advent advent #11: rave on, tonight

the raveonettes are in town. munich. atomic cafe. tonight. 9 p.m.

Aly, step right out of my dreams 

And kiss me goodnight 

Aly, walk with me in my dreams 

All through the night 

advent advent #09 in memoriam `83

1983 beginning december, a day to remember thruth be told

a year from a retrospective decade past

the arbor vitae wasn`t even one year old

now things will catch you up as you run fast
while poetic echoes still to this day last.

many thanks for touching our hearts tenderly and passionate altogether within your november evening session in munich, freiheizhalle.

not only but therefore my thoughts are yours sophie.
bandscheibenrecords.

advent advent #03 a borrowed dream in colour

bandscheibenrecords is back in advent season again, according to a long standing tradition...

our list starts with none other than beloved i dream in colour, a highly talented essex-gang of four. this time a personal piece of jewelry from their unbelievable piano back catalogue, an encore song which their lead singer richard judge performed in such an intensive way during their last european tour in different cities. full off a contemplative, calm, irenic and sublime atmosphere, anyway a little bit of stirring. this seems perfectely for such a december opening. let`s have the blues again these days, where we all may have some kind of special borrowed dreams...

`borrowed dream` (download via soundcloud)

colourbook // colourbandcamp

I DREAM IN COLOUR - BORROWED DREAM (live @ Gloria Regensburg - 06.05.2012) from Astrid Fleischmann on Vimeo.

curse the night or danish dynamite...

back in time again...

in really overwhelming anticipation of celebrating their new record `observator` beloved raveonettes are back to our minds again and again. not only but for this reason alone night-time hearts have been warmed by an exquisite stripped-down version of `curse the night`. further a good reason not to miss them anywhere you could belong to their forthcoming europe tour dates. brilliant performance pictures (during home game at vega store, copenhagen in october 2012) above speak for themselves and let us rave about their sublime energy. lust lust lust!

video of the week(end)

la la la like to see you!

chapeau mademoiselle hunger!
ou bein meilleur mademoiselle jongleur artiste hunger!

exquis et inimitable talent faire de football,

quel magnifique abandon pour e jonglages avec des balles!

once i`ve written here about your more than worthwile music, as well as the fact that you are a one-of-a-kind personality. then i`ve heard from your worship for actually one of the greatest tennis players of the world, although someday we know from your artistic solidarity with an in former times charismatic football legend eric cantona, but your sublime ball high-skills on your own you´ve hidden away from us thitherto. thanks for enlightening us contemporary again ;-)

SOPHIE HUNGER - LIKE LIKE LIKE from JEREMIAH on Vimeo.

9th anniversary flashback

 
12/10/2003.

somewhere among an industrial district of north-east in munich. as it was a red-letter day. no doubt forevermore. it`s time for some nostalgic mental flashback.

exactly nine years to the day ago something mind-blowing and utterly life-changing has entered my personal appreciation of music, art, devotion, disposition and native vocation. furthermore this crucial moment of occasion prompted me to see things from a different perspective and raise my awareness of an enduring meaningfulness of art, in that case in connection with music.

a unforgotten unique vibe to this day: extremely noisy. barefaced, faithfully, but yet insurgent. anywise kind of magical and not of this world. on the one hand matchless vibrant. thrilling and hypnotizing. (`intro+ bulletproof cupid`, `allergic`, both had all that formerly unique and spellbound latent vitality). on the other hand depressing, kind of disturbing, fragile and at the same time fair and beautiful (`centrefolds`, with all the hidden subliminal unselfconscious fractured inner core of beauty). quite honestly: an emotional turmoil. since then i never had feelings in such a manner again. the amount makes the poison. an overkill even for a "placebo".