούντιο έδωσαν χώρο για να γυριστούν και πολλά ντόπια blockbusters.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Σε αυτό το εσωστρεφές για την εποχή πλαίσιο, το 1968 γυρίζεται ένα - ή μάλλον ΤΟ - Πολωνικό western, το <a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0063806/">Wilcze Echa</a> - Η Κραυγή του Λύκου, του <a href="Aleksander Scibor-Rylski">Aleksander Scibor-Rylski</a>. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Την μουσική αναλαμβάνει να γράψει ο 36χρονος τότε <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wojciech_Kilar">Wojciech Kilar</a> - τον ξέρετε, είναι ο άνθρωπος πίσω από πάρα πολλά δημοφιλή και βραβευμένα soundtracks όπως του Dracula (Bram Stoker) και του Πιανίστα. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Ο σπουδαίος συνθέτης κλασικής μουσικής αποφασίζει να πειραματισθεί (και ίσως να διασκεδάσει) και να μπει στο μάτι του Ιταλού ανταγωνιστή του Ennio Morricone γράφοντας ένα επικό soundtrack που συνδυάζει μοναδικά κλασική με western μουσική.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Το έργο μένει στην εμουλσιόν και κυκλοφορεί για πρώτη φορά, μετά από 54 ολόκληρα χρόνια, από την Gad records, remastered από τις αυθεντικές ταινίες του </span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">CeTA Audiovisual Technology Center στο Wrocław και με κομμάτια που δεν υπήρχαν στο φιλμ, στις 28 Ιανουαρίου 2022. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://gadrecords.bandcamp.com/album/wilcze-echa">Απολαύστε το </a></span></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p></p>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580289827301723243.post-84452208275901127802022-12-16T16:56:00.004+02:002022-12-16T16:56:47.058+02:00Tender Is<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRuyCIxS8DN5sR7KfJ6GfLQm_aCjGpODb2wvGsLFqp53Cmyh5NLLdX6-ly6tAicstiMYy9SSCXCLCSosPhChDehzYZRT73MLwrjP5h7w0DUgMZebqo7JlpjHQG02TxQenuQGhy1HDHsW2sctHIyCRDZ2OulHZinEQefaNmjCg_GUoVbPKRB7TfnIBGA/s640/TENDER-IS-THE-NIGHT-e1541175594831.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="640" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRuyCIxS8DN5sR7KfJ6GfLQm_aCjGpODb2wvGsLFqp53Cmyh5NLLdX6-ly6tAicstiMYy9SSCXCLCSosPhChDehzYZRT73MLwrjP5h7w0DUgMZebqo7JlpjHQG02TxQenuQGhy1HDHsW2sctHIyCRDZ2OulHZinEQefaNmjCg_GUoVbPKRB7TfnIBGA/s320/TENDER-IS-THE-NIGHT-e1541175594831.webp" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><i><b>“Strange
children should smile at each other and say, “Let’s play.”</b></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"> </span>Ότι πιο τρυφερό, νοσταλγικό και αγαπησιάρικο άκουσα εδώ και
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<a href="https://spiritualizedband.bandcamp.com/album/everything-was-beautiful">Everything Was Beautiful.</a> </span>Με δάκρυα στα μάτια</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEhL9nH5gLMwtel7bD22CEMhBxZZqjwXaazJqSR2fT3dTVQtG3PRAxrIjeQMDqZVlofCL-EMvFT-sbS1Rv3QKdtlAOxqIXJj-zOSbA4QO4fKS55fwqo0HxubmYxDMevrNe00EBtoyOQQHULJ2ZCQsdGlvHeuJa11jMXZucRo_6v_QOrkcgaNqWxntSiA/s300/%CE%B1%CF%81%CF%87%CE%B5%CE%AF%CE%BF%20%CE%BB%CE%AE%CF%88%CE%B7%CF%82%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEhL9nH5gLMwtel7bD22CEMhBxZZqjwXaazJqSR2fT3dTVQtG3PRAxrIjeQMDqZVlofCL-EMvFT-sbS1Rv3QKdtlAOxqIXJj-zOSbA4QO4fKS55fwqo0HxubmYxDMevrNe00EBtoyOQQHULJ2ZCQsdGlvHeuJa11jMXZucRo_6v_QOrkcgaNqWxntSiA/s1600/%CE%B1%CF%81%CF%87%CE%B5%CE%AF%CE%BF%20%CE%BB%CE%AE%CF%88%CE%B7%CF%82%20(1).jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Avaton Kortezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17850185030444560993noreply@blogger.com0