One, two, three, four, five

2011

Hunt the hare
and turn her down the rocky road
all the way to Dublin
whack follol de rah

~ "The rocky road to Dublin"

No man's land

June 2011, Panepistimiou, Athens

And I can't help but wonder, young Willie McBride,
do all those who lie here know why they died?

~ Eric Bogle, "No man's land (The Green Fields of France)"

The younger generation remains unimpressed

June 2011, Syntagma, Athens

Up the ladder I did grope
And the hangman pulled the rope
And ne'er a word I spoke
Tumbling down

~ "Sam Hall"

Skulk

June 2011, Patissia, Athens

I think I ought to tell her that the English left in failure
and they don't go back to France except on hols
But I saw her vivisect a man who wanted to correct her
and the playground soon resembled Grand Guignol

~ 8in8, "The problem with the saints (Joan of Arc)"

There and back again

May 2011

I am a traveler, third class
My name is hello, how are you
Is this seat taken, you may ask,
of the traveler in third class

~ Golem, "Train across Ukraine"

Fog, rain, unnerving police vehicles

May 2011, Taksim, Istanbul

When the wars are finally over and the damage has been done
And the mushroom cloud has darkened out the lifeblood of the sun
There will be no fucking countries, there will be no fucking one
When the wars are finally over and the damage has been done

~ Meisce, "When the guns have all been fired"

Obligatory III

May 2011, Istanbul

When the guns have all been fired and the ammunition's gone
And the corpses lie in bloody pools to wait the break of dawn
There will be no mound of earth left which to raise your flag upon
When the guns have all been fired and the ammunition's gone

~ Meisce, "When the guns have all been fired"

Frozen

May 2011, Antigoni

Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind
Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand
Wailing away on the wall on the strand
As you danced to the Turkish song of the damned

~ The Pogues, "Turkish song of the damned"

The munchies

May 2011, Antigoni

Succumbing to nostalgia II

May 2011, Antigoni

You'll miss the feeling you'll get when reminiscing of your first love, thirty years after the fact

~ Bobby Gaylor, "Suicide"

P.S. Less than thirty, more than twenty five...

Succumbing to nostalgia I

May 2011, Antigoni

And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white
This shadow hanging over me is no trick of the light
The spectre on my back will soon be free
The dead have come to claim a debt from thee

~ The Pogues, "Turkish song of the damned"

Welcome committee

May 2011, Antigoni

One giant leap

May 2011, Istanbul