December 27, 2015

December In A Box

I stole the idea from Laura. I think it’s going to be hard to keep up with monthly lists and things but I promise to try (every now and then).

Sound and Vision
*The Sisters of Mercy Live: one day, Andrew Eldritch will give a damn and we’ll see an actual band performing – dreaming is free.
*The Frozen Autumn Live: I always preferred them as a duo; glad to see they are back to that.
*Editors, “In Dream”: a good record; missed their gig a few weeks ago, but I am sure they will be back again, soon.
*Muse “Drones”: maybe a bit uneven. Muse is another band I need to see live.

*The Frankenstein Chronicles: disappointing ending but I can live with it because the rest of the show was good enough. Spoilers: Sean Bean dies.
*The Knick Season 2: such a great show, with such an interesting soundtrack – although not as forceful as in the previous season.
*Doctor Who Christmas Special: now that the series is over, I‘ll write a little something about it, like I always do about this time of the year.
*The Danish Girl: a zillion historical inaccuracies. Expect a work of fiction, not a biography. Redmayne and Vikander were both astounding.

The Walk
*“Mario Merz - Numbers Are Prehistoric”, The Museum of Cycladic Art: extremely masculine; maybe too much for my liking.
*“Digital Revolution”, Onassis Cultural Centre: I liked the “Digital Archaeology” part more than the contemporary displays.
*“The Architect’s Workshop”, The Benaki Museum: nicely staged, interesting crowd.
*“SWISS NOW: Contemporary Swiss Approaches to Architecture”, The Benaki Museum: for informative reasons only.

Black Snake Bookmark
*Technical books regarding concrete and stone structures (practicing slow death).
*The Psychopathology of Everyday Life, Sigmund Freud (I can’t stand Freud – part of the “slow death” current theme).
*Women in Ancient Greek Literature, Angel Martinez Fernandez (not nearly as interesting as one might think).

A Makis Skiadaresis print of the “Farewell Handshake” made it to the collection.

A proper post of this find, soon.

December 9, 2015


Last Sunday, I finally saw the Sisters of Mercy live (the original October date was pushed forward to December due to an “outbreak of illness in the band and crew”). I had seen them before and knew what to expect. Nonetheless, hope dies last.

I don’t know if it was a band or a venue issue, but I can safely say that the music I play at my house sounds clearer and probably louder. Now, setlist–wise, they were way too many “Vision Thing” tracks in it, if you ask me, (which is not exactly their best work) and somehow they managed to make the rest of the songs sound like they were off “Vision Thing”, too (even the cover tracks). “Alice” was a good moment (made my bones move quite a bit) and probably “Dominion/Mother Russia”, as well. Eldritch was in a great form vocally and the band well-rehearsed (cough cough).

The crowd seemed tired and not in the least excited. I felt bad for the band but I guess that's what happens when you play speed-up, cut versions of your own songs; not to mention in the lowest possible volume.

The moment it felt like something was about to happen (although it never did):

Note: Mani Deum, the (Greek) opening act, were great. But, six and a half hours of homework prior to the gig, made me a tad anxious to just get over with everything else and skip to the Sisters instead. I promise to pay more attention next time.

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December 2, 2015

November 23, 2015

Tales From The Crypt

I found my old sketchbook today and I thought I would share a little something with you. I am currently in waiting mode and a bit restless to be honest, hence the fossil excavations. You wouldn’t believe the discoveries I’ve made so far – if I ever run out of ideas, I have a box full of them (old ones, yet interesting enough for future projects).

Meanwhile, Bowie just released a new single (Blackstar), which is surprisingly good. Ah, David. It’s been so long (pun intended). I feel optimistic about the album, too.

And, speaking about music (and Davids), McAlmont & Butler reunited for a series of shows to promote the deluxe reissue of their albums. I had to mention. I love them too much not to.

P.S. No sponsors in the dungeon. I just love music, damn it.

November 18, 2015

Outtakes VI

In Memoriam: This is the last time you see a picture of the infamous black clay hand. I lost control of the room divider while trying to move it from one side of the apartment to the other (too heavy for my muscles), which then fell flat on the randomly placed iron glass top coffee table where I keep my odds and things, and knocked everything off. The black clay hand didn’t make it. It wouldn’t glue back together either. I tried. Synthetic clay is evil that way.

I felt like writing something today, so it was either this or a dirty limerick. Next time I‘ll go for the dirty limerick.

November 12, 2015

The Horror Game

It’s been quite a while since my last horror movie related post, because:

(A) I have watched too many horror movies to mention
(B) I have watched too many horror movies to mention; and they were all shite
(C) Things have changed dramatically around here, time-wise
(D) All of the above

Dark was the night (2015): Dark Was The Night is loosely based on the “Devil's Footprints”, a phenomenon that occurred in 1855 in Devon, England (it had to be Devon), when after a heavy snowfall, trails of hoof-like marks appeared overnight in the snow, covering a total distance up to 100 miles. It easily made it to my top 10 horror movies of 2015 (so far). Good scene pacing, strong character focus. If only I could un-see the monster’s face (the Sandworm is back - Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice!).

Hellmouth (2014): A tormented and lost in a world where reality and fantasy meddle grave-keeper, enters the Gates of Hell to save the soul of a beautiful woman. Aw. Shot almost entirely on green screen (a nod to 50’s films of that genre, or so the critics have mentioned), Hellmouth is an interesting take on a common theme. Stephen McHattie was an excellent choice for the lead role.

Extinction (2015): Nine years after yet another zombie apocalypse, Patrick, Jack and Lu are playing house somewhere in Antarctica (or so one would think), forgotten by both God and monsters, only to discover that the plague-ridden creatures have adapted to the environment change (everything has frozen up, hence the Antarctica reference), and are back for those remaining. I think I liked the cinematography and set design more than the story but, I always focus on beauty (even in zombie films).

From The Dark (2015): A young couple drives through the Irish countryside when suddenly their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere (shocker), seconds before a creature older than evil itself, awakes deep within the gloomy swamp (bet you also saw that coming). Light is their only weapon against this hellish being, but also something they are short of. Little dialogue, decent acting; I always enjoy that. I read a dozen bad reviews for this and I ignored every single one of them.

Time to head back to my cave, now; too many table lamps to re-arrange.

November 3, 2015

Outtakes V

When low in spirits, get the camera. I have been contemplating with the idea of maybe posting some of my other photographic projects (the ones that never make it to this blog), but I think they are way too abstract and personal to interest anyone. I will think it to death and see where that takes me. In the meantime, let’s re-edit and remember.

October 20, 2015


On my way home the other day, I (literally) stumbled into a leather bound vintage edition of Bram Stoker’s Dracula, left to disintegrate under the overflowing dumpster. My first reaction was to reach for the book, but thankfully the odor of all things decomposing around, stopped me from actually picking it up. I really wanted to save it, but since a bath in chlorine for starters, followed by an attack with all detergents and bug poisons man ever made was out of the question, (sidewalk and flea market finds need to be sanitized before entering the front door), I let it perish by the unidentified debris (either a dead rat or an exceedingly filthy sock).

Personal archive. FLASH Magazine, photographs by Nikos Economopoulos (Magnum).
I never take a camera with me when I go out. Isn’t that strange?

One of my favourite bands of all time, Suede, released a new single a couple of weeks ago (a new album is set to follow in January), and it’s been playing on repeat ever since. I hope the rest of the album is as good as “Outsiders”. It made me feel 14 again.

October 11, 2015

The Hanged Man

A toy skeleton I got several years ago for Halloween d├ęcor purposes (so to speak), but hangs about all-year round. I think he looks handsome in that vintage frame. He originally had a grey-black shade which I gradually got tired of and painted over it. He looks so much better in beige (ah, there’s something I never thought I would hear myself say).

I am such a child.

September 26, 2015

The End Of Summer

It has been an odd summer. I can’t remember the last time I spent so much time outside or in restaurants, coffee shops and such (no photographic evidence to support the latter).

It has also been a summer of numerous heat waves that left many of my plants either dead or on the verge of self-destruction. I don’t think I‘ll be able to replace every single one of them and, to be honest, I’m not sure if I even want to. I am seriously considering about staying on the minimal side this year – tired of the million tiny pots mess. Besides, I‘d rather spend my money on other things:

The Sisters Of Mercy are back in town; or will be, anyway. The last time I saw them live was over 100 years ago and, yes, they were horrible with way too much pre-recorded audio (both music and vocals), but I am really excited to see them again (him, don’t have to pretend around here), nonetheless. Another great band, The Frozen Autumn, will also be coming back for a gig in December.

Hopefully, other things, equally enjoyable are around the corner, waiting for me. No more unpleasant surprises, please.

The Frozen Autumn image source: Giorgio Ricci Photography

September 4, 2015


A reproduction of Stefano Maderno's sculpture of Saint Cecilia (and a new addition to my collection).

August 28, 2015

This Strange Obsession

My projects are getting weirder and weirder; or so I have been told. I blame it on the X-Files marathon. But seriously, it has always been about finding new/different ways to unlock myself (one can only hope). Not to worry, though. The good old lo-fi imagery of everyday nothings will always dominate this blog.

New song from Siouxsie (alongside Brian Reitzell):