14.3.10

A girl on ( a sweet' n' sour) Sunday



My wet Calvin - Sweet' n Sour
My bloody Valentine - Sugar
The Radio Dept. - The city limit
The Jesus & Mary Chain - Kill Surf city
The pains of being pure at heart - Come Saturday
Curve - Ten little girls
The Horrors - Sea within a sea
Spacemen 3 - Losing touch with my mind
Mazzy Star - Disappear
Moscow Olympics - What Is Left Unsaid

Ουμβέρτος περούκα



All All And All

All all and all the dry worlds lever,
Stage of the ice, the solid ocean,
All from the oil, the pound of lava.
City of spring, the governed flower,
Turns in the earth that turns the ashen
Towns around on a wheel of fire.

How now my flesh, my naked fellow,
Dug of the sea, the glanded morrow,
Worm in the scalp, the staked and fallow.
All all and all, the corpse's lover,
Skinny as sin, the foaming marrow,
All of the flesh, the dry worlds lever.


All all and all the dry worlds couple,
Ghost with her ghost, contagious man
With the womb of his shapeless people.
All that shapes from the caul and suckle,
Stroke of mechanical flesh on mine,
Square in these worlds the mortal circle.


Flower, flower the people's fusion,
O light in zenith, the coupled bud,
And the flame in the flesh's vision.
Out of the sea, the drive of oil,
Socket and grave, the brassy blood,
Flower, flower, all all and all.


DYLAN THOMAS