Bob Dylan. Νομπελ λογοτεχνίας 2016

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Panoramix

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Ένα μεγάλο μπράβο από μένα.
Δεν ξέρω κατά πόσο μπορεί να θεωρηθεί "δικαίωση" ή κάτι τέτοιο, είναι πάντως μια ευχάριστη είδηση.
 

Skakinen

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...και ένα Νόμπελ ''Χημείας'' στον Ozzy Osbourne...
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Panoramix

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Τα ειρωνικά σχόλια είναι επειδή δεν το αξίζει ή επειδή το πήρε με μισόν αιώνα καθυστέρηση;

Μάλλον για την αδικία σε βάρος του Φοίβου :p

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Αυτή την τελετή απονομής θέλω να την δω.

Πότε είναι?
Θα έχουμε και το άγχος αν θα την προλάβει.
 

Skakinen

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Αν υπήρχε Νόμπελ Τραγουδοποιίας βεβαίως και να το έπαιρνε. Νόμπελ Λογοτεχνίας όμως...
 

koupa

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Απάντηση: Re: Bob Dylan. Νομπελ λογοτεχνίας 2016

Αν υπήρχε Νόμπελ Τραγουδοποιίας βεβαίως και να το έπαιρνε. Νόμπελ Λογοτεχνίας όμως...

Και ο Μότσαρτ έγραφε μουσική κατά παραγγελία. Στην εποχή του νομίζω πως δε διέφερε από τον σύγχρονο Bob Dylan. Δε λέω υπάρχουν πολλοί συγγραφείς που πρέπει να τιμηθούν. Αλλά πρέπει να δούμε και το μπροστά.

Να το πω και στα δικά μας τα πράγματα. Είχα την τύχη να με διδάξει στο Λύκειο ένας εξαιρετικός φιλόλογος. Αν και είμαι των θετικών επιστημών μου ενέπνευσε τη λογοτεχνία. Μας έδινε ποιήματα και κείμενα εκτός ύλης να δούμε τα λογοτεχνικά ρεύματα που διδασκόμασταν. Επίσης μας έβαζε στον κόσμο του έντεχνου τραγουδιού. Εκεί έμαθα τον Καρυωτάκη, τον Γκάτσο, τον Καββαδία και τον Λόρκα. Καλός ο Βιτσέντζος Κορνάρος αλλά δεν έχει να μας δώσει κάτι σήμερα. Ο Σουρής από την άλλη έχει άπειρα πράγματα. Ο νέος θα μάθει πολλά περισσότερα από πράγματα της δικής του εποχής παρά από κάτι παλιό.
 

supersonic

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Τα ειρωνικά σχόλια είναι επειδή δεν το αξίζει ή επειδή το πήρε με μισόν αιώνα καθυστέρηση;

θα ήθελα να του το δίνανε επειδή είναι ο Ντύλαν.
Όχι επειδή είναι ....λογοτέχνης.

Όλος ο πλανήτης θεωρεί ότι ο Ντύλαν είναι τραγουδοποιός, τροβαδούρος....πείτε ότι θέλετε και οι ξενέρωτοι ακαδημαϊκοί σουηδοί ...λογοτέχνης.

αυτό μου θυμίζει εκείνο το ωραίο...με τον Jobim πού ήταν ...κιθαρίστας...
 
Σωστά. Οι λογοτέχνες είναι...χαλβάδες.

Το είχε πει και ένας πρώην δήμαρχός μας.

Κατά τη γνώμη μου τρεις ήταν οι μεγαλύτεροι ποιητές του 20ου αιώνα.

Ο ένας δεν πήρε Νόμπελ επειδή γούσταρε τον Μουσσολίνι.

Ο άλλος δεν πήρε Νόμπελ επειδή δεν τον γούσταρε ο Παλαμάς.

Και ο τρίτος - ο πιο άτυχος - αντί να φάει το κεφάλι του δε ροκ εν ρολ γουέϊ εκείνο το καλοκαίρι του 66, πήρε Νόμπελ στα γεράματα.

Λάϊφ σακς...
 

supersonic

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17 June 2006
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αυτά είναι σαν τα τιμητικά όσκαρ.
Τα δίνουν μόνο σε ραμολί.

βρήκαμε θέμα για το Σαββατο....
 
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'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on an uneventful morn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
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They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless, they need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight, from Desolation Row
Cinderella, she seems so easy, "It takes one to know one, " she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning. "You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up on Desolation Row
Now the moon is almost hidden, the stars are beginning to hide
The fortune telling lady has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row
Ophelia, she's 'neath the window for her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday she already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic she wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion, her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking into Desolation Row
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood with his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago with his friend, a jealous monk
Now he looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a cigarette
And he when off sniffing drainpipes and reciting the alphabet
You would not think to look at him, but he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin on Desolation Row
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser, she's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read, "Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row
Across the street they've nailed the curtains, they're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera in a perfect image of a priest
They are spoon feeding Casanova to get him to feel more assured
Then they'll kill him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls, "Get outta here if you don't know"
Casanova is just being punished for going to Desolation Row"
At midnight all the agents and the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone that knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders and then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row
Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting, "Which side are you on?!"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at them and fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much about Desolation Row
Yes, I received your letter yesterday, about the time the doorknob broke
When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke
All these people that you mention, yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces and give them all another name
Right now, I can't read too good, don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them from Desolation Row
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O Τσιφ εχει δικιο.Αργησαν παρα πολυ να του το δωσουν.Και ας ειναι και λογοτεχνιας.
Για μενα ηταν πολυ περισσοτερο ποιητης απο μουσικος.
 

Cicadelic Ranger

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Eδω πηρε το νομπελ Ειρηνης ο Σαντος...Ο Ντυλαν μας μαρανε ;

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One more cup of coffee 'fore I go...

Ο ανθρωπος ενα ζεστο καφε ζηταγε...Νομπελ του δωσανε.

Εχει φαση αυτος ο θεσμος τελικα.
 

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Απάντηση: Re: Bob Dylan. Νομπελ λογοτεχνίας 2016

αυτά είναι σαν τα τιμητικά όσκαρ.
Τα δίνουν μόνο σε ραμολί.

βρήκαμε θέμα για το Σαββατο....

Ε αν είναι να πείτε για τα Όσκαρ να 'ρθω κι εγώ