sy.think/tell

Wednesday, 29 February 2012

Assuming that all things are equal who'd want to be men of the people when there's people like you?

He had always rather liked emergencies. Other people's at any rate. They put your own problems into perspective. It was like being on a ferry. You didn't have to think about what you had to do or where you had to go for the next few hours. It was all laid out for you.
Mark Haddon, A Spot of Bother

You look like you've been for breakfast at the heartbreak hotel and sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to lose

Let yourself go. Pull out from the depths those thoughts that you do not understand, and spread them out in the sunlight and know the meaning of them.
E. M. Forster, A Room With A View

When she laughs the heavens hum a stun gun lullaby

Είναι πλάι μου: ένα κουβάρι..
Μπορώ να νιώσω το τεράστιο, άδειο, βουνό
του κεφαλιού της.
Είναι ζωντανή χασμουριέται,
ξύνει τη μύτη της,
τραβά τα σκεπάσματα.
Σε λίγο θα την καληνυχτίσω με ένα φιλί
και θα κοιμηθούμε.
Πέρα, μακριά, είναι η Σκοτία
και κάτω απ’τη γη
τρέχουν οι τυφλοπόντικες.
Ακούω μέσα στη νύχτα μηχανές,
κι από τον ουρανό ένα κατάλευκο χέρι
μας γνέφει:
καληνύχτα, γλυκιά μου, καληνύχτα.
Charles Bukowski, Η αγάπη είναι ένας σκύλος απ’την κόλαση

And alright lets go outside and rise to the meaning of life, I'm trying but we're all falling out

The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn't stop each other on the street to say I love you. – Everything Is Illuminated, Jonathan Safran Foer

 I didn't say it to hear it back.

Monday, 27 February 2012

Could have shaped heartaches come to find you fall in some velvet morning


All I wanna hear her say is “Are you mine?”

Saturday, 25 February 2012

I'll know the way back if you know the way, but if you are I am quite alright hiding today

He was an insomniac and found it impossible to fall asleep in close proximity to another person. Though it was not far from the truth, he never dared to tell them the whole truth. […] That is why he was so surprised to wake up and find Tereza squeezing his hand tightly. Lying there looking at her, he could not quite understand what had happened.
 Milan Kundera, The unbearable lightness of being

Friday, 24 February 2012

I've been worryin' that we all live our lives in the confines of fear

Who am I, darling to you, who am I? Going to tell you stories of mine, who am I?

Ben Howard at O2 Shepherd's Bush Empire 23/2/2012: με το μεγαλύτερο χαμόγελο από την αρχή ως το τέλος, ήταν όσο ενθουσιασμένος όσο και εμείς. απίστευτα συμπαθητικός και χαρούμενος και τα τραγούδια του μου φέρνουν τόσα συναισθήματα. φίλους, αγάπες, καλοκαίρια, καλοπέραση, παιχνίδια και κρύα απογεύματα στο σπίτι να τραγουδάει ο καθένας από το δωμάτιο του – όλα με κάνει να τα σκέφτομαι. αλλά το χαμόγελο και η συνεπαρμένη φάτσα καθώς παίζει είναι το καλύτερο.
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Thursday, 23 February 2012

That space there before they get to us, ensures that when they do they won't get it all, ever

Well, I always kind of wanted to write a book that all took place within the space of a pop song, you know, like 3 or 4 minutes long. The story, the idea is that... there's this guy. And... he's totally depressed! I mean, his great dream was to be a lover, an adventurer, you know, riding motorcycles through South America, and instead he's sitting at a marble table, eating lobster, and he's got a good job and a beautiful wife, right. You know, everything that he needs. But that doesn't matter, 'cause what he wants is to fight for meaning you know, happiness is in the doing, not in the... getting what you want. So, he's sitting there, and just at a second, his little five year old daughter hops up on the table. And he knows that she should get down 'cause she could get hurt but she's dancing to this pop song, in a summer dress. And he looks down, and all of a sudden, he is sixteen. And... his high school sweetheart is dropping him off, at home. And they've just lost their virginity, and she loves him, and the same song is playing on the car radio, and she climbs up and starts dancing on the roof of the car. And now, now he's worried about her! And she is beautiful, with a... a facial expression just like his daughters'. In fact, you know, maybe that's why he even likes her you see, he knows he's not remembering this dance, he's there. He's there in both moments simultaneously. And just like for an instance, all his life is just folding into itself and it's obvious to him that time is a lie... that's it's all happening all the time and inside every moment is another moment, all... You know, happening simultaneously.
Jesse, Before Sunset

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

I remember that time you told me 'love is touching souls' but surely you touched mine


for my friend Cam who loved this song before everyone else did

Maybe it's the same with people – if you lose your purpose, it's like you're broken

I'd imagine the whole world was one big machine. Machines never come with any extra parts, you know. They always come with the exact amount they need. So I figured, if the entire world was one big machine, I couldn't be an extra part. I had to be here for some reason. Hugo Cabret

Monday, 20 February 2012

And when you say that you need me tonight I can't keep my feelings in disguise

Όλοι περπατάνε και κρατάνε χέρια και είναι 2 χρόνια τώρα που σαγαπάω και θέλω να είσαι εδώ να μου κρατάς και εμένα το χέρι, να ακούμε μουσική με ένα ακουστικό και να μην σκέφτομαι τίποτα. Όταν γυρίσω θα κάνουμε συμπαίκτικο παρτάκι.

I was in a train under a river when I remembered what I wanted to tell you, man

She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud And Incredibly Close

No lonely hands grab my suitcase full of nothing, that big old smile is all you wore

Άμα ήμουν ήρωας σε βιβλίο θα μου τακτοποιούσε κάποιος άλλος τις σκέψεις και θα τις έβαζε έτοιμες στο μυαλό μου

I never thought about love when I thought about home

People never explain to you exactly what they think and feel and how their thoughts and feelings work, do they? They don’t have time. Or the right words. But that’s what books do. It’s as though your daily life is a film in the cinema. It can be fun, looking at those pictures. But if you want to know what lies behind the flat screen you have to read a book. That explains it all.
A Week in December, Sebastian Faulks
Υ.Γ. πού είσαι με το μπλοκάκι σου να με κάνεις χαρούμενη;

Saturday, 18 February 2012

I've seen you out just hanging around, it's what you chose and I suppose you'll need me one day

Καθόταν δίπλα στο παράθυρο και την κοίταζε από το τζάμι. Εκείνη είχε ακουστικά που βούιζαν σε όλο το βαγόνι και τον κοίταζε και εκείνη. Ήταν παράξενος και φαινόταν στεναχωρημένος και χαρούμενος ταυτόχρονα. Χαμογέλαγε λίγο αλλά όταν κοίταζε έξω, στους γκρι τοίχους που κινούνται σαν πύραυλος φαινόταν να είχε σκέψεις που του γέμιζαν το μυαλό με εικόνες γκρι σαν τους τοίχους. Εκείνη τον παρακολουθούσε, μάλλον της φαινόταν ενδιαφέρουσα φάτσα. Όταν κατέβηκε κοιτάχτηκαν και χαμογέλασαν λίγο, σαν να αποχαιρετιούνται από μια γνωριμία που κράτησε λίγο αλλά τους έβαλε σκέψεις για πολύ.

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

I want to know how to make this boy laugh

Δεν χρειαζό- μαστε σπέσιαλ μέρα για αγάπες μόνο σπέσιαλ χαμόγελα κάθε μέρα

If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin

I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.
Dave Eggers, What Is The What

And he carries himself with an almost willful lack of flamboyance

“We know it’s perfect - what we have - because we pick each other up. We feed off each other. There’s an energy, a connection, we’re both feeling it. We’ve got each other’s back. And that’s what you have to have in a duo. And it’s why this works for us - we’ve never thought of it as being a duo. We’re a band. To us, we’re a band, there’s just, erm, you know, two of us.” – Dan Auerbach

Sunday, 12 February 2012

We can sail our laughing pianos along a beam of light

You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view…until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it. Harper Lee, To Kill A Mockingbird

Oh baby can't you see it's shining just for you


BLACK KEYS LIVE

Saturday, 11 February 2012

Clouds covered love's barbed wired snare, strung up, strung out, I just can't go without, I could never drown in

The Black Keys at Alexandra Palace 10/2/2012: Ήταν απίστευτα μάγκες, ο ντράμερ η πιο αστεία φάτσα και τρομερά αποροφημένος από την μουσική του, ο Νταν τραγουδούσε πάρα πολύ ωραία και ήταν πολύ συμπαθητικός ήθελα να τους γνωρίσω να μου πουν τα νέα της περιοδείας τους και να με πάρουν μαζί τους να τους βγάζω φωτογραφίες! Άρχισαν με το 'howlin' for you' και έπαιξαν όλα τα αγαπημένα μου καινούρια και παλιά. Είπαν το 'tighten up' και το 'lonely boy' το ένα μετά το άλλο στο τέλος και όλοι είχαν τρελαθεί. Τα φώτα του 'everlasting light' τα κάνουν όλα πιο ωραία.

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Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Sit next to me before I go, be cruel to me 'cause I'm a fool for you

She listens to the music, she looks around at the things people dropped when they fell asleep or went out of the room, she kisses the boy's arm again and she feels only a kind of sweet nostalgia. She wonders if you can feel nostalgic for something before it's in the past.
Jon McGregor, If Nobody Speaks of Remarkable Things

When it’s over 
I’ve seen it in another, someone stronger, they couldn’t leave it 
until I almost feel to follow

Oh baby, cant you see it shining just for you, loneliness is over dark days are through

Living just to keep going, going just to be sane, all the while I know, such a shame I don't need to get steady I know just how I feel telling you to be ready my dear (το αγαπημένο μου σημείο του tighten up και μετά οι κιθαριές! την παρασκευή λάιβ και δεν μπορώ να περιμένω!)

Tuesday, 7 February 2012

I'm not the kind of fool who's gonna sit and sing to you about stars but last night I looked up into the dark half of the blue and they'd gone backwards

I have been searching from the bottom to the top for such a sight as the one I caught when I saw your fingers dimming in the lights like your used to being told that you're trouble and I spent all night stuck on the puzzle. Alex Turner, Stuck on the puzzle

Sunday, 5 February 2012

So you find a way to take a little with you for the ones you love, there if they need to

Όλοι έχουν ιστορίες δικιές τους, όπως αυτός έχει την ιστορία με το σπαθί. Το σπαθί είναι στο χέρι του, στην έξω μεριά της παλάμης κοντά στον αντίχειρα στο σημείο που πονάει όταν το ζουλάς. Το σπαθί είναι πάντα εκεί - συνήθως κρυμμένο - αλλά εμφανίζεται όταν είναι με κάποιον που τον αγαπάει πολύ και θέλει να τον ζωγραφίσει. Μόνο αυτός που βλέπει το σπαθί μπορεί να τον κάνει δυνατό και τον βοηθάει να νιώθει ανίκητος γιατί είναι αυτός που θα τον σπρώχνει, θα του χαμογελάει όπως του αρέσει και έτσι θα ξέρει.

Saturday, 4 February 2012

Friday, 3 February 2012

No man is an island this I know, but can't you see, maybe you were the ocean

In a town like London there are always plenty of not quite certifiable lunatics walking the streets, and they tend to gravitate towards bookshops. George Orwell, Bookshop Memories

"I’ll try” I say and the girl smiles

Changing the world is good for those who want their names in books. But being happy, that is for those who write their names in the lives of others, and hold the hearts of others as the treasure most dear.
Orson Scott Card, Children of the Mind

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

There’s a story in which my eyes shut, is it late enough

Just give me a second darling to clear my head

I just need more time so get off your low and let's dance like we used to, but there's a light in the distance waiting for me, I will wait for you so get off your low, and let's kiss like we used to. White Lies - Unfinished Business
(το ζευγαράκι είναι: Bob Dylan & Suze Rotolo, 1962)

And why do you look surprised? Ever since I'm in the skies I'm just tryin' to find a space for you and I

Without a driver this bus is lost. Our lives are over. Come aboard if your destination is oblivion— It should be our next stop. We can sit together. You can have the window seat, if you want. But it’s a sad view. Oh enough of this disembling. Let me say plainly: I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you.
Yann Martel, Life of Pi

Just say yes, just say there's nothing holding you back it's not a test nor a trick of the mind only love

Snow Patrol at Glasgow's S.E.C.C. 28/2/2012:
SNOW PATROL LIVE

You put your life into it's hands and it's both cradled you and crushed but now it's time to make your own demands

από την παρασκευή μέχρι προχθές επισκέφθηκα τον πιο αγαπημένο μου κολλητό στην Γλασκώβη! η πόλη της είναι πάρα πολύ ωραία, τα κτίρια σαν κάστρα και το κρύο αντιμετωπίστηκε με τουλάχιστον 4 στρώσεις ρούχων! μου μαγείρεψε πεντανόστιμα φαγητά (δεν με αφήνει καν να πιάνω μαχαίρια και φοβάται να με αφήσει μόνη μου όταν κόβω καρότα στον τρίφτη!), τραγουδήσαμε μαζί δυνατά και της άρεσε ο αγαπημένος μου μάικ ρος.
τα ωραία χριστουγεννιάτικα φωτάκια σας τη νύχτα
το τρελό σου άλμα φίλε
η κατηφόρα που έγιναν οι άπειρες απόπειρες φωτογραφιών
οι 2 κύριοι με τα 2 παγωτά και τους 2 μπάσετ σκυλάκους
το πανεπιστήμιο κάστρο
πόσο χρονών είπαμε έγινα;
κουζέλι in the sun
τα νούμερα μας μέρα νύχτα σαν εμάς
(πόσο πιο διαφορετικές και πόσο πιο ίδιες πια;)

She paints the walls blue and green, singing about her lovers and dreams and explains her helpless desperation

There is a loneliness that can be rocked. Arms crossed, knees drawn up, holding, holding on, this motion, unlike a ship’s, smooths and contains the rocker. It’s an inside kind—wrapped tight like skin. Then there is the loneliness that roams. No rocking can hold it down. It is alive. On its own. A dry and spreading thing that makes the sound of one’s own feet going seem to come from a far-off place.
Toni Morrison, Beloved

Spin me round just to pin me down on the cover of this strange bed, I'll be gone by the nights end


Τον γλυκύτατο τραγουδιστή τον είδα με την Κάρει Μάλιγκαν να γελάνε και να κοιτάνε ξύλινα κουζινικά στον όροφο -1