Friday, June 27, 2008


TYGER- William Blake
An absolutely magical short by Guilherme Marcondes of Brazil, based on a William Blake poem. Tyger blends puppetry, illustration, photography and CGI. Dreamy, mesmerizing, brilliant. Wow.

(From: alexandrianima )
or from:

kira1990shaky1990nnnTYGER YouTube

The Tyger by William Blake

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare sieze the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

chimney sweeper william blake

chimney sweeper by william blakeas a nineteenth century english poet blake depicts the concept of child just after the industrial revolution

Auguries of Innocence- William Blake

"Man was made for Woe and Joy "

"Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to endless night "

for more on William Blake see William Blake
and William Blake Archive

Auguries of Innocence by William Blake

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house filled with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell through all its regions.

A dog starved at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.

A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.

Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.

The game-cock clipped and armed for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.

The wild deer wandering here and there
Keeps the human soul from care.

The lamb misused breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.

The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be beloved by men.

He who the ox to wrath has moved
Shall never be by woman loved.

The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.

He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.

Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the Last Judgment draweth nigh.

He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.

The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them, and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from Slander's tongue.

The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of Envy's foot.

The poison of the honey-bee
Is the artist's jealousy.

The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.

A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.

It is right it should be so:
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know
Through the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.

Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

The babe is more than swaddling bands,
Throughout all these human lands;
Tools were made and born were hands,
Every farmer understands.

Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;
This is caught by females bright
And returned to its own delight.

The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes Revenge! in realms of death.

The beggar's rags fluttering in air
Does to rags the heavens tear.

The soldier armed with sword and gun
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.

The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

One mite wrung from the labourer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands,
Or if protected from on high
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mocked in age and death.

He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.

The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner who sits so sly
Shall never know how to reply.

He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.

The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.

Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.

When gold and gems adorn the plough
To peaceful arts shall Envy bow.

A riddle or the cricket's cry
Is to doubt a fit reply.

The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.

He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.

To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.

The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.

The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding sheet.

The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born.

Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.

Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

We are led to believe a lie
When we see not through the eye
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.

God appears, and God is light
To those poor souls who dwell in night,
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Nick Cave revisited

Due to some technical difficulties many of the videos I have posted are not working properly. I have not determined the problem though it could be due to overload or some misunderstanding with YouTube or my server.So I will be reposting a number of videos over the next couple of weeks. I will try to add other versions or new one.

So here's a couple of my favourites from Nick Cave:
These were taken from the Video site Dailymotion.

Nick Cave : Into My Arms/ Dailymotion Videos
Recorded: 17 November 2006Location: Brazil

Nick Cave: As I Sat Sadly By Her Side

And here's Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds performing Abattoir Blues on the Jules Holland show:

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Jacques Brel on Love And War

Brel If we only have love
Jacques Brel- Quand on n'a que l'amour
( If we only have love )

" If we only have love
We can melt all the guns
And then give the new world
To our daughters and sons
If we only have love
Then Jerusalem stands
And then death has no shadow
There are no foreign lands
If we only have love "

From Daily Motion Videos Belgium

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Thom Yorke - Black Swan / Radiohead / P. J. Harvey / The Mess We're In

Black Swan - Thom Yorke


"Black Swan"

What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight
It's the price you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack you bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train

Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up

People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And laid down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happening
No, it just isn't happening

And it's fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't

You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
Cause I'm right here in your arms today
With your fingers you can touch me

I'm your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, made it to the top
This is fucked up, fucked up

You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up

Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up

Thom Yorke, Radiohead - Speed Painting by Nico Di Mattia
song Street Spirit (fade out )
February 09, 2007 Nico Di Mattia
A time lapse digital painting, in Photoshop. The real time of drawing was 4 hours.
Category: Film & Animation


"Street Spirit (Fade Out)"

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out

This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
[ ]


"The Eraser"

Please excuse me but I got to ask
Are you only being nice
Because you want something
My fairy tale arrow pierces
Be careful how you respond
'Cause you'd not end up in this song
I never gave you an encouragement
And it's doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in

The more you try to erase me
The more, the more
The more that I appear
Oh the more, the more
The more you try the eraser
The more, the more
The more that you appear

You know the answer so why do you ask
I am only being nice
Because I want someone, something
You're like a kitten with a ball of yarn
And it's doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in
Doing me in

The more you try to erase me
The more, the more
The more that I appear
Oh the more, the more
The more I try to erase you
The more, the more
The more that you appear
No, you're wrong, you're wrong
You're wrong, you're wrong
You're wrong, you're wrong
You're wrong

[ ]

For more on Thom Yorke see: wired Thom Yorke and David Byrne at WIRED.COM /12/18/07

also see: blog The Eraser Lyrica

Radiohead ALL I NEED video for MTV's EXIT CAMPAIGN

May 02, 2008 End Exploitation and Trafficking


"All I Need"

I'm the next act
Waiting in the wings

I'm an animal
Trapped in your hot car

I am all the days
That you choose to ignore

You are all I need
You are all I need
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds

I'm a moth
Who just wants to share your light

I'm just an insect
Trying to get out of the night

I only stick with you
Because there are no others

You are all I need
You're all I need
I'm in the middle your picture
Lying in the reeds

It's all wrong
It's all right
It's all wrong

[ ]

This Mess We're in with Trent Parke/ P. J. Harvey & Thom Yorke
the song "this mess we're in" by pj harvey and thom yorke combined with the photographes of trent parke, from his dream/life exhibition.


"This Mess We're In"

Can you hear them?
The helicopters?
I'm in New York
No need for words now
We sit in silence
You look me
In the eye directly
You met me
I think it's Wednesday
The evening
The mess we're in and
The city sun sets over me

Night and day
I dream of
To you now baby
Impossible dream
And I have seen
The sunrise
Over the river
The freeway
Of this mess we're in and
The city sun sets over me

What were you wanting?
I just want to say
Don't ever change now baby
And thank you
I don't think we will meet again
And you must leave now
Before the sunrise
Above skyscrapers
The sin and
This mess we're in and
The city sun sets over me

[ ]

take care,

Friday, June 6, 2008

" WAR, INC. " John Cusack's Satire on The Iraq War

WAR, INC. - John Cusack plays a hit-man for the US Goverment


WAR,INC. John Cusack meets Yonica Babyeah( Hilary Duff )


Though the movie is supposed be taking place in the near future as in the day after tomorrow most of what it satirizes has to a great extent already happened. The Iraq war is the most privatized war in American history. And this is all thanks to Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld and the neocons. The company with some of the biggest contracts in Iraq is Halliburton and its subsidiary KBR : Kellog , Brown & Root. These and other companies have ripped off the American government for a billion here , a billion there. Dick Cheney so happened to be the former CEO of Halliburton. Isn't this a conflict of interest.

Anyway the film is entertaining , funny, satirical, disturbing and a little too close to the truth for most Americans. So it probably not get to play as much as it should . Americans as we know can't handle the truth. They prefer the comforting propaganda of the Bush neocon Noise Machine and Echo-Chamber which helps them to sleep at night.

Film Clips removed by YouTube.

Here's an interview of John Cusack on CBC's THE HOUR with George Stroumboulopoulos
John Cusack on his passion for politics, War Inc. and working with friends in Bulgaria.
Category: Entertainment


Hilary Duff Arrives in Emerald City

Hilary Duff :Yonica BabyYeah- I Want to Blow You Up