Every band should deserve some sort of creative freedom. Every band should be granted the possibility of moving their sound in a different direction. Music is art nevertheless. And it’s an expression of artistic freedom to change the sound. ‘Hyperview’ should not come as a surprise to any fan of Title Fight. But if this is the direction the band is going, then I must admit that it’s not a direction that I will follow.
Fünf Tage lief nur Coldplay und jetzt komm Mickie Krause
Five days of only Coldplay but now it’s Mickie Krause
While masses of people run to demonstrations amid fear of a “muslimization” of the western world, politicians took a very long time coming to a consensus, that this behaviour is not acceptable, especially in Germany, with our history of, well, you know what I’m pointing at. There is a sense of lethargy, of ‘we-don’t-really-care-about-anything-else-than-our-private-life’, a growing numbness towards more news stories about war, suffering and pain all around the globe. It takes a horrible terrorist attack in our immediate periphery to be really shocked. But this shock only goes as far as telling your peers how upset you are or changing your facebook profile pic to show your support. But this is not really what people want, it’s just doing what is expected from a politically correct person.
And all I’ve wanted my whole damn life is something like this to materialise
and all I’ve wanted my whole damn life is love and luck to collide
all I’ve ever needed is to be part of something meaningful
all I’ve ever wanted is to leave this world more
(The Smith Street Band – I Love Life)
It was sometime in the late summer of last year. Me and a few other guys, some of which I hardly knew, crammed into a small car and drove to Bielefeld. If you have ever been there, you probably know that this is not a city where you most likely want to spend a nice evening. But we had a goal: Together with two or three local bands, the amazing Apologies, I Have None were set to play at a youth centre. And they did, they did very well indeed. The highlight of the evening was another band, though: The Smith Street Band from Melbourne, Australia.
because in my room now, i feel so divine
not a worry running through my mind
As kids we used to play in sandboxes, build castles and towers only to destroy them with pure force. Our parents would say that this was just a boy thing. Some way down the line we learned to control this anger or the lust for destruction and channeled it into something else. Nowadays I find myself sitting in a pub on a night out with my friends and a ever growing urge to smash my bottle or glass of beer against the wall or on the floor. I imagine the glass shattering into thousand little pieces. And I picture the smile on my face while doing so.
You could call it immature. And maybe you even find this a little disturbing. But I reassure you that I’m or never was a violent one. I’m hardly ever angry at someone for more than five minutes. My fuse is very long and very hard to ignite. But I feel this urge for destruction is kind of human. It’s part of us, embedded in our dna and we are always looking for an outlet.
There are obviously a lot of songs that you listen to throughout your whole life. The question is what sticks to your mind? What do you actually hang on to? And what do you really remember several years down the line. I hate facebook chain mails and I hate how Buzzfeed et al tend to accumulate lists and sell them as journalism. What I liked about this particular idea though is that taking your time to think about this lays out a map of who you are. So this list is quite a personal one but I’m sure everyone out there can relate to some parts. Maybe you’ll even start thinking about your own list. 10 songs is not an awful lot but it narrows down the possibilities and forces you to make decisions. It’s like going back to the Beatles who only had 4-tracks to record some of the best pop music written. I’m not saying this is the grand list of pop, but it’s mine. It’s a big part of the soundtrack to my life so far.
1. Spider Murphy Gang – Schickeria
My love for Bayern Munich is no secret to most of my friends. But this song has nothing to do with the fanclub but with one of my earliest music memories. I can recall sitting on my dads leather chair as a small kid, singing along and miming playing the guitar to this. ‘Schickeria’ is the opening song of the bands 1981 album ‘Dolce Vita’, an album that spent 91(!) weeks in the German charts. It’s not the biggest hit, that was reserved for ‘Skandal im Sperrbezirk’, a song about a callgirl in Munich. It was the first record I owned, after my parents handed me down the album on tape. It was a worn out, nicotine yellow and when I revisited the song recently, I have to admit, it’s not a song written for a young kid. I didn’t understand it back then, when Günther Sigl sang about people doing cocaine now rather than smoking weed. It’s a perfect time-capsule for the start of the 1980s, when hippies made way to the yuppi generation. When people became more concerned about their own wealth and well being than taking the streets against war or equal rights. And unfortunately we still see and feel the remainders of that time today, I would argue.
2. The Offspring – Self Esteem
I never was an astronaut, I never was a drummer. I never was a Beastie Boy but it doesn’t really matter!
It’s great when there’s a band you grew up with together. I don’t mean that in the sense of you went to the same school, hung out at the same bars or on the same playground etc (even though that is quite cool, too). I mean it in the sense of you discovered them quite young and as you grew up yourself, the band also got bigger and bigger. I love it when you can connect a band’s discography to your own biography. I guess there’s not that many bands out there. And for me one of those bands is definitely Berlin’s finest – the Beatsteaks.
Looking at your face in the dark, you don’t even look that smart
Some things take a little while to reach a certain degree of quality. Things like a good red wine, a single cask whiskey or a great guitar are getting better with age. Some bands tend not to follow this logic. Their debut albums will always be cherished by some fans as the opus magnum.
When you think about punk rock, it doesn’t even have to go that far, as some bands tend to exist for only a handful of years, and if they do manage to exist for longer, their output might stay quality (think Bad Religion, Nofx et al), but it never reaches the heights of their earlier work anymore.
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