Brian Eno Documentary
And I like there to be a sense of conspiracy in the things I am doing. I don’t know why, really, why that appeals to me so much. The shock of seeing the perfect copy. […] It sort of tells you about another world that exists. A world of carefulness and meticulousness and deceit as well. I like the deceit being involved in it.
ten hours of forest sounds
»One that got away«
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
We are the perfume of corridors / Unfamiliarised with isolated activity / Traitors of privacy. / We are Utopian craftsmen / Scope-healed diplomats, pretty beggars / Not the product of poverty / We don’t take from anyone. / We are pillared by mild sadness and polymorphic history / Eternally skeptical, / But We Believe. / We are immortal volunteers. / Living in the sensation of being everything / And the certitude of being nothing. / We are just an outline. / We disband prompted paths of an movement / Extend our bodies, / Become abysmal dancers. / Paradoxical anatomies / And a moving chant / We are illiterates of perfection, / following the curve of belief. / Interested only in the gesture of bending. / Scaffolded postures / obscene geometry / Frozen irony. / We are deranged.
tiny desk concert
Gem Club »Twins«
»run baby run«
Sheryl Crow with Eric Clapton
»Die Ungenierten kommen - What happened to Magdalena Jung?«
Helge Schneider as Alfons Hitler