Playlouddancehardstayyoungdieold - old things that stay

Back in the day, when techno came up, all of us hated it. That was for what one calls here in the U.S. eurotrash, and we saw punk shows, whatever came from the Hamburger alternative scene - before they turned main streamish hippster, and we listened to alternative "indie".

Siouxsie and the banshees, Pixies - to give rather popular names, and mostly nameless bands with single beautiful songs, that never made it. Seattle grunge just slapped us in the face in a minor way. Nirvana stroke all of us as posers... basically until that dude really died.

The little, stupidly catholic town Muenster, Germany that I grew up in, with the highest church count per capita in Germany after Cologne, had a phenomenal underground I have to say. We weren't punks, we weren't goth, we were political - anti-fa! anti-fa!, soft-hooligans on Sundays for soccer, some sort of emo prequel, still 80ies wave-based, DYI for sure, not so much haters, but then again, how could one not be to some degree. Hopelessly romantic never admitting to being exactly that and for what it's worth being scared shitless into escapism of all sorts.

So then this British guy David recorded this mighty cool tape for me. It had some type of pre drum and base on it, break beats, big beats, stuff that really hasn't been around before and I loved it. Heavy on the drum machines. When I asked, what kind of music that could be, nobody would know and call it hiphop. Didn't have anything to do with what I would call hiphop. I don't remember if there was a Prodigy track on it. Could have been, they must have just formed.

It said "playlouddancehardstayyoungdieold" on the cover, a rusted piece of paper. David had invented a cool technique to let paper rust over months without molding. Nice.
I wrote that statement immediately as an endless line onto my kitchen walls - in cursive, what else.

The tape I eventually lost in the car on a trip to Bordeaux, France with Ulrike, which is more than a shame. playlouddancehardstayyoungdieold however stayed till now.

P.s: Thankfully enough after a period of shit 90ies music we are slowly but vigorously getting the good music back. This time I am agreeing to what the west coast does to Brit roots - and I'm dancing again with my actual bones, listening, sometimes with my head-attached ears.

The new things

There are very few shoes, that you can wear immediately when they are new. I admit, some have to look shiny and proper, but most really don't.
It's annoying as hell to get them scruffy and dirty, since I at least don't want to find myself artificially rubbing them over things and stepping into dirt.

This is a new blog, and I guess I somehow managed to do what I needed to do.