awake sleepwalking!

about 2 weeks backwards 2 musicians of great talent transformed already felicitous hours into memorable ones. an eerily powerful rattling mixture of storming 90ies-independent sounds commemorated exemplary bands which had their finger on the pulse at that time during an one hour stringent live set. this kind of unforced but for all that emotional charged north american indierock that modest mouse, sebadoh, pavement or quasi had been driven on then.

lead vocalist rudi maier, mark oliver everett`s soulmate demon, and his formidable drummer franz neugebauer generated a distinctive carriage and pair, called the dope, and took place at rocket club, la on october 23th. second guy bestrided his shooting gallery ad libitum and pumped needful force and spinal column into corpulent soundscapes. alongside he chiped in with alternating backing vocals if necessary.

from the very first an impulsive cliff-hanging, loud-voiced sound commanded their musical parquet. already the opener "old dogs" showed a complete high-level voice volume spectrum and the gamut of emotions. "ok babe", "strawberry chewing gum" and "prom queens (with high shoes)" took a similar line and followed the same route. within "den halder/seagulls don`t lie" the band evacuated pioneered paths for the first time. slow-going constructive music, more limited than before. rudi`s lyrics still have been rolling behind brilliant inerrable blurred melodic guitar accords. reality or vision? by all means moments of losing oneself. what beautiful dumpishness! or to say it with the band`s name: kind of pleasant intoxication. one of another best moments should deliver their most quietly song during this evening: "breakfast on an afternoon like this one". this piece of jewelry stopped all the clocks. while rudi maier has been snivelling his lyrical stories out to the world, while some electronic sound snippets have been hanging around the barrier and creeping aloft the ceiling, time seemed to be standing still. the only noise kept you awake has been a simple repetitive drum percussion, that nearly every few seconds kept one`s eyes peeled. awake sleepwalking! swaying magic!


please have a listen to a free downloadable strawberry chewing gum and "don`t tell me about the things you adore, tell me about the things to bore you"...


many special thanks to alexey! i have to keep in mind to mention the brilliant photograph snapshots above beside his commendable written sublime poetry "von der muse versetzt". buttoms up and keep on caring for credible & creative things!