AVANTEHERMÉTICO

CAMISETA SAMARRETA T-SHIRT HYPE-HYPNOTISM

2012-01-31T16:34:00.002+02:00

CAMISETAS SERIGRAFIA CASEIRA / SILK-SCREEN PRINTING

2011-11-28T16:25:00.001+02:00

Despois de moitos intentos AVANTEHERMETICO comeza a facer camisetas, con medios caseiros usando a técnica de serigrafía, revelando pantallas cunha lámpada de 500 watios e facendo a impresión dunha forma moi lonxe do industrial.
Velaquí os resultados, estos son os 6 deseños iniciais. Existe unha gama de colores e tallas disponibles. Se vos interesa algunha podedes pedilas en avantehermetico@hotmail.es

After many attempts , AVANTEHERMETICO starts making t-shirts, with homemade methods, using silk-screen printing techniques, in ways far from industrial.
Here is the result, these are the 6 initial designs. There is a variety of sizes and colours. If you are interested you can order in avantehermetico@hotmail.es

REFUSE-RESIST CAMISETA / T-SHIRT / SAMARRETA

2011-11-28T16:21:00.002+02:00

AVANTEHERMETICO PAXAROS CAMISETA / T-SHIRT / SAMARRETA

2011-11-28T16:19:00.001+02:00

ALEISTER CROWLEY CAMISETA / T-SHIRT / SAMARRETA

2011-11-28T16:18:00.001+02:00

ALEISTER CROWLEY 2 CAMISETA / T-SHIRT / SAMARRETA

2011-11-28T16:17:00.001+02:00

PARTE DE ATRÁS CAMISETAS

2011-11-28T16:15:00.001+02:00

TEMPUS FUGIT CAMISETA, T-SHIRT, SAMARRETA

2011-11-28T16:12:00.002+02:00

ACE OF SPADES

2011-03-31T22:58:00.002+02:00

PORTADA DISCO SEXPLEASE

2011-03-17T16:40:00.002+02:00

CAMISETA-SAMARRETA-T-SHIRT FRANCO BATTIATO

2011-02-04T16:01:00.004+02:00

Camiseta feita con técnica serigráfica caseira.

Danzig - devils plaything

2011-02-04T15:37:00.000+02:00

EXPOSICIÓN FERLOS CAFÉ BERTAMIRÁNS

2011-02-04T15:27:00.002+02:00

EXPOSICIÓ AVANTEHERMETICO

2010-11-09T21:18:00.002+02:00

Pois si saimos temporalmente da realidade cibernética para expoñernos no MACONDO BAR de Barcelona do 7 ao 28 de Decembro.

PROXECTO TRÍPTICO GRANOLLERS

2010-08-22T17:02:00.002+02:00

A LAPIDO

PARABELLUM

2010-08-12T20:12:00.003+02:00

Evolución a partir dun boceto debuxado nunha foto microscópica da mandibula dunha pulga

AUTORRETRATO

2010-07-30T23:21:00.003+02:00

THY SELF KEEPER

2010-07-19T19:36:00.003+02:00

Novo experimento co Etch a Sketch, a imaxe definitiva foi retocada con tinta e lápiz

ANIMALARIO I- O Cacajo

2010-06-28T01:04:00.002+02:00

KYUSS- Green machine

2010-06-28T01:03:00.000+02:00

Kyuss - Green Machine

2010-06-28T00:44:00.001+02:00

I've got a war inside my head
It's got to set your soul free
I've got a wheel inside my head
A wheel of understanding

I'm a loadin', loadin' my war machine
I'm contributing to the system,
the break down scheme

I'm a shuttin' down, I'm shuttin' down your greed for green
I am here to gun it down,
I gotta do

I see pretty flowers at my feet
Cool breeze, clean air, hospitality
Pretty please, pretty please, pretty please
Get the hell away from me

I'm a loadin', loadin' my war machine
I'm contributing to the system,
the break down scheme

I'm a shuttin' down, I'm shuttin' down your greed for green
I am here to gun it down,
I gotta do

I've got a war inside my head
It's got to set your soul free
I've got a wheel inside my head
A wheel of understanding

I'm a loadin', loadin' my war machine
I'm contributing to the system,
the break down scheme

I'm a shuttin' down, I'm shuttin' down your greed for green, baby
I am here to gun it down,
I gotta do

SOLE SURVIVORS

2010-05-28T02:34:00.001+02:00

A Penny

HUMAN RESOURCES

2010-05-10T11:17:00.003+02:00

Unha das primeiras incursións avantehermeticas dentro da cor, reciclando un vello debuxo en blanco e negro xa aparecido por aqui.

SKID ROW- 18 And Life

2010-05-10T11:16:00.000+02:00

FLESH TEMPLE, o templo de carne

2010-05-02T17:42:00.004+02:00

detalle

RELEASING THE ANGER

2010-04-05T17:58:00.003+02:00

Interpretación dunha foto de Orestis Panagiotou.

Alkinoos Ioannidis - o Proskynitis

2010-03-01T13:23:00.000+02:00

EX LIBRIS VI

2010-03-01T13:14:00.001+02:00

EX LIBRIS V

2010-02-22T13:18:00.001+02:00

Son esos pensamentos
como páxaros
picando na cabeza,
motores de imaxinación e ciencia.

DESTINO

2010-02-22T13:17:00.002+02:00

A FERTILIDADE CON POSTURA RARA

2010-02-22T13:15:00.002+02:00

W. SOMERSET MAUGHAM-THE MAGICIAN

2010-02-09T12:24:00.005+02:00

"Yet magic is no more than the art of employing consciously invisible means to produce visible effects. Will, love, and imagination are magic powers that everyone possesses; and whoever knows how to develop them to their fullest extent is a magician. Magic has but one dogma, namely, that the seen is the measure of the unseen."

1908

PLANTILLA

2010-02-09T12:14:00.001+02:00

O SACRO

2010-01-13T22:42:00.002+02:00

Edith Piaf - Padam Padam

2010-01-13T22:41:00.000+02:00

ROCKSTAR

2009-12-24T13:54:00.003+02:00

Xogando cun antigo poster de Ozzy Osbourne e unha cornamenta mercada en Negreira. Esto é o que saiu cun filtro avantehermético.

A VIRXE ESCURA

2009-12-24T13:53:00.002+02:00

ALEISTER CROWLEY

2009-12-24T13:49:00.004+02:00

Serie de tratamentos de clásicas fotos de A. Crowley aparecidas no seu momento na publicación periódica The Equinox.

SEXPLEASE-Inner Tour n

2009-12-05T17:35:00.004+02:00

Enésimo cartel de SEXPLEASE modificando unha fotografia, "a seance" de William Hope, circa 1920.

AEROPORTO

2009-12-04T21:08:00.004+02:00

Detalle modificado

SEXPLEASE- Inner Tour 2009

2009-11-16T06:47:00.002+02:00

Eleftheria Arvanitaki - Parapono - H Xenitia (lyrics)

2009-10-15T04:16:00.002+02:00

Decídome a poñer de novo esta grandisima canción tras ser surpimido o antigo video uns post atrás. Esta nova versión enche ainda mais...
Ten as letras traducidas ó inglés, usa a palabra krasi (viño) o cal multiplica o seu poder inspirador

A PRESENZA

2009-10-15T03:53:00.002+02:00

A Panagiota

THE MAGUS

2009-10-07T05:26:00.003+02:00

O outro dia merquei un Etch a Sketch de segunda man, sei que levo uns cantos anos de retraso, pero isto é o que saiu da pantalla despois dunhas cantas voltas. O debuxo final está un pouco retocado co paint.

A MEDUSA DO AEROPORTO DE VANCOUVER

2009-08-29T08:31:00.003+02:00

FLOTA ENTRE AS VÉRTEBRAS DO VIAXEIRO

NO CAMIÑO

2009-07-19T22:55:00.002+02:00

CAMISETA AVANTEHERMÉTICA

2009-06-25T00:48:00.002+02:00

avantehermetico@hotmail.es

MULLER

2009-06-24T16:47:00.000+02:00

FRATER PERDURABO III

2009-06-19T00:43:00.003+02:00

Outro tributo a A. Crowley a partir dunha fotografía súa

AMENCER

2009-06-11T01:30:00.000+02:00

PARQUE DAS TRES CHIMENEAS- BARCELONA

2009-06-07T17:31:00.002+02:00

A LOITA

2009-05-31T03:35:00.002+02:00

Experimento en pintura sobre tela, con certos tratamentos posteriores.

NAS PAREDES

2009-05-31T03:31:00.001+02:00

BOLSA AVANTEHERMÉTICA

2009-05-31T03:26:00.002+02:00

avantehermetico@hotmail.es

MARILLION-Script for a Jester's Tear

2009-05-31T03:18:00.002+02:00

So here I am once more
In the playground of the broken hearts
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned
Yet another emotional suicide
Overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you
Too late to restage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday

I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts
I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts
Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play
The game is over, the game is over

So here I am once more
In the playground of the broken hearts
I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts
The game is over

Yet another emotional suicide
Overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts, roundabouts, the game is over

Too late to say I love you
Too late to restage the play
The game is over

I act the role in classic style
Of a martyr carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song
To write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream
To exercise this silent scream
A scream that's born from sorrow

I never did write that lovesong
The words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of morning
And examine the shadows on the other side of morning
Promised wedding now a wake
Promised wedding now a wake, awake

The fool escaped from paradise
Will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer "Why?"
As you grow up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and found your frog
Remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears

So I'll hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game
I've gone solo in the game, but the game is over

Can you still say you love me
Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me, the jester's tear

Can you still say you love me
Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me?

The jester's tear, the jester's tear
Do you love me

MARILLION-Script For A Jester's Tear

2009-05-31T03:00:00.001+02:00

EX LIBRIS IV

2009-05-09T03:22:00.002+02:00

AVANTEHERMETICO- GRANOLLERS

2009-04-18T17:37:00.001+02:00

FRANCO BATTIATO-UP PATRIOTS TO ARMS

2009-04-18T17:24:00.002+02:00

La fantasia dei popoli che è giunta fino a noi
non viene dalle stelle...
alla riscossa stupidi che i fiumi sono in piena
potete stare a galla.
E non è colpa mia se esistono carnefici
se esiste l'imbecillità
se le panchine sono piene di gente che sta male.

Up patriots to arms, Engagez-Vous
la musica contemporanea, mi butta giù.

L'ayatollah Khomeini per molti è santità
abbocchi sempre all'amo
le barricate in piazza le fai per conto della borghesia
che crea falsi miti di progresso
Chi vi credete che noi siam, per i capelli che portiam,
noi siamo delle lucciole che stanno nelle tenebre.

Up patriots to arms, Engagez-Vous
la musica contemporanea, mi butta giù.

L'Impero della musica è giunto fino a noi
carico di menzogne
mandiamoli in pensione i direttori artistici
gli addetti alla cultura...
e non è colpa mia se esistono spettacoli
con fumi e raggi laser
se le pedane sono piene
di scemi che si muovono.

Up patriots to arms, Engagez-Vous
la musica contemporanea, mi butta giù.

COROAS SUECAS

2009-04-18T17:04:00.002+02:00

EX LIBRIS III

2009-04-09T23:52:00.004+02:00

Danse Macabre - 1922

2009-04-09T23:50:00.000+02:00

EX LIBRIS II

2009-04-04T02:56:00.002+02:00

ALEISTER CROWLEY. Camiseta, t-shirt, samarreta

2009-03-21T17:19:00.003+02:00

Velaquí a nova camiseta avantehermética, todavía unha versión primixénia. A intención e facela nunha tirada mais grande, con calidade serigráfica se hai xente interesada en mercala.

avantehermetico@hotmail.es

EX LIBRIS

2009-03-12T12:55:00.004+02:00

Velaqí un adianto do que será unha colección de EX LIBRIS que aparecerá de aqui o Vran.

COMPARSA

2009-03-03T14:20:00.002+02:00

JACQUES BREL-Dans le Port d'Amsterdam

2009-03-01T18:49:00.000+02:00

JACQUES BREL-Dans le Port d'Amsterdam

2009-03-01T18:41:00.001+02:00

Brel Jacques
Miscellaneous
Amsterdam
Paroles et musique : Jacques Brel
(c) 1964, Éditions Pouchenel, Bruxelles

1 Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y'a des marins qui chantent
Des rêves qui les hantent
Au large d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y'a des marins qui dorment
Comme des oriflammes
Le long des berges mornes
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y'a des marins qui meurent
Pleins de bières et de drames
Aux premières lueurs
Mais dans l'port d'Amsterdam
Y'a des marins qui naissent
Dans la chaleur épaisse
Des langueurs océanes.

2 Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y'a des marins qui mangent
Sur des nappes trop blanches
Des poissons ruisselants
Ils vous montrent des dents
À croquer la fortune
À décroisser la lune,
À bouffer des haubans
Et ça sent la morue
Jusque dans l' coeur des frites
Que leurs gross' mains invitent
À revenir en plus
Puis se lèvent en riant
Dans un bruit de tempête
Referment leur braguette
Et sortent en rotant.

3 Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y'a des marins qui dansent
En se frottant la panse
Sur la panse des femmes
Et ils tournent et ils dansent
Comm' des soleils crachés
Dans le son déchiré
D'un accordéon rance
Ils se tordent le cou
Pour mieux s'entendre rire
Jusqu'à c' que tout-à-coup
L'accordéon expire
Alors d'un geste grave,
Alors d'un regard fier
Ila ramènent leur batave
Jusqu'en pleine lumière.

4 Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y'a des marins qui boivent
Et qui boivent et reboivent
Et qui reboivent encore
Ils boivent à la santé
Des putains d'Amsterdam
D'Hambourg ou d'ailleurs
Enfin ils boivent aux dames
Qui leur donnent leur joli corps
Qui leur donnent leur vertu
Et pour une pièce en or
Et quand ils ont bien bu
Se plantent le nez au ciel
Se mouch'nt dans les étoiles
Et ils pissent comm' je pleure
Sur les femmes infidèles
Dans le port d'Amsterdam,
Dans le port d'Amsterdam.

POLEMIKÓS

2009-02-15T18:57:00.002+02:00

HIPNOSE

2009-01-31T21:56:00.001+02:00

Tomeime a liberdade de coller prestada a imaxe orixinal, descoñezo o nome do autor.

PREMIATA FORNERIA MARCONI-Impressioni di Settembre

2009-01-31T21:25:00.003+02:00

Impressioni di settembre
Premiata Forneria Marconi (PFM)
Mogol - Pagani - Mussida

(1971)

Quante gocce di rugiada intorno a me
cerco il sole, ma non c'è.
Dorme ancora la campagna, forse no,
è sveglia, mi guarda, non so.
Già l'odor di terra, odor di grano
sale adagio verso me,
e la vita nel mio petto batte piano,
respiro la nebbia, penso a te.
Quanto verde tutto intorno, e ancor più in là
sembra quasi un mare d'erba,
e leggero il mio pensiero vola e va
ho quasi paura che si perda...
Un cavallo tende il collo verso il prato
resta fermo come me.
Faccio un passo, lui mi vede, è già fuggito
respiro la nebbia, penso a te.
No, cosa sono adesso non lo so,
sono un uomo, un uomo in cerca di se stesso.
No, cosa sono adesso non lo so,
sono solo, solo il suono del mio passo.
e intanto il sole tra la nebbia filtra già
il giorno come sempre sarà.

DANZA PÓNTICA

2009-01-31T20:40:00.003+02:00

Danza polemikós,
isto é para a guerra,

supoñemos a fuxida,
os recordos gardados
na casa das arañas.

Estamos feitos de moita auga
e hai tritóns e salamandras.
E esos demos que agarran as pernas
transparentes.

O animal salta
sobre ramas de espiño
nunha xungla inventada.

CORPO COMA TEMPLO

2009-01-25T18:49:00.001+02:00

Canción Para Una Discoteca- LEOPOLDO MARÍA PANERO

2009-01-25T18:37:00.002+02:00

No tenemos fé
al otro lado de esta vida
sólo espera el rock and roll
lo dice la calavera que hay entre mis manos
baila, baila el rock and roll
para el rock el tiempo y la vida son una miseria
el alcohol y el haschisch no dicen nada de la vida
sexo, drogas y rock and roll
el sol no brilla por el hombre,
lo mismo que el sexo y las drogas;
la muerte es la cuna del rock and roll.
Baila hasta que la muerte te llame
y diga suavemente entra
entra en el reino del rock and roll.

“Poesía” 1970 - 1985

O HOME QUE ARRINCOU OS PÁXAROS DA CABEZA

2009-01-15T00:47:00.001+02:00

BLACK SABBATH

2009-01-11T16:04:00.002+02:00

DISCOTECA

2008-12-16T13:50:00.003+02:00

NECRONAUTAS

2008-12-07T23:30:00.002+02:00

TUNGSTENO LIVE T.N.T. COMPOSTELA

2008-10-12T19:36:00.002+02:00

MOUCHOS LEVAN NOITE A WELLINGTON

2008-09-07T02:15:00.003+02:00

A AMIZADE NEGRA

2008-09-07T02:07:00.002+02:00

STATE OF GRACE

2008-09-07T02:04:00.001+02:00

DANIEL JOHNSTON-I Had Lost My Mind 1982

2008-09-07T01:58:00.003+02:00

I had lost my mind.
I lost my head for a while was off my rocker outta line, outta wack.
See I had this tiny crack in my head
That slowly split open and my brain snoozed out,
Lyin' on the sidewalk and I didn't even know it.
I had lost my mind.

Why, i was sitting in the basement when I first realized it was gone.
Got I my car rushed right over to the lost and found.
I said "pardon me but I seem to have lost my mind."
She said "Well can you identify it please?"
I said "Why sure its a cute little bugger
About yea big a little warped from the rain"
She said "Well then sir this must be your brain"
I said "Thank you ma'am I'm always losin' that dang thing."

I had lost my mind.

INNER TOUR II

2008-08-30T14:15:00.003+02:00

Feliz aniversario a Miúltimodia.

DANSE MACABRE

2008-08-16T19:56:00.002+02:00

MOUCHOS

2008-08-09T16:56:00.000+02:00

A Panagiota

MADAME TETRALLINI

2008-08-03T11:43:00.006+02:00

Así é como se fan os monstros
Madame Tetrallini
cubrindo os teus fillos
co lume de leite,

monstros.

Sae dos peitos
e queda quedo Honk Kong,
hai que irse
cando se derrete o plástico
en Sanxoán,

e os ríos de reloxios

e o aceite

pingado nas rúas
tamén arden en Barcelona,

Madame Tetrallini
desta vez
agochámonos no metro
cheo de noite.

Freaks,Tod Browning 1932

CAMISETAS-SAMARRETAS-T-SHIRTS LOS INÚTILES

2008-07-22T00:17:00.006+02:00

VELAQUI ESTÁN AS CAMISETAS DE LOS INÚTILES NUNHA TIRADA LIMITADA DE 50, EN DIFERENTES TALLAS, SE VOS INTERESA ALGUNHA CONTACTADE EN avantehermetico@hotmail.es

MESMERISMO

2008-07-12T12:12:00.003+02:00

SEXPLEASE-INNER TOUR 2008

2008-07-02T13:22:00.002+02:00

Velaqui o que será o cartel do próximo concerto de Sexplease en Compostela, a data e a localización todavía son un enigma. Mentres tanto aquí esta proxección gráfica do que alí veremos. Anatomía Imposible, rock and roll raro, SEXPLEASE

Patti Smith - Horses

2008-07-02T13:21:00.000+02:00

Patti Smith - Horses

2008-07-02T13:11:00.000+02:00

The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was sliding up the hallway
He merged perfectly with the hallway,
He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

The boy looked at johnny, johnny wanted to run,
But the movie kept moving as planned
The boy took johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in johnny
The boy disappeared, johnny fell on his knees,
Started crashing his head against the locker,
Started crashing his head against the locker,
Started laughing hysterically

When suddenly johnny gets the feeling hes being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White shining silver studs with their nose in flames,
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
And you twist the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
Got to lose control and then you take control,
Then youre rolled down on your back and you like it like that,
Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi

Life is filled with holes, johnnys laying there, his sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, oh, pretty boy,
Cant you show me nothing but surrender ?
Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,
Taped to his chest theres the answer,
You got pen knives and jack knives and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
Then he cries, then he screams, saying
Life is full of pain, Im cruisin through my brain
And I fill my nose with snow and go rimbaud,
Go rimbaud, go rimbaud,
And go johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi

Theres a little place, a place called space
Its a pretty little place, its across the tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that,
And the name of the band is the
Twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes,
Twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes

Baby calm down, better calm down,
In the night, in the eye of the forest
Theres a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair,
I didnt waste time, I just walked right up and saw that
Up there -- there is a sea
Up there -- there is a sea
Up there -- there is a sea
The seas the possibility
There is no land but the land
(up there is just a sea of possibilities)
There is no sea but the sea
(up there is a wall of possibilities)
There is no keeper but the key
(up there there are several walls of possibilities)
Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities.
(up there)
I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor
(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my knee
(on the screen)
And I looked at johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame
(in the heart of man)
The waves were coming in like arabian stallions
Gradually lapping into sea horses
He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat
(the spoon)
And let it deep in
(the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening in my hand
And I felt the arrows of desire

I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area
(go rimbaud go rimbaud go rimbaud)
And go johnny go and do the watusi,
Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...
Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling
Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes were together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
And my fingers all entwined through the air,
I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers,
(I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
The hairs were like wires going through my body
I I thats how i
Thats how i
I died
(at that tower of babel they knew what they were after)
(they knew what they were after)
[everything on the current] moved up
I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth,
Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility
Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities
Theres no land but the land

Looked at my hands, and theres a red stream
That went streaming through the sands like fingers,
Like arteries, like fingers
(how much fits between the eyes of a horse? )
He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
He opened his throat (your eyes)
His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands
The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard,
No one heard that cry,
No one heard (johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat,
(his fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
And so he seized the first
(his vocal chords shot up)
(possibility)
(like mad pituitary glands)
It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate
(there is nothing happening at all)
And go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep
Saw this sweet young thing (fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter

In the sheets
There was a man
Dancing around
To the simple
Rock & roll
Song

Ψαραντώνη.Psarantonis

2008-06-21T19:06:00.001+02:00

Música escura dende a illa de Creta.

LOS INÚTILES - Sala Ardora, Porto do Son 1-AGOSTO-2008

2008-06-19T01:17:00.003+02:00

LOS INÚTILES - Sala Ardora, Porto do Son 1-mar-2008

2008-06-19T01:15:00.001+02:00

CÁUSTICO

2008-06-13T00:49:00.001+02:00

Eadweard Muybridge

2008-06-13T00:43:00.004+02:00

O XOGO

2008-06-04T02:12:00.002+02:00

ELEFTHERIA ARVANITAKI-Η ΞΕΝΙΤΙΑ (I XENITIA)

2008-06-04T01:31:00.002+02:00

Aqui vai unha aproximación a esta grande canción, recomendovos que tentedes atopar a versión orixinal xa que esta esta en directo e como cortada. Canción tradicional armenia, con arranxos e adaptada por Ara Dinkjian, letra de Lina Nikolakopoulou.
Gracias a Panagiota por descubrirma.

AUTOMATIC

2008-05-28T19:45:00.002+02:00