Boyaux De La SS feat. Boiled Rice - live in Oberpfaffenhofen
is nearly midnight. This is the year 1932, the last year before
the rise of the tide. Somewhere in Berlin there is a Silvester
party. Its laughter guides you through the labyrinth of the more
and more intense sounds of this tragic comedy. Like into an acoustic
blocked basin, it gathers all the recklessness of a whole year,
a whole generation. In each corner of these soundscapes one does
not take serious, one does not know if one has to laugh or to
mourn, in these ending so called "golden" twenties.
Ballanced between the constant struggle of different parties you
feel yourself drowning in the stream of cabaret songs, speeches
and this general cacophonic potpourri.
is none of those silly reverse prophecies, this is a significant
document coming from a woman shattered and twisted by emotions,
irritated by the times she lived in, the so called "golden"
eighties, the neo-capitalist imperialism. Everything what was
done with the victims of the third Reich, the vilest slavery,
the executions and torture, has then be transposed into a consumers
doctrine. It is no wonder that the nazi became hype in those days,
for it was nothing but "Kaufen Macht Frei", a bitter
reality the 80s boys and girls had to face each day.
should listen to those documents every single day, maybe if we
understand what happened in the past, we will be able to understand
what is happening today...