ENIGMA

TAKIS@TAKIS...

OUT OF CONTROL, DON'T PUSH THE BUTTON

THIS WAS A MAN'S WORLD

ΤΙΤΑΝΙΚΟΣ

KARUNESH

"Come with me into the stars. 

Sir, come with me into winds where your heart will dance."

dj ΧΡΗΣΤΟΣ ΦΟΥΡΚΗΣ : ΠΑΡΟΥΣΙΑΣΗ

Christos Fourkis was born on the 12th of January 1981 in Aigio, Greece. Music has always been a part of his life since childhood.

His passion and appreciation for music, lead Christos into the world of Dj’ing introducing new and diverse musical innovations to his crowd. He started Dj’ing in the early period of 1997 performing in local clubs. His DJ appearances have been loved and respected national...ly and now internationally by performing on many well-known Internet radio stations.

The year of 1998 Christos Fourkis entered the world of producing electronic music. He purchased his first personal computer and analogue hardware to start composing his own electronic music. Professionally, Christos has been producing for 4 years and his first productions received a very good response from very well known and established artists. Currently, he has started his first batch of remixes and also looking for other artists to work with and share his passion for music.

Self-taught, Christos Fourkis has always followed his heart towards his goals to create genuine, impassioned music. Throughout the years of practicing and exploration, he has refined his sound engineering as well as his mastering sound techniques.

His dream and ambition is to express his feelings and make people understand his music when he is on the Decks.

ΤΟ ΚΑΛΟΚΑΙΡΙ ΑΥΤΟ...

ΔΕΚΑΠΕΝΤΑΥΓΟΥΣΤΑ

ΕΣΣΕΤΑΙ ΗΜΑΡ

ΘΗΒΑΙΟΣ "Η ΕΠΟΧΗ ΤΩΝ ΑΝΕΜΩΝ"

DEMOCRACY IS COMING...EVERYBODY KNOWS...FIRST WE TAKE... BERLIN

dedicated to the local and international scavengers of my country...

"Democracy"

It's coming through a hole in the air, 

from those nights in Tiananmen Square. 

It's coming from the feel 

that this ain't exactly real, 

or it's real, but it ain't exactly there. 

From the wars against disorder, 

from the sirens night and day, 

from the fires of the homeless, 

from the ashes of the gay: 

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. 

It's coming from the sorrow in the street, 

the holy places where the races meet; 

from the homicidal bitchin' 

that goes down in every kitchen 

to determine who will serve and who will eat. 

From the wells of disappointment 

where the women kneel to pray 

for the grace of God in the desert here 

and the desert far away: 

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. 

I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean 

I love the country but I can't stand the scene. 

And I'm neither left or right 

I'm just staying home tonight, 

getting lost in that hopeless little screen. 

But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags 

that Time cannot decay, 

I'm junk but I'm still holding up 

this little wild bouquet: 

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. 

It's coming to America first, 

the cradle of the best and of the worst. 

It's here they got the range 

and the machinery for change 

and it's here they got the spiritual thirst. 

It's here the family's broken 

and it's here the lonely say 

that the heart has got to open 

in a fundamental way: 

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. 

It's coming through a crack in the wall; 

on a visionary flood of alcohol; 

from the staggering account 

of the Sermon on the Mount 

which I don't pretend to understand at all. 

It's coming from the silence 

on the dock of the bay, 

from the brave, the bold, the battered 

heart of Chevrolet: 

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. 

Sail on, sail on 

O mighty Ship of State! 

To the Shores of Need 

Past the Reefs of Greed 

Through the Squalls of Hate 

Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on. 

It's coming from the women and the men. 

O baby, we'll be making love again. 

We'll be going down so deep 

the river's going to weep, 

and the mountain's going to shout Amen! 

It's coming like the tidal flood 

beneath the lunar sway, 

imperial, mysterious, 

in amorous array: 

Democracy is coming to the U.S.A. 

Sail on, sail on ... 

"First We Take Manhattan then ...Berlin"

They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom

For trying to change the system from within

I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'm guided by a signal in the heavens

I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin

I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'd really like to live beside you, baby

I love your body and your spirit and your clothes

But you see that line there moving through the station?

I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those

Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win

You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline

How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I don't like your fashion business mister

And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin

I don't like what happened to my sister

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'd really like to live beside you, baby ...

And I thank you for those items that you sent me

The monkey and the plywood violin

I practiced every night, now I'm ready

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

.....

Ah remember me, I used to live for music

Remember me, I brought your groceries in

Well it's Father's Day and everybody's wounded

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

και το επόμενο της τριλογίας αφιερωμένο ειδικά για τις υπέροχες μέρες (και νύχτες) που περνάμε στο "μετασοσιαλιστικό" matrix του σημερινού ελληνικού κράτους...

"Everybody knows"

Everybody knows the deal is rotten

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded

Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed

Everybody knows that the war is over

Everybody knows the good guys lost

Everybody knows the fight was fixed

The poor stay poor, the rich get rich

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking

Everybody knows that the captain lied

Everybody got this broken feeling

Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets

Everybody wants a box of chocolates

And a long stem rose

Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby

Everybody knows that you really do

Everybody knows that youve been faithful

Ah give or take a night or two

Everybody knows youve been discreet

But there were so many people you just had to meet

Without your clothes

And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it's now or never

Everybody knows that it's me or you

And everybody knows that you live forever

Ah when youve done a line or two

Everybody knows the deal is rotten

Old black Joe's still pickin cotton

For your ribbons and bows

And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the plague is coming

Everybody knows that it's moving fast

Everybody knows that the naked man and woman

Are just a shining artifact of the past

Everybody knows the scene is dead

But theres gonna be a meter on your bed

That will disclose

What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you're in trouble

Everybody knows what youve been through

From the bloody cross on top of Calvary

To the beach of Malibu

Everybody knows it's coming apart

Take one last look at this sacred heart

Before it blows

And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows

Thats how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows

ΝΟΤΗΣ ΞΑΝΑ....

PHONIQUE

You feel what you want it to be
You feel what you want it to be


The sun rises at nine departs at five
Ain't doing overtime no more
Because in this world of color
The brightest picture is plugged right into your wall

you think a little love is all you need
But love is such a small thing can't you see
I think you'll find it sits in a book and
changes the words that you read

You just feel what you want it to be
What you want it to feel
What you want it to be

You just feel what you want it to be
What you want it to feel
What you want it to be

The man in the moon has a cold in the back of his head today
So dark is the river as the old bridge of lovers
finds it's getting washed all away

There are three wise men in the darkness of the desert
Still trying to be finding their way
The tables have been laid and the food has been served
But the cost of eating is too much for most to pay

You think a little love is all you need
But love is such a small thing can't you see
I think you'll find it sits in a book and
changes the words that you read

You just feel what you want it to be
What you want it to feel
What you want it to be

What you want it to be

You think a little love is all you need
You think a little love is all you need