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    Áò õöÜíïõìå Ýíá íÞìá óôï ïðïßï öéëïäïîþ íá ÷ùñÝóïõí ôá ÐÜíôá áëëÜ, ãéá ëüãïõò öõóéêÞò äéêáéïóýíçò, êáé ôá ... ÊïÜëá!

    Áãáðþ ôüóï ôá ÐÜíôá üóï êáé ôá ÊïÜëá, üìùò, áðü üëï ôï æùéêü âáóßëåéï îå÷ùñéóôÞ èÝóç óôï ìõáëü ìïõ Ý÷åé ï ... Ðëáôýðïäáò. ¼ôáí ïé åðéóôÞìïíåò åßäáí ãéá ðñþôç öïñÜ ôïí ðëáôýðïäá, äåí Þîåñáí ðþò íá ôïí ôáîéíïìÞóïõí. ÌðñïóôÜ ôïõò õðÞñ÷å Ýíá æùíôáíü ðáñÜäïîï, Ýíá Þ äýï êéëÜ ãåìÜôá áíôéöÜóåéò ðïõ áíÝôñåðáí ìåñéêÝò áðü ôéò åðéóôçìïíéêÝò ôïõò ðåðïéèÞóåéò.

    ¸íá ìõáëü áðáéôåß ôçí êáôÜëëçëç äéáôñïöÞ ðñïêåéìÝíïõ íá ðáñáìÝíåé æùíôáíü êáé õãéÝò. ÕøçëÞò ðïéüôçôáò ôñïöÞ ôïõ íïõ ðáñÝ÷åé ôï Ýñãï öéëïóüöùí, ëïãïôå÷íþí, ìïõóéêþí êáé, åí ãÝíåé, êáëëéôå÷íþí üðùò ï Ö. Íßôóå, ï Ê. ÊáóôïñéÜäçò, ï Ì. Öïõêþ, ï Ñ. Ðßñóéãê, ï Ô. Ñüìðéíò, ï ×.Ë. Ìðüñ÷åò, ï Ö. ÆÜððá, ï Ð. ×Üììéëë, ï Ñ. Ãïõüôåñò, ï Æ.Ë. ÃêïíôÜñ, ï Â. ÂÝíôåñò, ï Ôæ. ÔæÜñìïõò êáé ðïëëþí Üëëùí.

    Åðßóçò, ëáôñåýù ôç ÌïõóéêÞ, ôçí õøßóôç ôùí ôå÷íþí.

    Ï ÆÜððá åß÷å ðåé:

    "Information is not knowledge.
    Knowledge is not wisdom.
    Wisdom is not truth.
    Truth is not beauty.
    Beauty is not love.
    Love is not music.
    Music is THE BEST."

    Åðßóçò

    "Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid."

    Ï Íßôóå Ýãñáøå

    “Without music, life would be a mistake.”

    Åðßóçò

    “In music the passions enjoy themselves.”

    Êëåßíïíôáò áõôü ôï åéóáãùãéêü ìÞíõìá èÝëù íá áöéåñþóù Ýíá ôñáãïýäé óôïí ìåãÜëï áðüíôá, ôïí Zonepress ôá ãñáðôÜ ôïõ ïðïßïõ åîáêïëïõèïýí íá ìïõ ðñïóöÝñïõí, åêôüò áðü ãíþóç, áôüöéá áéóèçôéêÞ åêöñáóôéêÞ áðüëáõóç.


    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=581ghqT7ESU


    Van Der Graaf Generator - Childlike Faith In Childhood's End

    Existence is a stage on which we pass
    A sleepwalk trick for mind and heart;
    It's hopeless, I know, but onward I must go
    And try to make a start
    At seeing something more
    Than day to day survival, chased by final death
    If I believed this the sum of the life to which we've come
    I wouldn't waste my breath
    Somehow, there must be more

    There was a time when more was felt than known
    But now, entrenched inside my sett
    In light more mundane, thought rattles round my brain:
    We live, we die...and yet?

    In the beginning there was order and destiny
    But now that path has reached the border
    And on our knees is no way to face the future, whatever it be
    Though the forces which hold us in place
    Last through eons in unruffled grace
    We, too, wear the face of creation

    As anti-matter sucks and pulses periodically
    The bud unfolds, the bloom is dead, all space is living history
    It seems as though time must betray us yet we're alive
    And though I see no God to save us, still we survive
    Through the centuries of progress
    Which don't get us very far
    All illusion! All is bogus...
    We don't yet know what we are

    Laughing, hoping, praying, joking, Son of Man
    With lowered eyes but lifting hearts, we're grains of sand
    And though, in time, the sea may claim us for its own
    We are the rocks which root the future - on us it grows!
    We might not be there to share it
    If eternity's a jest but I think that I can bear it
    If the next life is the best
    Even if there is a heaven when we die
    Endless bliss would be as meaningless as the lie
    That always comes as answer to the question
    "Why do we see through the eyes of creation?"

    Adrift without a course
    It's very lonely here
    Our only conjecture
    What lies behind the dark
    Still, I find I can cling to a lifeline
    Think of a lifetime which means more than my own one
    Dreams of a grander thing than we are
    Time and Space hang heavy on my shoulders...
    When all life is over who can say
    No mutated force shall remain?

    Though the towers of the city are denied to we men of clay
    Still we know we shall scale the heights some day
    Frightened in the silence, frightened, but thinking very hard
    Let us make computations of the stars

    Older, wiser, sadder, blinder, watch us run:
    Faster, longer, harder, stronger, now it comes...
    Colour blisters, image splinters gravitate
    Towards the centre, in final splendour disintegrate
    The universe now beckons
    And Man, too, must take His place;
    Just a few last fleeting seconds
    To wander in the waste
    And the children who were ourselves move on
    Reincarnation stills its now perfected song
    And at last we are free of the bonds of creation

    All the jokers and gaolers, all the junkies and slavers too
    All the throng who have danced a merry tune...
    Human we can all be, but Humanity we must rise above
    In the name of all faith and hope and love
    There's a time for all pilgrims, and a time for the fakers too
    There's a time when we all will stand alone and nude
    Naked to the galaxies...naked, but clothed in the overview:
    As we reach Childhood's End we must start anew

    And though dark is the highway
    And the peak's distance breaks my heart
    For I never shall see it, still I play my part
    Believing that what waits for us
    Is the cosmos compared to the dust of the past

    In the death of mere Humans Life shall start!
    In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
    Robert M. Pirsig

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    Áöéåñþíù ôï ðáñáêÜôù ôñáãïýäé, ôïõ áåßìíçóôïõ Johnny Cash, óå üëïõò üóïé èåùñïýí üôé ... "bad sound kills good music" ìå ôçí ðñïôñïðÞ íá äþóïõí âÜóç óôïõò åëáöñþò ðáñáðïéçìÝíïõò óôß÷ïé ìÞðùò êáé êÜðïéá óôéãìÞ, áíÜìåóá óå Üëëá, êáôáöÝñïõí íá áñ÷ßóïõí íá âëÝðïõí ôï äÜóïò (áðüëáõóç ôçò ìïõóéêÞò) áíôß ôïõ äÝíôñïõ (ìç÷áíÝò áíáðáñáãùãÞò ìïõóéêÞò).

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlShSNc2dMA


    "A Satisfied Mind"

    How many times have
    You heard someone say
    If I had a pricey setup
    I would listen all day

    But little they know
    That it's so hard to find
    One audiophile
    With a satisfied mind

    Once I was winning
    In fortune and fame
    Everything that I dreamed for
    To get a start in life's game

    Then suddenly it happened
    I sold all I had mined
    And I'm happy so far
    With a satisfied mind

    Money can't buy you
    Aesthetics when you're coarse
    Or a good taste in music
    Or refinement when you¢re hoarse

    The wealthiest person
    Is a pauper at times
    Compared to the man
    With a satisfied mind

    When my life has ended
    And my time has run out
    My friends and my loved ones
    I'll leave there's no doubt

    But one thing's for certain
    When it comes my time
    I'll leave this old world
    With a satisfied mind

    How many times have
    You heard someone say
    If I had a pricey setup
    I would listen all day

    But little they know
    That it's so hard to find
    One audiophile
    With a satisfied mind
    In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
    Robert M. Pirsig

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    Åßíáé ðéóôåýù êáëÞ þñá íá óáò ðù êáé Ýíá ìáêñý áíÝêäïôï. ¼óïé Ý÷ïõí short attention span ðáñáêáëïýíôáé åõãåíéêÜ üðùò ðñïóðåñÜóïõí. Íá äéåõêñéíßóù, åðßóçò, üôé ôá áíáöåñüìåíá ðñüóùðá åßíáé åíôåëþò êáé áðïëýôùò öáíôáóôéêÜ. Åßíáé öýóåé áäýíáôï íá õðÜñ÷ïõí ôÝôïéïé ÷áñáêôÞñåò óôçí ðñáãìáôéêÞ æùÞ.

    ÔÝóóåñéò êáëïß ößëïé ìå êïéíÜ åíäéáöÝñïíôá êáé ÷üìðé âãáßíïõí âñáäõíÞ Ýîïäï óå Ýíá ìïäÜôï ìðáñ-ñåóôùñÜí óôá íüôéá ðñïÜóôéá. Ôï ìÝñïò åßíáé ðïëý ôñÝíôõ êáé ðñïóåëêýåé ðïëëïýò óåëÝìðñéôéò ìå áðïôÝëåóìá ï ðïñôéÝñçò/öÝéò êïíôñüëåñ/ìÜíáôæåñ/ðÜìðëéê ñçëÝéóéïíò ðåñóüíá, Ýíáò ðñþçí ìðÜôóïò áñâáíßôéêçò êáôáãùãÞò êáé ìðáôóéêÞò íïïôñïðßáò, íá Ý÷åé ôñåëÞ äïõëåéÜ êáé åõèýíç.

    Ïé ôÝóóåñéò ößëïé ìáò åßíáé ãíùóôïß ôçò éäéïêôçóßáò êáé öéëáñÜêéá ìå ôïí ìÜíáôæåñ ïðüôå ìðáßíïõí áÝñá êáé êáôåõèýíïíôáé óôï ñåæåñâÝ ôñáðÝæé ôïõò.

    Áöïý Ýêáôóáí ï ðñþôïò, Ýíáò íåüðëïõôïò ðïæåñÜò, ðáñáããÝëíåé «Êßñò Ñüãéáë ìå Ôáßôéíãêåñ Âßíôáôæ» êáé, ôé Üëëï, óïýóé. Ï äåýôåñïò, åðéóôÞìùí, ðáñáããÝëíåé óéíãêë ìùëô ãïõßóêõ 150 åôþí êáé ìðñéôæüëá êüìðå ìÞíôéïõì ñåñ. Ï ôñßôïò, åðéóôÞìùí êé áõôüò, ðáñáããÝëíåé ÑïæÝ Áèçíáúêü êñáóß óå êñáóïðüôçñï ìå ÷åñïýëé êáé áóôáêü á ëá ìáãéïíÝæ. Ï ôÝôáñôïò, ðôù÷üò ãïõüíáìðç ÷áëéåíôÜò – ôïí ïðïßï ïé Üëëïé ôñåéò áðïêáëïýí ÷áúäåõôéêÜ Ðôù÷ü, ðáñáããÝëíåé ìðýñá óå ßóéï ðïôÞñé êáé óïõâëÜêéá.

    ÅðåéäÞ Ý÷ïõí êáéñü íá âñåèïýíå áñ÷ßæïõí ôçí êïõâÝíôá ãéá ôï áãáðçìÝíï ôïõò ÷üìðé ôçí áêñüáóç ìç÷áíçìÜôùí ìïõóéêÞò.

    Íåüðëïõôïò ÐïæåñÜò (ï ïðïßïò äéáèÝôåé öáñáùíéêü ðïëõêÜíáëï ç÷ïóýóôçìá ìå ðáèçôéêÜ ç÷åßá åíôüò öñïíôéóìÝíïõ óáëïíéïý): ¼ðïéïò äåí äéáèÝôåé ôï óùóôü ç÷ïóýóôçìá, ôï ïðïßï (ãéáôß íá ôï êñýøùìåí Üëëùóôå) êïóôßæåé ðïëëÜ, êáé áêïýåé ìïõóéêÞ áðü ôåíåêÝäåò Þ ñáäéïöùíÜêé åßíáé ãñáöéêüò êáé Üìá ó÷ïëéÜæåé ôç óõóôçìáôÜñá ìïõ áñíçôéêÜ ôï êÜíåé åðåéäÞ æçëåýåé êáé åßíáé êïìðëåîéêüò. Ôï íá Ý÷åéò áêñéâü ç÷ïóýóôçìá äåß÷íåé óåâáóìü óôïõò äçìéïõñãïýò êáé óôï Ýñãï ôïõò. Ìüíï Ýôóé êáôáöÝñíåéò íá áêïýóåéò áõôü ðïõ ï äçìéïõñãüò åß÷å êáôÜ íïõ. Óå ïðïéáäÞðïôå Üëëç ðåñßðôùóç åßóáé Ýíáò ãñáöéêüò. ¸÷ù ôï áêñéâüôåñï ç÷ïóýóôçìá. ÎÝñåôå, üëïé ïé õðüëïéðïé åßíáé ôçò íïïôñïðßáò «íá ðåèÜíåé ç êáôóßêá ôïõ ãåßôïíá» êáé «üóá äåí ðéÜíåé ç áëåðïý ôá êÜíåé êñåìáóôÜñéá». Ìå ðïñäÝò, ößëïé ìïõ, äå âÜöïíôáé áõãÜ!

    Õðüëïéðïé ôñåéò: Íáé! Íáé! Ôóïõãêñßæïõí ðïôÞñéá ðßíïõí êáé ôñþíå.

    ÅðéóôÞìùí Á (ï ïðïßïò äéáèÝôåé éììÝñóéâ ðïëõêÜíáëï ç÷ïóýóôçìá ìå åíåñãÜ ç÷åßá åíôüò íôåíôéêÝéôåíô ÷þñïõ): Áðü ôüôå ðïõ Ýöôéáîá ôï éììÝñóéâ óýóôçìá áäõíáôþ íá áêïýóù äéêÜíáëï, ìå ðéÜíåé êáôÜèëéøç. ¸÷ù ôá öñÜãêá êáé Ýöôéáîá áõôü ðïõ ãïõóôÜñù ãéá ôçí ðÜñôç ìïõ. ¸÷ù ôï êáëýôåñï ç÷ïóýóôçìá ôï ïðïßï, óôçí êëßìáêá ðïõ ï ßäéïò Ýöôéáîá, ðéÜíåé ôï åêáôü åíþ ôï äéêÜíáëï ðéÜíåé ðÝíôå. ÎÝñåôå, üëïé ïé õðüëïéðïé åßíáé ôçò íïïôñïðßáò «íá ðåèÜíåé ç êáôóßêá ôïõ ãåßôïíá» êáé «üóá äåí ðéÜíåé ç áëåðïý ôá êÜíåé êñåìáóôÜñéá». Ìå ðïñäÝò, ößëïé ìïõ, äå âÜöïíôáé áõãÜ!

    Õðüëïéðïé ôñåéò: Íáé! Íáé! Ôóïõãêñßæïõí ðïôÞñéá ðßíïõí êáé ôñþíå.

    ÅðéóôÞìùí  (ï ïðïßïò äéáèÝôåé éììÝñóéâ ðïëõêÜíáëï ç÷ïóýóôçìá ìå çìéåíåñãÜ ç÷åßá åíôüò çìéíôåíôéêÝéôåíô ÷þñïõ): Áðü ôüôå ðïõ Ýöôéáîá ôï éììÝñóéâ óýóôçìá áäõíáôþ êé åãþ íá áêïýóù äéêÜíáëï. Áí ï ÷þñïò äåí Ý÷åé ôï óùóôü ÑÔ60 áäõíáôþ íá áêïýóù ìïõóéêÞ, áðëÜ äå ãßíåôáé. Ðñïôéìþ ôçí çóõ÷ßá! ¸÷ù óùóôü ç÷ïóýóôçìá ôï ïðïßï, óôçí êëßìáêá ôïõ óõíáäÝëöïõ, ðéÜíåé ôï åíåíÞíôá. ÎÝñåôå, üëïé ïé õðüëïéðïé åßíáé ôçò íïïôñïðßáò «íá ðåèÜíåé ç êáôóßêá ôïõ ãåßôïíá» êáé «üóá äåí ðéÜíåé ç áëåðïý ôá êÜíåé êñåìáóôÜñéá». Ìå ðïñäÝò, ößëïé ìïõ, äå âÜöïíôáé áõãÜ!

    Õðüëïéðïé ôñåéò: Íáé! Íáé! Ôóïõãêñßæïõí ðïôÞñéá ðßíïõí êáé ôñþíå.

    Ðôù÷üò Ãïõüíáìðç ×áëéåíôÜò (ï ïðïßïò äéáèÝôåé äéêÜíáëï ç÷ïóýóôçìá ìå ðáèçôéêÜ ç÷åßá êáé ðéêÜð åíôüò áðëïý óáëïíéïý): Åãþ ãïõóôÜñù âéíýëéï êáé ðáèçôéêÜ ç÷åßá. ¸÷ù ÷áúÝíô óåôÜð ìå öïâåñÜ êáëþäéá, ðáñåëêüìåíá êáé âåëôéùôéêÜ. ÎÝñåôå, üëïé ïé õðüëïéðïé åßíáé ôçò íïïôñïðßáò «íá ðåèÜíåé ç êáôóßêá ôïõ ãåßôïíá» êáé «üóá äåí ðéÜíåé ç áëåðïý ôá êÜíåé êñåìáóôÜñéá». Ìå ðïñäÝò, ößëïé ìïõ, äå âÜöïíôáé áõãÜ!

    Õðüëïéðïé ôñåéò: ÐÜñôá ìùñÝ ðáðÜñá (ðÝöôïõí óöáëéÜñåò). Åßðáìå ñå ðÜñå åíåñãÜ, ðÜñå óÜìðò ðïëëÜ, ðÝôá ôï ðéêÜð êáé âÜëå ñïõí, öôéÜîå ôï ÷þñï êáé ôï ÑÔ60. Ôüôå è¢ áêïýóåéò Þ÷ï.

    Åí ôù ìåôáîý ï íôéôæÝé æùãñáößæåé óôá íôåêò (ÔÝêíéêò ÓË-1200 ÌÊÉÉ) - ðáßæåé åîáéñåôéêÝò ìåëùäßåò ìå ôéò ïðïßåò ïéïóäÞðïôå ìïõóéêüöéëïò èá Ýíéùèå äÝïò, ìõóôáãùãßá, øõ÷éêÞ áíÜôáóç, áéóèçôéêÞ áðüëáõóç, ÷áñÜ êáé åõäáéìïíßá êáé ðëÞèïò Üëëùí óõíáéóèçìÜôùí ôá ïðïßá óõíäÝïíôáé ìå ôçí áêñüáóç ôçò ìïõóéêÞò.

    Ïé ôÝóóåñéò ößëïé, üìùò, áäõíáôïýí íá áêïýóïõí êáé íá áðïëáýóïõí ôçí õðÝñï÷ç ìïõóéêÞ ï êáèÝíáò ãéá ôïõò ëüãïõò ôïõ:

    Ï Íåüðëïõôïò ÐïæåñÜò áíáëïãßæåôáé ôï ôüóï öôçíü ç÷ïóýóôçìá ôïõ ìðáñ-ñÝóôùñáí ôé åßäïõò ýâñç áðïôåëåß ãéá ôïõò äçìéïõñãïýò êáé ôï Ýñãï ôïõò.

    Ï ÅðéóôÞìùí Á óõíåéäçôïðïéþíôáò üôé áêïýåé ïõóéáóôéêÜ ìïíïöùíéêÜ êáé óå ÷þñï ìå ÷Üëéá ÑÔ60 áñ÷ßæåé íá êáôåâÜæåé äõï-äõï ôá áíôéêáôáèëéðôéêÜ ÷Üðéá.

    Ï ÅðéóôÞìùí  Ý÷åé Ýíá ÷áìüãåëï ìáêáñéüôçôáò óôá ÷åßëéá ôïõ åðåéäÞ öïñÜåé ôéò ùôïáóðßäåò ôïõ.

    Ï Ðôù÷üò Ãïõüíáìðç ×áëéåíôÜò óêÝöôåôáé ðüóï êáëýôåñá èá áêïýãïíôáí ï Þ÷ïò ìå êáëýôåñï ðéêÜð, êáëýôåñï âñá÷ßïíá, êáëýôåñç êåöáëÞ, êáëýôåñá êáëþäéá, êáëýôåñï öþíï óôÝéôæ, êáëýôåñïõò åíéó÷õôÝò, êáëýôåñá ç÷åßá, êáëýôåñá áíôéêñáäáóìéêÜ ê.ï.ê.

    ¸ôóé ðåñíÜåé ç þñá êáé ïé ößëïé ìáò Ý÷ïõí ãßíåé øéëïêïõñïýìðåëá áðü ôï ðïôü ïðüôå, ùò áðïëýôùò öõóéêü åðáêüëïõèï, áðïöáóßæïõí üôé Þããéêåí ç þñá íá ôéò ìåôñÞóïõí … êõñéïëåêôéêþò.

    Ôç âãÜæåé ï Íåüðëïõôïò ÐïæåñÜò êáé ôçí åíáðïèÝôåé óôï ôñáðÝæé. Óôï üñãáíü ôïõ Ý÷åé êÜíåé ôï åîÞò ôáôïõÜæ: Bad Sound Kills Good Music! ÁñêåôÜ ìåãÜëï åñãáëåßï!

    Ôç âãÜæåé ï ÅðéóôÞìùí Á êáé ôçí åíáðïèÝôåé óôï ôñáðÝæé. Óôï üñãáíü ôïõ Ý÷åé êÜíåé ôï åîÞò ôáôïõÜæ: ÁãïñÜóôå ÅíåñãÜ! ÁñêåôÜ ìéêñüôåñï åñãáëåßï!

    Ôç âãÜæåé ï ÅðéóôÞìùí  êáé ôçí åíáðïèÝôåé óôï ôñáðÝæé. Óôï üñãáíü ôïõ Ý÷åé êÜíåé ôï åîÞò ôáôïõÜæ: Floyd Toole & There¢s No Free Lunch! ÌåãÜëï åñãáëåßï!

    Ôç âãÜæåé ï Ðôù÷üò Ãïõüíáìðç ×áëéåíôÜò êáé ôçí åíáðïèÝôåé óôï ôñáðÝæé. Óôï üñãáíü ôïõ Ý÷åé êÜíåé ôï åîÞò ôáôïõÜæ: Ôçò ØwëÞò Ìïõ ï ×áâÜò åßíáé óôï Óýìðáí Äýíáìç Áíßêçôç! ÔåñÜóôéï åñãáëåßï!

    Åêåß ðïõ ðáíçãõñßæåé ï Ðôù÷üò êáé êÜíåé êáæïýñá óôïõò Üëëïõò ôï âëÝììá ôïõò ðÝöôåé ðÜíù óôïí íôéôæÝé êáé óõíåéäçôïðïéïýí üôé üóç þñá áõôïß áó÷ïëïýíôáé ìå ôá äéêÜ ôïõò ï ôõðÜò äåí ðñïëáâáßíåé íá äßíåé ôï ôçëÝöùíü ôïõ óôá ãêïìåíÜêéá ðïõ ôïí ôñéãõñßæïõí óáí êáñ÷áñßåò ðïõ ìýñéóáí áßìá…

    Ôïí ðëçóéÜæïõí ôñåêëßæïíôáò êáé ôïí ñùôïýí: ñå ößëå ìå ôé ìç÷áíÞìáôá áêïýò ìïõóéêÞ óôï óðßôé óïõ;

    Ôïõò áðáíôÜåé: ìå Ýíá ðëáóôéêü ç÷ïóýóôçìá ÓÏÍÕ êáé Ýíá ìðëïõôïýè ç÷åßï.

    Îåêáñäßæïíôáé áìÝóùò óôá ãÝëéá ïé ôÝóóåñßò ôïõò êáé ëÝíå êÜðïéá áêáôÜëçðôá, ãéá Üëëïõò, ëüãéá.

    Óôç óõíÝ÷åéá ôïí ðñïêáëïýí íá ôïõò äåßîåé ðüóï ìåãÜëç ôçí Ý÷åé … êïëëÜíå êáé Ýîé êáôïóôÜñéêá ðÜíù óôï Ýíá ôïõ ðéêÜð.

    Ï íôéôæÝé ôïõò ôá äßíåé ðßóù êáé ìå áñãÝò êéíÞóåéò îåêïõìðþíåé ôï ðáíôåëüíé ôïõ êáé åíáðïèÝôåé ôï åñãáëåßï ôïõ óå Ýíá óêáìðü. Óôï üñãáíü ôïõ Ý÷åé êÜíåé ôï åîÞò ôáôïõÜæ: Welltime!

    Ìüëéò ôï âëÝðïõí ïé ößëïé îåóðÜíå óå õóôåñéêÜ ãÝëéá ìÝ÷ñé ëõãìþí.

    Ï ÍôéôæÝé äéáôçñþíôáò ôçí øõ÷ñáéìßá ôïõ öùíÜæåé ìéá èáõìÜóôñéÜ ôïõ ç ïðïßá äßíåé óôï åñãáëåßï ôïõ ôï «öéëß ôçò æùÞò» êáé ùò äéá ìáãåßáò îåäéðëþíåôáé üëï ôï ôáôïõÜæ ôï ïðïßï áíáãñÜöåé: «Welcome to our warm and hospitable bar-restaurant, please enjoy your food & drink and our music, I wish you a wonderful time!»

    Who¢s laughing now biatchezzzzz????
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    Óêáëßæïíôáò áõôü ôï åîü÷ùò åíäéáöÝñïí öüñïõì åíôüðéóá äõï áíáñôÞóåéò ðïëý ... ðñïöçôéêÝò. Éäïý:

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    ÐÝñáóáí 15 ìÞíåò Ýêôïôå, Ý÷ïõìå êáíÝíá íÝï?
    Åíåôüðéóá êáé ìßá åôáéñåßá ãáëëéêÞ, ôçí Trinnov, ðïõ âãÜæåé äýï ìïíôÝëá ðïõ ìïéÜæïõí åíäéáöÝñïíôá:
    http://www.trinnov-audio.com/images/...zer_Pro_EN.pdf


    Õðïôßèåôáé üôé õðÜñ÷åé áíôéðñïóþðåõóç óôçí ÅëëÜäá, áëëÜ äåí îÝñù ôé øÜñéá ðéÜíïõí.
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    ÌéëÜìå ãéá ìíÞìç åëÝöáíôá...

    Ôï Trinnov ôï åßäá ãéá ðñþôç öïñÜ óôï óõíÝäñéï ôïõ AES ôï 2007, êáôÜ óýìðôùóç ôçí ßäéá ÷ñïíéÜ ðïõ ðáñïõóéÜóôçêå êáé ôï Lyngdorf. Ðñüêåéôáé ãéá Ýíá åðáããåëìáôéêü óýóôçìá ìå áñêåôÜ ìåãÜëï êüóôïò (íïìßæù Üíù ôùí 10.000 äïëëáñßùí) ôï ïðïßï ëåéôïõñãïýóå, êáôÜ ôá öáéíüìåíá, ðïëý êáëÜ. Ïé ÃÜëëïé ôï åß÷áí ìïéñÜóåé óå äéÜöïñïõò ÷þñïõò üðïõ ãßíïíôáí demo ãéá íá ôï êÜíïõí ãíùóôü. Óýìöùíá ìå ðëçñïöïñßåò ïé áëãüñéèìïé ôçò Trinnov ôñÝ÷ïõí, ãéá ðñþôç öïñÜ óå consumer óõóêåõÞ, óôïí íÝï ïëïêëçñùìÝíï AV ôçò Sherwood.

    Ðïõ íá öáíôÜæïíôáí ôüôå ïé ãñÜöïíôåò üôé ðÜíù áðü äÝêá ÷ñüíéá ìåôÜ óôç "ãç üðïõ áíèåß öáéäñÜ ðïñôïêáëÝá êáé êïêêéíßæåé ç óôáöõëÞ êáé èÜëëåé ç åëáßá" áíèïýí êáé äéÜöïñïé öáéäñïß (ðñïóï÷Þ, ü÷é Öáßäñïé) ôýðïé ïé ïðïßïé Ý÷ïõí áíáãÜãåé ôïí ðïëõêÜíáëï ðñïåíéó÷õôÞ ôçò Trinnov óôçí ... áðüëõôç ìç÷áíÞ âáöÞò áõãþí.

    Óôéò ìÝñåò ìáò, öåõ, ïé ÷áëéåíôÜäåò, ïé ëåãüìåíïé êáé íåïóêÜëò, öÝñïõí ðåñéêåöáëáßá åðéóôçìïóýíçò êáé Ý÷ïõí êáôÜ ôé ðëÝïí åêëåðôõóìÝíç åêöïñÜ ëüãïõ óå ó÷Ýóç ìå ôïí ãêñïôÝóêï ëüãï ôïõ ðÜëáé ðïôÝ áñ÷çãïý êáé çãÝôç ôïõ ÷áëéåíôéóìïý. Óå áìöüôåñåò ôéò ðåñéðôþóåéò, üìùò, åßíáé áäýíáôï íá êñõöôåß ç áëáæïíåßá, êáé ï ÷õäáßïò åðéäåéêôéêüò ìáîéìáëéóìüò. Ôï äå ìüôï ðáñáìÝíåé äéá÷ñïíéêÜ áðáñÜëëá÷ôï: Ìå ðïñäÝò äå âÜöïíôáé áõãÜ!
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    Aboriginal Story


    In the Dreamtime all the creatures on earth thought that they belonged to the most important group of creatures. Each group had their own special meetings: all the animals had their own special meeting; the birds had their own special meeting and at the very same time, all the water creatures had their own special meeting.

    The animals thought that they were the most special because they had fur on their bodies and could run across the land.

    The birds thought that they were even more special because they could fly and lay eggs.

    And the water creatures thought that they were even more special still because they could swim and explore all the water-ways on earth and because “There is more water than land anyway.” they said.

    But then someone in each group remembered that shy Platypus belonged to no group at all and each one of them resolved to ask Platypus to join their own Very Special Group.

    First the animals went over to ask Platypus to join their Most Special Animal Group. Soon after the animals left, the birds went over to Platypus¢ place to see if he would join their Even More Special Bird Group and then the water creatures.. But as he had done with the animals, Platypus asked them to come back after had thought about their offer.

    Now Platypus asked his friends and family whose group he should join, but no one could help him, not even his friend Echidna.

    After thinking hard about it for some time, Platypus called all the animals and bird and water creatures to his place. They all gathered around, all wondering which group Platypus would join.

    Platypus came out of his home, climbed a log, and when all the creatures were quiet, Platypus spoke.

    “Thank you all for coming today. I have decided not to join any group at all.”

    All the creatures were shocked. “You have to join someone¢s group.” they cried.

    “Please listen,” said Platypus patiently. “Everyone is special in their own special way and I don¢t have to join any group to prove that. After all, I have a bit of animal in me because of my fur and because I like running across the land, but I have a bit of bird in me too, because my wife lays eggs and we both have beaks. And if that¢ s not enough, I also have a bit of water creature in me because my home is near the water¢s edge and I like swimming and exploring the underwater world. So you see, I don¢t have to join any special group to be special. But it¢s not only me – everyone of us has something that makes us special in our own very special way.”
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    ¼ôáí Ýíá áðëü Üâáôáñ öôÜíåé íá ðñïêáëåß áìç÷áíßá, åêíåõñéóìü êáé åíü÷ëçóç ôüôå êÜôé ðïëý óÜðéï õðÜñ÷åé óôï Âáóßëåéï ôçò Äáíéâëáêåßáò (ðñïöáíþò üæïõí ïé óêáëùóéÝò ôïõ âáóéëåßïõ).
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    ÓåñöÜñïíôáò ôéò ðñïÜëëåò ôá åéêïíéêÜ êýìáôá ôïõ äéáäéêôýïõ ç óáíßäá ìïõ óêüíôáøå óå êÜôé åîáéñåôéêÜ åíäéáöÝñïí. Óáò ìåôáöÝñù ôçí ïõóßá ôïõ üðùò ôç óõãêñÜôçóá áðü ìíÞìçò:

    «Ðáñáêïëïõèþíôáò üëç áõôÞí ôçí äéáìÜ÷ç áíÜìåóá óôçí äéáíïçôéêÜ êÜðùò ÷áëáñÞ ó÷ïëÞ óêÝøçò (ðåñß ç÷çôéêÞò áíáðáñáãùãÞò) áö' åíüò êáé ôçí åíåñãÞ ðïëõêÜíáëç ôÝôïéá, ç ïðïßá êáëðÜæåé ãåìÜôç áõôïðåðïßèçóç êáâÜëá óôï Üëïãï ôùí åðéóôçìïíéêþí äåäïìÝíùí, áðïêïìßæåé êáíåßò ôçí áßóèçóç ðùò åßíáé áìöüôåñåò åîßóïõ ìïíïäéÜóôáôåò óôçí áðïëõôüôçôá ôïõò êáé, ôï êõñéüôåñï, öáßíåôáé íá äéáöåýãåé ïëùíþí ôï áðëïýóôáôï ãåãïíüò üôé ÷ñåéÜæïíôáé ï Ýíáò ôïí Üëëïí ðïëý ðåñéóóüôåñï áð' ü,ôé èá ôïëìïýóáí ïé ßäéïé íá åêìõóôçñåõôïýí, áêüìç êáé óôïõò ßäéïõò ôïõò ôïýò åáõôïýò. Äåí áðáéôåßôáé éäéáßôåñç ïîõäÝñêåéá åê ìÝñïõò ôïõ áíáãíþóôç ðñïêåéìÝíïõ ï ßäéïò íá áíôéëçöèåß üôé êáô' ïõóßáí åßíáé áìïéâáßïé áíôéêáôïðôñéóìïß ï Ýíáò ôïõ Üëëïõ, áöïý óôï êÜôù-êÜôù ìïéñÜæïíôáé ôïí ßäéï áîéáêü êþäéêá (Íá ðñïóèÝóù: ïìïý ìåôÜ ôçò éäßáò ãåíåóéïõñãïý ìçôñüò).

    Áõôü äå ðïõ êáèéóôÜ ôïí ðùóôïíëÝí ôï êáêü óðõñß óôá ðëáäáñÜ ïðßóèéá ôïõ «÷þñïõ» äåí åßíáé Üëëï áðü ôï ãåãïíüò üôé óôï ðñüóùðï ôïõ öáßíåôáé íá ëáìâÜíåé óÜñêá êáé ïóôÜ, íá õðïóôáóéïðïéåßôáé ôñüðïí ôéíÜ, ôï ßäéï ôï hi-endÜäéêï ðáñåëèüí üóùí êÜðïéá óôéãìÞ áêïýóáíå ùóÜí óýã÷ñïíïé Óáïýë ôçí öùíÞ ôïõ Êõñßïõ (êõêëïöïñåß õðü ôçí åðùíõìßá êÜðïéïõ... Äüêôïñïò Ôïõë óôïí 21ü áéþíá åôïýôïò) åí ôù ìÝóù ôçò ÷áëéÝíô åñÞìïõ åíôüò ôçò ïðïßá âïëïäÝñíáíå åðß Ýôç ðïëëÜ. ÄïèÝíôùí üëùí áõôþí, ôï üôé áõôü ðïõ åßíáé ç ìüíéìç åðùäüò óôá ÷åßëç ôùí áíáíçøÜíôùí (öüñôùíå óáìð êáé ìçí êïéôÜò îùðßóù óïõ) áðïêôÜåé äéáóôÜóåéò âéâëéêÞò ðáñáâïëÞò êáé ìïñáëéóôéêïý êçñýãìáôïò ìüíïí ùò ôõ÷áßï äåí èá Ýðñåðå íá èåùñåßôáé.»

    Ðñïöáíþò äåí êïìßæù ãëáýêá åéò ÁèÞíáò áí åðéóçìÜíù üôé, êáôÜ êáíüíá, ïé ðëÝïí öáíáôéêïß êÞíóïñåò êáé ðïëÝìéïé ôïõ êÜèå åßäïõò «áìáñôÞìáôïò» åßíáé ïé ßäéïé ïé ðñþçí «áìáñôùëïß» êáé íõí áíáíÞøáíôåò … born again something or other.

    Åßíáé äå åîü÷ùò åýóôï÷ïò ï ðáñáëëçëéóìüò, áðü ôïí áíþíõìï ãñÜöïíôá, ôùí áíáíçøÜíôùí, ïé ïðïßïé óå êÜèå äõíáôÞ ðåñßóôáóç äéáëáëïýí «Åἴäïìåí ôὸ öῶò ôὸ ἀëçèéíüí, ἐëÜâïìåí Ðíåῦìá ἐðïõñÜíéïí, åὕñïìåí ðßóôéí ἀëçèῆ, ἀäéáßñåôïí ÔñéÜäá (AES-Toole-EBU) ðñïóêõíïῦíôåò, áὕôç ãὰñ ἡìᾶò ἔóùóåí», ìå öïíôáìåíôáëéóôéêïý-èñçóêåõôéêïý ôýðïõ éåñïêÞñõêåò ïé ïðïßïé åîõìíïýí êáé ðñïâÜëëïõí ôïí … åðéóôçìïíéêü ïñèïëïãéóìü ôùí íõí åðéëïãþí ôïõò êáé ôáõôï÷ñüíùò øÝãïõí áëýðçôá üëïõò üóïé äéáöùíïýí, ìå ôï Üëöá Þ âÞôá óêåðôéêü, ìå ôï êÞñõãìÜ ôïõò.

    Èá ðñÝðåé íá ïìïëïãÞóù üôé ùò Ornithorhynchus paradoxus ìå äéáóêåäÜæåé ôá ìÜëá ç áíùôÝñù ïõóéþäçò áíôßöáóç ç ïðïßá áðïôåëåß êáé ðáñÜäïîï áíôÜîéï áõôþí ôïõ ÆÞíùíá.

    Áò äïýìå ìå ðåñéóóüôåñç ëåðôïìÝñåéá êÜôé ðïëý óçìáíôéêü. ÃñÜöåé ï áíþíõìïò ó÷ïëéáóôÞò: «… ìïéñÜæïíôáé ôïí ßäéï áîéáêü êþäéêá» ìå ôç äéêÞ ìïõ ðñïóèÞêç: «ïìïý ìåôÜ ôçò éäßáò ãåíåóéïõñãïý ìçôñüò». Óå ðñïçãïýìåíï ìÞíõìÜ ìïõ åß÷á áíáöÝñåé: «Óôéò ìÝñåò ìáò, öåõ, ïé ÷áëéåíôÜäåò, ïé ëåãüìåíïé êáé íåïóêÜëò, öÝñïõí ðåñéêåöáëáßá åðéóôçìïóýíçò êáé Ý÷ïõí êáôÜ ôé ðëÝïí åêëåðôõóìÝíç åêöïñÜ ëüãïõ óå ó÷Ýóç ìå ôïí ãêñïôÝóêï ëüãï ôïõ ðÜëáé ðïôÝ áñ÷çãïý êáé çãÝôç ôïõ ÷áëéåíôéóìïý. Óå áìöüôåñåò ôéò ðåñéðôþóåéò, üìùò, åßíáé áäýíáôï íá êñõöôåß ç áëáæïíåßá, êáé ï ÷õäáßïò åðéäåéêôéêüò ìáîéìáëéóìüò. Ôï äå ìüôï ðáñáìÝíåé äéá÷ñïíéêÜ áðáñÜëëá÷ôï: Ìå ðïñäÝò äå âÜöïíôáé áõãÜ!»

    Íá ðù, ðñþôá áð¢ üëá, üôé ðïóþò ìå åíäéáöÝñåé áí êÜðïéïò äéáèÝôåé Ýíá åîùöñåíéêÜ ðáíÜêñéâï ç÷ïóýóôçìá (ôÝôïéï ðïõ êÜðïéïé èá ÷áñáêôÞñéæáí ÷áëéåíôÜäéêï áðïêëåéóôéêÜ ìüíï ëüãù ôïõ êüóôïõò ôïõ) – ìå ãåéá ôïõ êáé ìå ÷áñÜ ôïõ. Áõôü, áðü ìüíï ôïõ, äåí ôïí êáèéóôÜ ÷áëéåíôÜ!

    Åðßóçò, ðïóþò ìå åíäéáöÝñåé áí êÜðïéïò äéáèÝôåé Ýíá ç÷ïóýóôçìá ôï ïðïßï åíóùìáôþíåé ôçí ôåëåõôáßá ëÝîç ôçò ôå÷íïëïãßáò óýìöùíá ìå ôéò åðéôáãÝò ôùí áõóôçñþí êáíüíùí ôçò õøçëÞò ðéóôüôçôáò áíáðáñáãùãÞò – ìå ãåéá ôïõ êáé ìå ÷áñÜ ôïõ. Áõôü äåí ôïí êáèéóôÜ ÊÞíóïñá êáé ÔéìçôÞ ôùí Üëëùí!

    Ðïõ Ý÷ù ôéò åíóôÜóåéò ìïõ;

    Ìá ðéóôåýù üôé åßíáé áðïëýôùò ðñïöáíÝò. ÄåäïìÝíïõ üôé æçôïýìåíï (èá Ýðñåðå ôïõëÜ÷éóôïí íá) åßíáé ç áðüëáõóç ôçò ÌïõóéêÞò (ãéá ôïõò üðïéïõò ëüãïõò êé áí åßíáé áõôü æçôïýìåíï ãéá ôïí êáèÝíá):

    1) ¼ôáí ï ïðïéïóäÞðïôå ðÝñáí ôïõ íá áðïëáìâÜíåé ôç ìïõóéêÞ ðïõ ôïõ áñÝóåé ìå ôï ç÷ïóýóôçìÜ ôïõ áñ÷ßæåé íá ôáîéíïìåß, íá êáôçãïñéïðïéåß, íá óõãêñßíåé, íá ìåéþíåé, íá ÷ëåõÜæåé, íá åéñùíåýåôáé ê.ï.ê. ç÷ïóõóôÞìáôá Üëëùí ðñïêåéìÝíïõ íá äçëþóåé, ñçôÜ Þ Üññçôá, ôçí õðåñï÷Þ ôïõ äéêïý ôïõ – Ý÷ù Ýíóôáóç. Áõôü áðïôåëåß ïõóéþäç ÷áëéåíôéóìü êáé áõôüò äéáêñßíåé ìÝëç êáé ôùí äõï «áíôßðáëùí óôñáôïðÝäùí» ôï êáèÝíá ìå ôá «åðé÷åéñÞìáôÜ» ôïõ.

    2) ¼ôáí êÜðïéïò áó÷ïëåßôáé äéáñêþò êáé ó÷åäüí áðïêëåéóôéêÜ ìå ôç «âåëôßùóç» Þ ôçí «ðéï óùóôÞ õëïðïßçóç» ôïõ ç÷ïóõóôÞìáôüò ôïõ åéò âÜñïò ôçò áðüëáõóçò ôçò ìïõóéêÞò – Ý÷ù Ýíóôáóç. Áõôü áðïôåëåß ïõóéþäç íåõñùôéêü ÷áëéåíôéóìü êáé áõôüò äéáêñßíåé ìÝëç êáé ôùí äõï «áíôßðáëùí óôñáôïðÝäùí» ôï êáèÝíá ìå ôá «åðé÷åéñÞìáôÜ» ôïõ.

    3) ¼ôáí êÜðïéïò äçëþíåé üôé äýíáôáé íá áðïëáìâÜíåé ôç ìïõóéêÞ ìüíï õðü ðñïûðïèÝóåéò (üðïéåò êé áí åßíáé áõôÝò) ôüôå áõôüò äåí áãáðÜåé áëçèéíÜ ôç ìïõóéêÞ. Áîßùìá! ¼óïé, ëïéðüí, õðïóôçñßæïõí áõôÞ ôçí Üðïøç äåí åßíáé ìïõóéêüöéëïé áëëÜ áêñïáìáôéêüöéëïé. Äåí ôïõò áñÝóåé ç ßäéá ç ìïõóéêÞ ïýôå, êáôÜ âÜèïò, ôçí áãáðïýí ðñáãìáôéêÜ, (ìïõ åßíáé áäéÜöïñåò ôüóï ïé áéôßåò üóï êáé ç åêëïãßêåõóç áõôþí) áëëÜ áõôü ðïõ ôïõò åíäéáöÝñåé åßíáé ôï ðüóï «êáëÜ» Þ «óùóôÜ» áíáðáñÜãåôáé áõôÞ. Ç ÌïõóéêÞ, äçëáäÞ, áðïêôÜ ñüëï êïìðÜñóïõ óôçí êïóìïèåùñßá ôïõò ìå ðñùôáãùíéóôÝò íá åßíáé ôá áêñéâÜ Þ ôá óùóôÜ ìç÷áíÞìáôá áíôéóôïß÷ùò – Ý÷ù Ýíóôáóç. Áõôü áðïôåëåß ïõóéþäç ÷áëéåíôéóìü êáé áõôüò äéáêñßíåé ìÝëç êáé ôùí äõï «áíôßðáëùí óôñáôïðÝäùí» ôï êáèÝíá ìå ôá «åðé÷åéñÞìáôÜ» ôïõ. Èåùñïýí äå, áìöüôåñïé, üôé üðïéïò äåí åíôÜóóåôáé óå áõôü ôï äßðïëï åßôå åßíáé ãñáöéêüò, åßôå åßíáé Üó÷åôïò … ïé ó÷åôéêïß.

    Åý÷ïìáé, ëïéðüí áðü êáñäéÜò, êáé óôá äõï «áíôßðáëá óôñáôüðåäá» êáëÝò áêñïÜóåéò … ìç÷áíçìÜôùí.


    ÕÃ: Èåùñþ áðßóôåõôá ãåëïßï êáé ÷õäáßï ôïí éó÷õñéóìü "Bad Sound Kills Good Music" óå áõôüí áðáíôþ ìå ôï åîÞò "Audiophilia Kills the Ability to Enjoy/Love Music".
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    In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
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    Ìïõóéêü äéÜëåéììá ìå Ýíá ðïëý áãáðçìÝíï ìïõ ôñáãïýäé. ÁöéåñùìÝíï åîáéñåôéêÜ óå áíèñþðïõò ìå áíïé÷ôü ìõáëü êáé áßóèçóç ôïõ ÷éïýìïñ.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dp6LT2MdaPI


    Frank Zappa - Cosmik Debris


    The mystery man came over
    And he said I'm outta sight
    He said for a nominal service charge
    I could reach nirvana tonight
    If I was ready, willing and able
    To pay him his regular fee
    He would drop all the rest of his pressing affairs
    And devote his attention to me

    But I said look here brother
    Who you jiving with that cosmik debris?
    Now who you jiving with that cosmik debris?
    Look here brother, don't waste your time on me

    The mystery man got nervous and he fidget around a bit
    He reached in the pocket of his mystery robe
    And he whipped out a shaving kit
    Now I thought it was a razor
    And a can of foaming goo
    But he told me right then when the top popped open
    There was nothin' his box won't do
    With the oil of aphrodite, and the dust of the grand wazoo
    He said you might not believe this, little fella
    But it'll cure your asthma too

    And I said look here brother
    Who you jiving with that cosmik debris?
    Now what kind of a guru are you, anyway?
    Look here brother, don't waste your time on me
    (Don't waste your time)

    I've got troubles of my own, I said
    And you can't help me out
    So, take your meditations and your preparations
    And ram it up your snout
    But I got the crystal ball, he said
    And held it to the light
    So I snatched it, all away from him
    And I showed him how to do it right

    I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
    So I looked like I was deep
    I said some mumbo-jumbo, then
    I told him he was going to sleep
    I robbed his rings and pocketwatch
    And everything else I found
    I had that sucker hypnotized
    He couldn't even make a sound
    I proceeded to tell him his future, then
    As long as he was hanging around
    I said the price of meat has just gone up
    And your old lady has just gone down

    Look here brother
    Who you jiving with that cosmik debris?
    Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
    Don't you know, you could make more money as a butcher?
    So, don't waste your time on me
    Don't waste it, don't waste your time on me (om shanti, om shanti, om shanti, shanti)
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    Ðåñß ôïõ ÷üìðé ôçò õøçëÞò ðéóôüôçôáò ôï áíÜãíùóìá...

    ÃñÜöåé áíþíõìïò ôéò, êáé íïõíå÷Þò, ó÷ïëéáóôÞò:

    "Áí ôï ÷üìðé áõôü äåí åßíáé ãéá ëßãïõò ðÜíôùò, äåí âëÝðù ãéáôß ï ßäéïò (üðùò êáé Üëëïé) Ýêñéíåò óêüðéìï íá äþóåéò Ýíáí óêáóìü ëåöôÜ ãéá íá áêïýóåéò ôçí ç÷ïãñÜöçóç üðùò ðñÝðåé, äåß÷íïíôáò ôïí ðñïóÞêïíôá óåâáóìü óôïí êáëëéôÝ÷íç· áí ç äïõëåéÜ ãßíåôáé êáé ìå ëéãüôåñá ÷ñÞìáôá, ôüôå êÜðïõ åìðëÝêåôáé êáé ï ðáñÜãïíôáò ôïõ êïéíùíéêïý ãïÞôñïõ Þ ôçò áßóèçóçò üôé áíÞêåé êáíåßò óå åðßëåêôåò "êïéíùíéêÝò ïìÜäåò", áöïý åßíáé óå èÝóç íá åðéëÝãåé premium ðñïúüíôá êáé õðçñåóßåò. Ôï üôé ðïëý óõ÷íÜ ïé óõóêåõÝò Þ÷ïõ êáé åéêüíáò ðáñïìïéÜæïíôáé áðü åóÜò ôïõò ßäéïõò ìå áíôßóôïé÷á ìïíôÝëá áõôïêéíÞôùí, áñêåß ãéá íá ôåêìçñéþóåé ôïõ ëüãïõ ôï áëçèÝò.

    Äýï åßíáé ôá ôéíÜ åðïìÝíùò: Þ ç õøçëÞ ðéóôüôçôá áöïñÜ ôïõò ðïëý ëßãïõò, ïðüôå õðïêñßíåóôå ìå ôá ùò Üíù ëüãéá óáò (áëëÜ åßóôå... óõíåðåßò ìå ôá ðåðñáãìÝíá óáò) Þ åßíáé ïéêïíïìéêÜ ðñïóéôÞ óôïõò ðïëëïýò, áëëÜ óôçí ðåñßðôùóç ôçí äéêÞ óáò êáé Üëëùí åäþ Ý÷ïõìå íá êÜíïõìå ìå ôõðéêÜ öáéíüìåíá íåïðëïõôéóìïý (áõôÞ åßíáé ç óùóôÞ ëÝîç, åöüóïí áóôéêÞ ôÜîç êáé áóôéêüò ðïëéôéóìüò ìå ôçí éóôïñéêÞ Ýííïéá äåí õößóôáôáé ðéá· åêôüò áí íïìßæïõí êÜðïéïé üôé åðåéäÞ áêïýíå êëáóéêÞ áðü éìÝñóéâ ðïëõêÜíáëï, áõôü ôïõò ìåôáôñÝðåé áõôïìÜôùò óå äåéíïýò ÷ïñåõôÝò âáëò óå áóôéêÜ óáëüíéá ùò Üëëïé Ãáôüðáñäïé, üðïõ ôï ìüíï ðïõ áðïìÝíåé åßíáé íá âãåé ç Êëáïýíôéá ÊáñíôéíÜëå ðßóù áðü ôçí âáñéÜ âåëïýäéíç êïõñôßíá êáé íá ôïõò ðÜñåé áðü ôï ÷Ýñé!).

    ...

    Ìðá, äåí èá Þèåëá íá ðáãéùèþ óôï ñüëï ôïõ... ÓôÝöáíïõ ×ßïõ ôùí åã÷þñéùí öüñïõì ôå÷íïëïãßáò, áöïý áõôü èá åíåñãïðïéïýóå áõôüìáôá áíôéäñÜóåéò áíÜëïãåò ìå áõôÝò ôïõ ôñåëïý ôïõ ÷ùñéïý (ðñÜãìá ðïõ Þäç óõìâáßíåé óå ìåãÜëï âáèìü). ¼ðùò ëÝåé êáé ï ÍôïìÝíéêï üìùò, óå áõôÞí ôçí óêçíÞ áðü ôçí íïóôáëãßá ôïõ Ôáñêüöóêé, What kind of world is this if a madman tells you you must be ashamed of yourselves:

    https://youtu.be/zrjgPqX7nPs

    ..."

    ÐÝñáí ôïõ íá äçëþóù üôé ôá áíùôÝñù ìå âñßóêïõí áðïëýôùò óýìöùíï, êáé äåí ÷ñÞæïõí ïéáóäÞðïôå ðåñáéôÝñù ôåêìçñßùóçò - ùò ðñïöáíÞ êáé áõôáðüäåéêôá, äñÜôôïìáé ôçò åõêáéñßáò íá êáôáóôÞóù Ýôé ðåñáéôÝñù óáöÞ ôçí êåíüôçôá êáé ìáôáéïäïîßá ôïõ ÷áëéåíôéóìïý, Ýíèåí êáêåßèåí ôçò äéá÷ùñéóôéêÞò ãñáììÞò Þ ïðïßá, õðïôßèåôáé üôé, äéá÷ùñßæåé ôá äõï "áíôßðáëá óôñáôüðåäá", ÷ñçóéìïðïéþíôáò ôï áðüóðáóìá áðü ôç áñéóôïõñãçìáôéêÞ äçìéïõñãßá ôïõ Ôáñêüöóêé "Íïóôáëãßá".

    Ï Domenico Ýíáò ðñáãìáôéêÜ áéíéãìáôéêüò ÷áñáêôÞñáò, êÜôï÷ïò ôçò ïéêïõìåíéêÞò áëÞèåéáò, äå äéóôÜæåé íá ìéëÞóåé áíïé÷ôÜ ãéá ôçí ðáñÜíïéá ôïõ óýã÷ñïíïõ ðïëéôéóìïý. Óôçí ðëáôåßá ôçò Ñþìçò, áíåâáóìÝíïò óôï Üãáëìá ôïõ Marcus Aurellius, ìáò èõìßæåé áñ÷áßï ôñáãùäü, ôç óôéãìÞ ðïõ áðåõèýíåé Ýêêëçóç ðñïò ôï óõãêåíôñùìÝíï ðëÞèïò ãéá åðéóôñïöÞ óôéò èåìåëéþäåéò áñ÷Ýò. ÖôÜíåé óôï óçìåßï íá áõôïðõñðïëçèåß ðñïóöÝñïíôáò, ùò Üëëïò Ìåóóßáò, ôç æùÞ ôïõ ãéá ôçí åîéëÝùóç ôïõ êüóìïõ.

    ÁõôÞ ç óêçíÞ, ç õðåñâáôéêÜ óõãêëïíéóôéêÞ, åßíáé éêáíÞ íá óõíôáñÜîåé ãéá ôá êáëÜ ôçí "åýñõèìá ôáêôïðïéçìÝíç" êáèçìåñéíüôçôá åíüò "÷áñïýìåíïõ êáôáíáëùôÞ" áñêåß áõôüò íá åßíáé äåêôéêüò êáé éêáíüò íá áðïêùäéêïðïéÞóåé ôçí ðïéçôéêÞ áöÞãçóç ôïõ óêçíïèÝôç.

    Áò äïýìå ëßãï ôé èåùñþ åîïñãéóôéêü ó÷åôéêÜ ìå ôïõò ÷áëéåíôüöñïíåò ÷ñçóéìïðïéþíôáò ôï ðáñÜäåéãìá áõôÞò ôçò óêçíÞò ôçò ôáéíßáò (åííïåßôáé ìå óáöåßò ðñïåêôÜóåéò êáé óôçí áêñüáóç ôçò ìïõóéêÞò).

    Áò õðïèÝóïõìå üôé Ý÷ïõìå äõï ðåñéðôþóåéò ÷áëéåíôïöñüíùí áíÞêïíôåò óôá "áíôßðáëá óôñáôüðåäá": ï Ýíáò íåüðëïõôïò ìå ðñïêëçôéêÜ ðáíÜêñéâï ïðôéêïáêïõóôéêü åîïðëéóìü êáé ï Üëëïò ìå ðïëý áêñéâü ïðôéêïáêïõóôéêü åîïðëéóìü üìùò óýìöùíá ìå ôéò åðéôáãÝò ôçò õøçëÞò ðéóôüôçôáò áíáðáñáãùãÞò Þ÷ïõ êáé åéêüíáò.

    Åíäå÷üìåíï ðñþôï: Ïõäåßò ôïõò èá äåé ôçí ôáéíßá ôïõ Ôáñêüöóêé äéüôé äåí åßíáé 4Ê, äåí Ý÷åé HDR, äåí åßíáé ðïëõêÜíáëç (ãéá éììÝñóéâ ïýôå ëüãïò íá ãßíåôáé), äåí Ý÷åé ôï .1 êáíÜëé, äåí Ý÷åé åíôõðùóéáêÜ ïðôéêÜ êáé ç÷çôéêÜ åöÝ ê.ï.ê. ôá ïðïßá äåí "áîéïðïéïýí" ôéò äõíáôüôçôåò ôïõ ïðôéêïáêïõóôéêïý åîïðëéóìïý ôïõò êáé, êáôÜ óõíÝðåéá, äåí ôïõò ðñïóöÝñïõí ôçí ïðôéêïáêïõóôéêÞ áðüëáõóç ðïõ åðéæçôïýí êáé ãéá ôçí ïðïßá Ý÷ïõí äéáèÝóåé ðïëý ìåãÜëá ÷ñçìáôéêÜ ðïóÜ.

    Åíäå÷üìåíï äåýôåñï: Ãéá ëüãïõò ôïõò ïðïßïõò áäõíáôþ íá öáíôáóôþ ... âëÝðïõí ôçí ôáéíßá, Ýóôù êáé ùò áõôïôéìùñßá, Ýùò ôï ôÝëïò. Äåí Ý÷åé ôç ãñÞãïñç ðëïêÞ, óêçíÝò óåî êáé âßáò, åíôõðùóéáêÜ ïðôéêïáêïõóôéêÜ åöÝ, êáé óôçí ôåëéêÞ åßíáé êáé ... áñãÞ êáé øéëïâáñåôÞ âñå áäåñöÝ. Áìöüôåñïé, ï êáèÝíáò áðü ôç óêïðéÜ ôïõ, èá âñßóêïõí êáé èá åðéêåíôñþíïõí ôçí ðñïóï÷Þ ôïõò óôï ôé ôïõò ëåßðåé êáé ôé ôïõò åíï÷ëåß: äåí åßíáé 4Ê, äåí Ý÷åé HDR, Ý÷åé êüêêï, äåí åßíáé ðïëõêÜíáëç (ãéá éììÝñóéâ ïýôå ëüãïò íá ãßíåôáé), äåí Ý÷åé ôï .1 êáíÜëé, äåí Ý÷åé åíôõðùóéáêÜ ïðôéêÜ êáé ç÷çôéêÜ åöÝ ê.ï.ê.. Êáé êÜðïõ åêåß Ý÷ïõí ÷Üóåé ôçí ïõóßá êáé ôï íüçìá ôïõ óõãêëïíéóôéêïý ìïíïëüãïõ ôïõ Domenico:

    "Quale antenato parla in me?

    Io non posso vivere contemporaneamente nella mia testa e nel mio corpo

    Per questo non riesco ad essere una sola persona

    Sono capace di sentirmi un infinità di cose contemporaneamente

    Il male vero del nostro tempo è che non ci sono più i grandi maestri

    La strada del nostro cuore è coperta d¢ombra

    Bisogna ascoltare le voci che sembrano inutili

    Bisogna che nei cervelli occupati dalle lunghe tubature delle fogne

    Dai muri delle scuole dall¢asfalto e dalle pratiche assistenziali

    Entri il ronzio degli insetti

    Bisogna riempire gli orecchi gli occhi di tutti noi di cose che siano all¢inizio di un grande sogno

    Qualcuno deve gridare che costruiremo le piramidi

    Non importa se poi non le costruiremo, bisogna alimentare il desiderio

    Bisogna tirare l¢anima da tutte le parti come se fosse un lenzuolo dilatabile all¢infinito

    Se volete che il mondo vada avanti dobbiamo tenerci per mano

    Ci dobbiamo mescolare ai cosiddetti sani e ai cosiddetti ammalati

    Ehi voi Sani! Che cosa significa la vostra salute?

    Tutti gli occhi dell¢umanità stanno guardando il burrone dove stiamo tutti precipitando

    La libertà non ci serve se voi non avete il coraggio di guardarci in faccia

    Di mangiare con noi, di bere con noi, di dormire con noi

    Sono proprio i cosiddetti sani che hanno portato il mondo sull¢orlo della catastrofe

    Uomo ascolta in te acqua fuoco e poi la cenere e le ossa dentro la cenere

    Le ossa e la cenere

    Dove sono quando non sono nella realtà

    E neanche nella mia immaginazione?

    Faccio un nuovo patto col mondo

    Che ci sia il sole di notte e nevichi d¢agosto.

    Le cose grandi finiscono sono quelle piccole che durano.

    La società deve tornare unita e non così frammentata.

    Basterebbe osservare la natura per capire che la vita è semplice

    E che bisogna tornare al punto di prima

    In quel punto dove voi avete imboccato la strada sbagliata.

    Bisogna tornare alle basi principali della vita

    Senza sporcare l¢acqua.

    Che razza di mondo è questo

    Se è un pazzo che vi dice

    Che dovete vergognarvi!

    Adesso Musica... Musica... Musica... Oh madre...Oh madre... l'aria e' quella cosa leggera che ti gira intorno alla testa e diventa piu' chiara quando ridi."

    Ôï íá óõëëÜâåé êáíåßò ôï ìåãáëåßï êáé ôï íüçìá áõôÞò ôçò óêçíÞò åßíáé ðïõ Ý÷åé íüçìá êáé áîßá êáé ü÷é óå ðïéï ìÝóï ðñïâïëÞò èá ôç äåé êáé ìå ôé ç÷ïóýóôçìá èá áêïýåé. Åßíáé ôüóï äýóêïëï íá ãßíåé êáôáíïçôü áõôü;

    ÊÜôé áðïëýôùò áíôßóôïé÷ï óõìâáßíåé êáé ìå ôçí áêñüáóç ìïõóéêþí Ýñãùí: ðñïóðáèïýí íá äéáêñéâþóïõí ðüóï êáëÜ Þ ðéóôÜ áíáðáñÜãåé ôçí ç÷ïãñÜöçóç ôï ç÷ïóýóôçìÜ ôïõò, ðïõ õóôåñåß, ôé èá ìðïñïýóáí íá êÜíïõí ãéá íá "âåëôéþóïõí" Þ íá êÜíïõí ðéï "óùóôÞ" ôç äõíáôüôçôá ç÷çôéêÞò áíáðáñáãùãÞò ôïõ ç÷ïóõóôÞìáôüò ôïõò, ÷ùñßò ïõóéáóôéêÜ íá äßíïõí ðñïóï÷Þ óôï ôé ðñïóðáèåß íá åðéêïéíùíÞóåé ï åêÜóôïôå äçìéïõñãüò. ÔÝñðïíôáé áðü ôï ðåñéôýëéãìá åíþ áäõíáôïýí (Þ áäéáöïñïýí) íá óõëëÜâïõí Þ íá áðïëáýóïõí ôï ðåñéå÷üìåíï.

    Áõôïß, ëïéðüí, Ý÷ïõí ôï áðýèìåíï èñÜóïò íá ëåéôïõñãïýí ùò ÊÞíóïñåò êáé ÔéìçôÝò ôùí áðëþí ìïõóéêüöéëùí ôïõò ïðïßïõò èåùñïýí ãñáöéêïýò êáé Üó÷åôïõò....
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    In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
    Robert M. Pirsig

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    Íïóôáëãßá

    Íïóôáëãßá åßíáé ï ôßôëïò êéíçìáôïãñáöéêïý Ýñãïõ ôïõ 1983, óå óêçíïèåóßá ôïõ ÁíôñÝé Ôáñêüöóêé êáé ðñùôáãùíéóôÝò ôïõò ¼ëåãê Ãéáíêüöóêé, ÍôïìéôæéÜíá ÔæéïñíôÜíï êáé ¸ñëáíô Ãéüóåöóïí.

    Óôç Âéêéðáéäåßá äéáâÜæïõìå ó÷åôéêÜ ìå ôçí ðëïêÞ:

    Ï óõããñáöÝáò ÁíôñÝé Ãêïñóáêüö óêïðåýåé íá ãñÜøåé ôçí âéïãñáößá ôïõ Ñþóïõ óõìðáôñéþôç ôïõ êáé ðïéçôÞ Óáóíüöóêé, ï ïðïßïò åß÷å æÞóåé ôïí 18ï áéþíá êáé áöïý Ýìåéíå óôçí Éôáëßá ãéá ôñßá ÷ñüíéá, åðéóôñÝöïíôáò óôçí Ñùóßá Ýãéíå ñÜêïò êáé áõôïêôüíçóå. Ï ÁíôñÝé ãéá íá ìðïñÝóåé íá êáôáëÜâåé ôé Þôáí áõôü ðïõ óçìÜäåøå ôçí æùÞ ôïõ Óáóíüöóêé, áðïöáóßæåé íá åðéóêåöôåß ôçí Éôáëßá, ôïí ôüðï ðïõ åß÷å æÞóåé ï Óáóíüöóêé.

    Ï ÁíôñÝé ðñïóëáìâÜíåé ãéá ìåôáöñÜóôñéá êáé ôáîéäéùôéêÞ óõíïäü ôçí ðïëý üìïñöç Åõãåíßá, ç ïðïßá áðü ôçí áãÜðç ðïõ ôñÝöåé ãéá ôçí ñùóéêÞ öéëïëïãßá åñùôåýåôáé ôïí ÁíôñÝé öáíåñÜ, åðåéäÞ âëÝðåé óôïí ÁíôñÝé ôçí ðñïóùðïðïßçóç ôçò ÑùóéêÞò ëïãïôå÷íßáò. Ï ÁíôñÝé üìùò áäéáöïñåß ãéá ôá áéóèÞìáôÜ ôçò, åíþ ðéóôåýåé üôé ôï åíäéáöÝñïí ôçò ãéá ôçí ÑùóéêÞ ëïãïôå÷íßá åßíáé áðëÜ åðéöáíåéáêü. Ìå ìéá óåéñÜ áëëçãïñéêþí áíáðáñáóôÜóåùí ôïõ êïéìþìåíïõ ÁíôñÝé ï Ôáñêüöóêé ðáñïõóéÜæåé ìéá ïëüöùôç íõêôåñéíÞ öýóç êáèþò êáé çëéüëïõóôåò âñï÷åñÝò óêçíÝò. Ç ãõíáßêá ôïõ ÁíôñÝé ðáñçãïñåß ôçí Åõãåíßá, åíþ ãõíáßêåò êáé êïñéôóÜêéá ó÷åäüí áêßíçôåò ðáßñíïõí ìÝñïò óå óêçíÝò óôçí öèéíïðùñéíÞ ýðáéèñï ôçí þñá ðïõ ï Þëéïò áíáôÝëëåé.

    ÊáôÜ ôçí äéÜñêåéá ôçò äéáìïíÞò ôïõ ï ÁíôñÝé ãíùñßæåé ôïí ôñåëü ôïõ ÷ùñéïý ðïõ ôïí ëÝíå ÍôïìÝíéêï, êáé ìõåßôáé óôçí ôñáãéêÞ éóôïñßá ôçò æùÞò ôïõ. ÐáëéÜ ï ÍôïìÝíéêï åß÷å áðïìïíþóåé ôçí ïéêïãÝíåéÜ ôïõ óôï óðßôé ôïõò êáé ôïõò êñáôïýóå öõëáêéóìÝíïõò ãéá åöôÜ ÷ñüíéá ìÝ÷ñé ðïõ ïé ãåßôïíåò ôïõò îÝ÷áóáí åíôåëþò, êáé ç áóôõíïìßá Þëèå ìéá ìÝñá êáé ôïõò áðåëåõèÝñùóå. Áðü ôüôå êáé ìåôÜ ï ÍôïìÝíéêï ðïõ áêüìá æåé ìüíïò ôïõ ôþñá óôï åñåéðùìÝíï ðéá óðßôé êáé óôçí åñåéðùìÝíç êáé åãêáôáëåëåéììÝíç ãåéôïíéÜ Ý÷åé Ýíáí êáé ìïíáäéêü óêïðü óôçí æùÞ ôïõ. ÈÝëåé íá óþóåé ôïí êüóìï ðåñíþíôáò ìÝóá áðü ôï íåñü óôá éáìáôéêÜ ëïõôñÜ ôçò Áãßáò Áéêáôåñßíçò áðü ôçí ìéá ìåñéÜ ìÝ÷ñé ôçí Üëëç êñáôþíôáò óôï ÷Ýñé ôïõ Ýíá áíáììÝíï êåñß ÷ùñßò íá óâÞóåé. Ï ÍôïìÝíéêï ðñïóðÜèçóå ðïëëÝò öïñÝò, áëëÜ äåí ôá êáôÜöåñå, åðåéäÞ ïé íôüðéïé üôáí áõôüò Ýìðáéíå óôï íåñü, áõôïß ôïí Ýâãáæáí ìå ôï æüñé Ýîù ãéá íá ìçí ðíéãåß. Ï ÁíôñÝé äåß÷íåé êáôáíüçóç ãéá ôïí ÍôïìÝíéêï êáé, áí êáé äéóôáêôéêÜ, ôïõ õðüó÷åôáé íá ðåñÜóåé áõôüò ôï êåñß óôçí áðÝíáíôé ü÷èç.

    Ï ÁíôñÝé èá îå÷Üóåé ôçí õðüó÷åóÞ ôïõ ìÝ÷ñé ðïõ ç Åõãåíßá èá ôïõ ôçëåöùíÞóåé áðü ôçí Ñþìç ãéá íá ôïõ ðåé üôé ï ÍôïìÝíéêï åßíáé ðñùôáãùíéóôÞò åíüò ÷Üðåíéíãê ðïõ äéïñãáíþíïõí ïé ôñåëïß óå ìéá ðëáôåßá ôçò Ñþìçò. Ï ÍôïìÝíéêï Ý÷åé áíåâåß óå Ýíá Üãáëìá êáé âãÜæåé ëüãïõò öëïãåñïýò åäþ êáé ôñåéò ìÝñåò. Ï ÍôïìÝíéêï óôï ôÝëïò ôçò ïìéëßáò ôïõ áõôïðõñðïëåßôáé. Ï ÁíôñÝé, ðïõ Þôáí Ýôïéìïò íá åðéóôñÝøåé óôçí ðáôñßäá ôïõ áëëÜæåé áìÝóùò ôá ó÷Ýäéá êáé îåêéíÜåé ãéá íá ðÜåé ðßóù óôá èåñìÜ ëïõôñÜ. ÖôÜíïíôáò åêåß áéóèÜíåôáé åîïõèåíùìÝíïò, áëëÜ ìå ôéò ôåëåõôáßåò äõíÜìåéò ðïõ ôïõ áðïìÝíïõí êáé ìå ôï áíáììÝíï êåñÜêé óôï ÷Ýñé ðñïóôáôåýïíôáò ôçí öëüãá áðü ôïí Üíåìï óáí ðïëýôéìï áãáèü èá ðåñÜóåé ìåôÜ áðü ðïëëÝò ðñïóðÜèåéåò áðü ôçí ìßá ü÷èç óôçí Üëëç åêðëçñþíïíôáò Ýôóé ôçí õðüó÷åóç ðïõ åß÷å äþóåé, áëëÜ êáé ôïí óêïðü ôïõ ÍôïìÝíéêï.

    Ç ôáéíßá, ãéá üóïõò ôõ÷üí åíäéáöÝñïíôáé, õðÜñ÷åé ïëüêëçñç êáé õðïôéôëéóìÝíç óôï youtube.



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    In the high country of the mind one has to become adjusted to the thinner air of uncertainty...
    Robert M. Pirsig

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