1. The musical alter ego… Read Full Bio ↴There is more than one artist known as The Boy.
1. The musical alter ego of Greek film director Alexandros Voulgaris.
2. The musical alter ego of Japanese musician Akihisa Ota.
3. The Boy é um trapper brasileiro.
1. The Boy started playing keyboards and writing songs for the band f(a39) from 1997 to 2003. F(a39) released a mini ep and also recorded music for two films directed by The Boy. The Right Moves, 2000 and Crying?, 2004.
After that he joined the electro-trash band Sportex (personal project of Felizol) for two years. The band was also joined by Dr.Hecktor.
In 2004 The Boy formed the punk performance Mary and The Boy. They received a lot of attention from the alternative musical press of Greece for their live performances and recently released their first album.
He was the music supervisor in his latest film "Pink" and wrote some new music for it.
He has opened concerts of artists such as Barry Adamson, Baby Dee, F.M.Palumbo and concerts for Marc Almond, Four Tet, Holly Golightly and Cocorosie with Mary and The Boy.
The Boy's first album "50 God damned songs " was released in 2007.
He is now making music for theater play "Kislorod" by Ivan Vyrypaev.
He is also presenting "Please Make Me Dance" performance shows and he released his second album "BEAT" in October.
Ξαπλώστρες φέρετρα
The Boy Lyrics
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Δεν υπάρχουν ομπρέλες. Είναι πολύ ακριβές για μας μωρό μου.
Η πίστη μας λιώνει και μένουμε γυμνοί και απέναντι ο Θεός που μας μισεί
προσωπικά και τον καθένα μας ξεχωριστά.
Στους 45 βαθμούς αιώνια κοιμάμαι. Νανουρίζω την ηθική μου.
Σατανικοί στίχοι μου κλέψαν την καρδιά.
Του μικρού αγοριού τα γυαλιά είναι θολά.
Στους 45 βαθμούς τα όνειρα μπάζουν.
Νεκροθάβω τη λογική μου.
Σαμπαθικοί ρυθμοί μου κλέψαν την καρδιά.
Του νεκρού αγοριού τα γυαλιά είναι νεκρά.
Ώσπου ο κόσμος θα σε περικυκλώσει και επιτέλους θα νιώσεις Θεε,
πως είναι να γεννιέσαι γυμνός.
The Boy's song "Ξαπλώστρες φέρετρα" is a powerful and thought-provoking piece about the absurdity of life, death, and human existence. The lyrics convey a sense of existential despair and nihilism, as the singer contemplates the futility of faith and the meaninglessness of human endeavors. The opening lines paint a picture of a dystopian world where people lie on sunbeds that resemble coffins, and umbrellas are too expensive, implying a society that places more value on materialism than life. The desperation in the singer's voice is palpable as he questions the existence of God, and the hatred that God may have towards humanity.
The second verse delves even deeper into the singer's despair, as he imagines himself lying on a sunbed at 45 degrees Celsius, trying to lull himself to sleep by numbing his conscience. He attributes his melancholy to his affinity to Satanism and how it has influenced his thoughts and emotions. The mention of a little boy with cloudy glasses implies that the singer sees the world as a bleak and hopeless place, and he is incapable of seeing anything clearly. The last line of the verse, "My loneliness needs liposuction", captures the absolute despair of the singer, who sees his misery as a physical condition that needs medical attention.
The final verse of the song describes a world where dreams are crushed, reason is futile, and music is the only solace. The singer has now become the "gravedigger of his own logic", and he sees himself as a dead man walking. The reference to a dead boy with dead glasses is a reminder of the singer's own mortality, and the inevitability of death that we all face. The song ends with the hope that one day the singer will be enveloped by the world, and he will finally feel the presence of God, and the liberation of being born naked.
Overall, "Ξαπλώστρες φέρετρα" is a poignant and evocative piece that delves into the darkest corners of human existence. It is a profound reflection on the meaning of life, death, and the human struggle to find purpose and meaning in an indifferent world.
Line by Line Meaning
Όλοι ξαποστάσαν σε ξαπλώστρες φέρετρα.
Everyone is lying in coffin-like lounge chairs.
Δεν υπάρχουν ομπρέλες. Είναι πολύ ακριβές για μας μωρό μου.
There are no umbrellas. They are too expensive for us, my dear.
Η πίστη μας λιώνει και μένουμε γυμνοί και απέναντι ο Θεός που μας μισεί προσωπικά και τον καθένα μας ξεχωριστά.
Our faith is melting away and we remain naked, with God who personally hates us, each one of us separately.
Στους 45 βαθμούς αιώνια κοιμάμαι. Νανουρίζω την ηθική μου.
At 45 degrees, I sleep eternally. I lull my conscience to sleep.
Σατανικοί στίχοι μου κλέψαν την καρδιά.
My satanic lyrics stole my heart.
Του μικρού αγοριού τα γυαλιά είναι θολά.
The little boy's glasses are blurry.
Ψυχοσωμάτικη όραση και η μοναξιά μου χρειάζεται λιποάναρροφηση.
Psychosomatic vision and my loneliness needs liposuction.
Στους 45 βαθμούς τα όνειρα μπάζουν.
At 45 degrees, dreams collide.
Νεκροθάβω τη λογική μου.
I bury my logic like a corpse.
Σαμπαθικοί ρυθμοί μου κλέψαν την καρδιά.
My Sabbath rhythms stole my heart.
Του νεκρού αγοριού τα γυαλιά είναι νεκρά.
The dead boy's glasses are dead.
Ώσπου ο κόσμος θα σε περικυκλώσει και επιτέλους θα νιώσεις Θεε, πως είναι να γεννιέσαι γυμνός.
Until the world surrounds you and finally you will feel God, how it is to be born naked.
Contributed by Ruby Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.