Thanos Stavridis :accordion,
Vassilis Kommatas :clarinet,
Lakis Samaras: el. bass
and our newest members...
Thomas Kostoulas on drums and
Stefanos Liasios on vocals.
“BOPEIOI ETAIPOI ” is really the words “Vorei Etairi” read in Latin from Greek letters. It means as much as “Northern Partners”. This group from Northern Greece has developed their very own sound in the past 9 years, experimenting with the sounds of their Balkan environment from the point of view of a jazz background, with a touch (or more) of spice and lots of humor.
After some months of concentration, and with new members, they are back to present their new program and new sound...don't miss them!!!
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this folk-carol on myspace... Poem 230 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (see my blog for details): CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY
As gospellers have said, Beneath signalling skies, On land dusty to tread, A trough in a stable Was the strawy first-bed Of a divine baby - The forgiving Godhead.
A season for new hope - There then and here now; The yuletide of goodwill - There then and here now.
In respect of this chance, Beneath bright or dark skies, Faith's the star that we glance Attending Christ's churches And trying to enhance, With singing and ritual, Our God-loving stance.
Το Σάββατο 10 Οκτωβρίου παίζουμε στο ΚΥΤΤΑΡΟ (το τελευταίο λάιβ μας στην Αθήνα για το 2009) με κομμάτια «εφ’ όλης της ύλης» αλλά και με καινούργια, ανέκδοτα τραγούδια που κατόπιν θα μπούμε να ηχογραφήσουμε
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
