snakecharmer

• evil empirein 5. sarkisi.
  
  satelittes and mirrors and a man without a home
  a horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer
  silent in error and vocal in spotlight
  lying always sucking on a bottle of that sweet
  indulgent fluid oh greed oh yes your friendship is a fog
  that disapperas when the wind redirects you. yes you.
  a fathers expectations, soul soaked in spit and urine
  and you gatta make it where
  to a sanctuary that's only a fragile american
  hell an empty dream a slefish, horrific vision
  passed on like the deadliest of viruses crushing you
  so have no illusion boy vomit up all ideals and serve
  sleep and wake, and serve don't think just wake and serve
  your friendship is a fog that disappears when the wind redirects
  you interested in you, interested in you interested in you,
  interested in you interested in you, interested in you
• ing. yilan oynatan kisi.
• bir sylvia plath şiiri..
  
  as the gods began one world, and man another,
  so the snakecharmer begins a snaky sphere
  with moon-eye, mouth-pipe. he pipes. pipes green. pipes water.
  
  pipes water green until green waters waver
  with reedy lengths and necks and undulatings.
  and as his notes twine green, the green river
  
  shapes its images around his songs.
  he pipes a place to stand on, but no rocks,
  no floor: a wave of flickering grass tongues
  
  supports his foot. he pipes a world of snakes,
  of sways and coilings, from the snake-rooted bottom
  of his mind. and now nothing but snakes
  
  is visible. the snake-scales have become
  leaf, become eyelid; snake-bodies, bough, breast
  of tree and human. and he within this snakedom
  
  rules the writhings which make manifest
  his snakehood and his might with pliant tunes
  from his thin pipe. out of this green nest
  
  as out of eden's navel twist the lines
  of snaky generations: let there be snakes!
  and snakes there were, are, will be--till yawns
  
  consume this piper and he tires of music
  and pipes the world back to the simple fabric
  of snake-warp, snake-weft. pipes the cloth of snakes
  
  to a melting of green waters, till no snake
  shows its head, and those green waters back to
  water, to green, to nothing like a snake.
  puts up his pipe, and lids his moony eye.
• gitarcı micky moody ile basçı neil murray, kendilerinin de yer aldığı whitesnake'in 1978-1984 yılları arasındaki sıkı dönemini özlemiş olsalar gerek, biraraya gelip snakecharmer adıyla bir topluluk kurmuşlar. kurmakla kalmayıp bu yılın ocak ayında aynı adla bir de albüm çıkartınca bu babalar, hafif müzikte o dönemleri özleyen bizleri de mutlu etmiş oldular.
  
  vokalde heartland diye bir topluluktan gelen, ses rengi eric martin'i çağrıştıran chris ousey, ikinci gitarda wishbone ash'den laurie wisefield, tuşlu çalgılarda babaların babası rick wakeman'ın oğlu, bir ara ozzy osbourne'la da çalışmış olan adam wakeman, davulda da eski thundercı harry james'in, moody ile murray'e yoldaş olduğu snakecharmer, nitelikli bir rok müziği sunuyor albümü alanlara.
• [sanat kitapları^* almak istiyoruz. de chirico. paul klee. de chirico'nun hayal gücümü ele geçiren tabloları "the disquieting muses" (rahatsızlık veren ilham perileri) ve "on the decline of oracles" (kehanetlerin çöküşü üzerine) (ilk tablosu the enigma of the oracle'dan sonra) üzerine iki ve rousseau'nun^* tabloları - yeşil ve dalgın-ruh hali eseri snakecharmer (yılan oynatıcı^*) - üzerine iki şiir yazdım ve sekiz şiirimden sonuncusu, daha önce söylediğim gibi, the dream ismindeki tablosundaki yadwigha üzerine bir sestina^* oldu.] sylvia plath - the journals of sylvia plath