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"
November 26, 2011
The younger generation remains unimpressed
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"
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"
July 18, 2011
And the pirate stories stopped
May 2011, IstanbulSoaring over the sea
with the wind in her sails and a knife in her teeth
at the helm of a ship on its way to a distant shore
Bermuda or Thailand
an uncharted island
Sandy, we’re all getting older
What will they do with us
when they are through with us?
Sandy, what are we sailing for?
~ Evelyn Evelyn, "Sandy Fishnets"
with the wind in her sails and a knife in her teeth
at the helm of a ship on its way to a distant shore
Bermuda or Thailand
an uncharted island
Sandy, we’re all getting older
What will they do with us
when they are through with us?
Sandy, what are we sailing for?
~ Evelyn Evelyn, "Sandy Fishnets"
July 10, 2011
Some denied and some replied
April 2011, Mahmutpaşa Bazaar, IstanbulWhat care I for your goose feather bed
With the sheets turned down so bravely
Well I may sleep on the cold hard ground
Along with the Black Jack Davy
Then I'll kick off my high heeled shoes
Made of the Spanish leather
And I'll put on my lowland brogues
And skip it o'er the heather
~ Steeleye Span, "Black Jack Davy"
Pink scarf
April 2011, Mahmutpaşa Bazaar, IstanbulThen she has blessed the rainy night
Cold, haily, windy night
Then she has cursed the rainy night
That she opened and she let him in-o
~ Steeleye Span, "Cold haily rainy right"
Tough choice
April 2011, Mahmutpaşa Bazaar, IstanbulMother, mother, make my bed
Make for me a winding sheet
Wrap me up in a cloak of gold
See if i can sleep
~ Steeleye Span, "Little Sir Hugh"
Thresher
April 2011, Mahmutpaşa Bazaar, IstanbulOne misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather
I met with an old man a-clothéd all in leather
He was clothéd all in leather with a cap beneath his chin
Singing "How d' you do and how d' you do and how d' you do again?"
~ Steeleye Span, "Misty moisty morning"
Truest of hands
April 2011, Mahmutpaşa Bazaar, IstanbulWhen you're standing by the roadside
And it's a long way to go
Well, I'll carry you
If you carry me, friend
~ Levellers, "Carry me"
King
April 2011, Mahmutpaşa Bazaar, IstanbulKing of the road says you move too slow
~ Fu Manchu, "King of the road"
June 23, 2011
For the boy
April 2011, Kapalı Çarşı, Istanbul
No second thoughts, the knife is nearing
You'll never hear the little pitter-patter pitter-patter
of this little feat of engineering
Of course I love you
and of course it's what's inside that matters
~ The Dresden Dolls, "Sex changes"
Façade I
April 2011, İstiklâl Caddesi, IstanbulHey, how often can you photograph a building with the sunlight coming out from behind the windows?
Excellent businessmen IV
April 2011, İstiklâl Caddesi, IstanbulTake comfort, my sisters and brothers
The chicken man will come
~ Evelyn Evelyn, "Chicken man"
Excellent businessmen III
April 2011, İstiklâl Caddesi, IstanbulStop moving, they’re taking a picture.
Smile for the camera, Evelyn!
~ Evelyn Evelyn, "A campaign of shock and awe"
Excellent businessmen I
April 2011, İstiklâl Caddesi, IstanbulLadies and gentlemen, critics and hipsters,
have you heard the new disc by the Evelyn Sisters?
Seamlessly floating with grace between eras and genres,
they sing timeless new songs, rife with double entendres.
~ Evelyn Evelyn, "A campaign of shock and awe"
Inside the dragon
April 2011We must hang up in the belfry where the bats and moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past
And to the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge
~ Bright Eyes, "At the bottom of everything"
Strait
April 2011After all this time, I understand nothing at all about colour. Absolutely nothing. It's impressing. I can only admit defeat and let GIMP handle it.
How does colour work? What does it mean? How should it be? How was it when I took the picture? Does GIMP know what it's doing? Do I, for that matter? No. No, I don't.
Up
April 2011"And suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out. And they started falling, thirty thousand feet... And then they splashed into the deep blue sea. Oh, it was a wonderful splash."
~ Bright Eyes, "At the bottom of everything"
Whoosh
April 2011, Athens International AirportWe must blend into the choir, sing in static with the whole
We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul
And in this endless race for property and privilege to be won
We must run
~ Bright Eyes, "At the bottom of everything"
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