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Lemon Tree

Lemon Tree



I’m sitting here in the boring room
It’s just another rainy Sunday afternoon
I’m wasting my time
I got nothing to do
I’m hanging around
I’m waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder


I’m driving around in my car
I’m driving too fast
I’m driving too far
I’d like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely
I’m waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder


I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me ’bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
I’m turning my head up and down
I’m turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree


I’m sitting here
I miss the power
I’d like to go out taking a shower
But there’s a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired
Put myself into bed
Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder


Isolation is not good for me
Isolation I don’t want to sit on the lemon-tree


I’m steppin’ around in the desert of joy
Baby anyhow I’ll get another toy
And everything will happen and you wonder


I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me ’bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
I’m turning my head up and down
I’m turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
And I wonder, wonder


I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me ’bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see
Is just a yellow lemon-tree
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500 Years of Women in Western Art

500 Years of Women in Western Art

نظرتان درباره‌ی تکامل چیست؟
چیز خاص‌ای را احساس می‌کنید جز تکامل لباس پوشیدن؟ (البته اگر کارها دالی و پیکاسو و یکی دو نفر دیگر را کنار بگذاریم).
قبلی‌ها خوش‌گل‌تر بوده‌اند یا جدیدی‌ها؟
چرا بیش‌تری‌ها سرشان را به سمت راست خم کرده‌اند؟

تکمیلی: آیا تصورم از این‌که بیش‌تر سرها به سمت راست متمایل هستند درست است؟ رامین به‌ام گوش‌زد کرد و من هم رفتم شمردم. در مورد بعضی موارد سخت بود تصمیم گرفتن این‌که سر به سمت‌ای متمایل است یا این‌که مستقیم و راست است. اما به هر حال نتیجه -با احتمالا کمی خطا- این بود که ۴۶ نفر سرشان به راست متمایل بود (راست خودشان؛ چپ بیننده!)، ۲۶ نفر به چپ و ۱۸ نفر مستقیم.

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سال ۲۰۰۸ و هدیه‌ی من به شما

سال ۲۰۰۸ و هدیه‌ی من به شما


snow
Photo by Mahalie


Mark Knopfler, “Irish Boy,” Cal soundtrack (MP3 – 6.3MB)

سال ۲۰۰۸ مبارک باد! (:

با این‌که هنوز نسبت به تغییر سال‌های میلادی حسِ غریبِ نو-بودگی را ندارم، اما دیگر آن‌چنان نیز نسبت به آن بی‌تفاوت نیستم. به هر حال کم‌ و بیش نقطه‌ی شروع سالِ دنیای اطراف‌ام است.

راستی این موسیقی و عکس هم مثلا هدیه‌ی سالِ نوی شما!

توصیه‌هایی برای جوانان یا کرم ضد آفتاب فراموش نشود

توصیه‌هایی برای جوانان یا کرم ضد آفتاب فراموش نشود



Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young

سس اضافه:
۱) گفته شده است که این‌ها سخنان کرت ونه‌گات بوده است. این‌چنین نیست.
۲) دیر وقت است ولی حوصله‌ی خوابیدن ندارم. مطابق این گفتار آیا جوانان می‌توانند شب‌زنده‌داری کنند؟ فکر کنم بشود.
۳) وبلاگ‌ام پینگ نمی‌شود. گمان‌ام blogrolling باز هم مشکل دارد. اکثر افراد هم که از سیستم‌های RSS استفاده نمی‌کنند (و به نظر حق هم دارند). پس خودتان هر دو سه روز یک‌بار سر بزنید دیگر!
۴) هفته‌ی شلوغ و پر مشغله‌ای بود! خیلی هم حس رضایت ندارم نسبت به‌اش.

Losing My Religion

Losing My Religion


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Oh, life is bigger
It’s bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up

(chorus)
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight, I’m
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I’m
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I’ve said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I’ve said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
(repeat chorus)

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream
R.E.M., “Losing My Religion,” 1991.
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Brother Where You Bound

Brother Where You Bound


There’s a red cloud hanging over us
And it’s so big and it’s gonna burst
All you people with your heads in the ground
Hey brother, where you bound?

And they’re no good and they’re everywhere
Try to tell you, but you just don’t care
Yes I hear you, but you don’t make a sound
Hey brother, where you bound?
Say brother, where you bound?

And you don’t know what they’re gonna do
And you don’t know how they feel
And you don’t know what they’re tellin’ you
Is it a lie or is it real
And the next thing that you know is
That they walk out on the deal

And the message that they’re giving you
Is the same old alibi
If you don’t quite see their point of view
Then they treat you like a spy
And the phone rings and you disappear
In the middle of the night

Can’t you see they’re on the move
Don’t know what you’re trying to prove
But you sit there oh so cool
Like they never broke no rules

And the cat flies and the crow walks
And the ghost dies and the sow talks
And they tell us that they’ll be as good as gold
Hey brother, where’s your soul?
Believe nothing that you’re told

Make a move in one direction
Try to make some compromise
But they greet you with rejection
Makin’ out you’re tellin’ lies
Then they turn around and tell you
Better get down from the sky

For the sake of all that’s holy
Listen good to what I say
I can feel them all around me
They could be here any day
But you act like you don’t know me
Why d’you look at me that way

If there’s one thing that is clear
We gotta get away from here
We’ve gotta leave this place
It’s just a hopeless case
Ain’t no one else to blame
We’re gonna lose this game

Hey brother get off my back
I gotta tell you, you’re way off the track
They got a hatred deep down inside
Ain’t gonna let them take me alive
I’m gonna burn them down, just wait and see
Ain’t gonna let them walk over me
You ain’t got no heart and soul
And your mind is weak and your blood’s runnin’ cold

You better move, you better hide
They’re gettin’ in, they’re gettin’ inside
If you get caught you better know
They’re gonna reap, you’re gonna sow
Don’t be a fool, we gotta go
Ain’t no place safe for us to stay
We better move on, we better move on
Supertramp, “Brother Where You Bound,” Brother Where You Bound, 1985
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