30 records in 30 days goes into the 21st round: no more love songs….
This song is a very nice example of what can happen when you get pulled onto the commercial side of the force. Or in other words: what happens when the hard core punks start making money.The Sex Pistols singer Jonny Lydon founded PIL (Public Image Limited), his personal successor band to the Sex Pistols. The pure punks will have despised him for it, I celebrated him. And by the way: this is not a white sheet of paper, this is the original record cover.
30 records in 30 days goes into its twentieth round: I’m gone for a while.
Now we come to one of the groups I celebrated not only during my student days, but right up to here and now. The Sisters of Mercy. And for once, there’s a story to go with them. I will never forget the one and only Sisters concert I went to with a friend. I’ve forgotten the location, because of course I didn’t keep the ticket.
The atmosphere was fascinating. The singer Andrew Eldritch in a black coat, the rest of the band members in black clothes on stage. In the middle of a dry ice fog. Indirectly lit from the back of the stage. That’s how I remember the whole stage set-up. Ingenious.
The fact that you could only see the four of them dimly created a very strange, unreal atmosphere. As if there were no people on stage, but ghosts or aliens. Brilliantly done. Something like that should be realised in a club.
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My brain is in the cupboard, above the kitchen sink. That’s how I feel in corona times. Sitting at home, not just one day to relax. No, the entire week, 24/7. What’s left? Nothing, everything is boring. Wait. A techno angel is knocking at your door. It has a gift…
Enjoy – directly from the machine heaven – the Januar edition of tante techno’s tea time. May the music be with you! And don’t even think about switching to the wrong side of the music…
30 records in 30 days goes into its nineteenth round. Collapses in an ideal world.
Since we’ve been in the middle of my New Wave phase since yesterday, here’s another one of my favourites. It’s funny, there were fewer stories connected with music during my studies. Probably because I had more money in the studio and therefore bought more records. As a substitute for a story, however, there is a remix of perhaps the best-known song from this LP, “Collapsing New People”. It was produced by veteran-DJ Wesbam in 2003.
30 records in 30 days goes into its seventeenth round. Let’s take a look at the last film with some big men…
Along with the end of my time in the Bundeswehr (hurray!) and the beginning of my studies (hurray, hurray! The era of boredom and stupidity came to an end, finally I could use my brain again) I started a new musical chapter: New Wave in all possible varieties. Sometimes with a lot of synthesizer, sometimes with guitars, sometimes a mix of both. One of my favourites was this album.
30 records in 30 days enters its sixteenth round. Listen to the voice of buddha…
Yessss. That’s it. With this record I was finally drawn to the danceable side of electronic music. How many times I listened to it, I don’t know. Quite often, anyway. I was thinking for a long time about picking up the band’s second long-playing record (Travelogue). But no, if we’re already on debut albums, then we’ll stick to that. Just as Klaus Schulze was the spark that ignited synthesiser music, Human League was the spark that ignited danceable electronic music.
30 Records in 30 Days enters its fifteenth round. Beyond the door, agents are waiting in cinemas.
I thought long and hard about whether I should include this record in the 30 days. As I listened to the various songs, it occurred to me why I’ve been repressing it all these years. In contrast to the first two albums, „33 Tage in Ketten“ and „Monarchie und Alltag“, this album falls well short.
This was the turning point of Fehlfarben and from then on I didn’t really loved them anymore. I just liked them. In this respect, this LP is a mourning milestone, a swan song to the former musical genius of the band.
There is an nice story about Fehlfarben I would like to share. When I was at the love Island Festival in Bad Abbach in 2017, I met Tigerskin (a DJ), he is not much younger than I am. We had a great chat from the beginning and of course after a short time we dived into our musical past. During that conversation, a very magical moment arose. At the keyword Fehlfarben came – as if shot out of a pistol – “Paul ist tot” and I added “kein Freispiel drin”. I then threw a sentence from another song into the round “es liegt ein Grauschleier über der Stadt”, which Tigerskin supplemented with the following words: “den meine Mutter noch nicht weggewaschen hat”. We both still knew the lyrics by heart after so many years.
Wow, we both stood there – like little children in front of the Christmas tree – with shining eyes and dived deep into our youth after these four sentences and rejoiced in our common enthusiasm for Fehlfarben. I will never forget this moment, 2:00 in the night in Bad Abbach.
Back to “Glut und Asche”. It is not bad, but just a farewell to the old Fehlfarben.
30 records in 30 days goes into the fourteenth round. “Lieber Gott ich wünsch mir so. Meine Stimme im Radio. In den Charts Nummer Vier. Alle sind so nett zu mir.”
These first lines from the first song on the A-side of this LP have accompanied me not only through my youth, but also into the present time. O. k., wicked people will say it’s punky Tralala, simply Neue Deutsche Welle. Some of the lyrics are hilarious, some even show some depth. In contrast to Alien Sex Fiend it’s easy-going German punk with a bit of infantile nonsense.
Probably that’s why I love this LP. Not only because it appeals to my childish mind, but also because there are so many memories associated with the songs. I’ve been searching for it for the last decade and a half, but it’s not available on CD or as a legal electronic download. In 2020 I bought it again, a real vinyl record after more than 30 years. Digitized at a friend’s house and cherished ever since.
30 records in 30 days goes into the thirteenth round. A trip to the moon or goodbye and smoke your bones?
From the beginning ASF was a pretty weird band with a distinct morbid humor. But maybe they were just creative? Or simply crazy? In any case, they combined several different worlds: Punk, experimental electronic music styles, visual art (the album covers were usually designed by Nik Fiend himself) and a bizarre stage performance. And that’s exactly what impressed me from the beginning. The band was just so completely different and so creative-surreal, so anti-mainstream and the music so good, for me it is a milestone in music history, almost artistic avant-garde.
A commercial success on a broad scale was denied to them from the beginning, they were simply too extreme, too eccentric and also too destructive. How? Here is a typical example from the track “breakdown and cry”: “Breakdown is on it’s way. Breakdown in the month of May. Breakdown and cry, lay down and die. Goodbye, goodbye.” Not everyone’s sense of humor, but whatever. Perhaps it is not humor, perhaps it is a hidden message? A misunderstood poem?
I still celebrate ASF and have therefore successively acquired some CDs and many electronic downloads.