Tag Archive: Germany


It would have been better if they’d been choreographed. And moved their feet more.

“So, uh, Karl, where do you want to have this tanz party?”
“Oh, how about that underpass about 3km from here?”
“Ok, yeah, uh, sure. What time?”
“I think noon is good.”

Learn to kick with the left leg too, bro.

I’ll give you one guess as to where all of these videos were made.

TIME’S UP!

If you said anything but “Germany”, I have one question for you: how does it feel to be so utterly wrong?

I kind of feel like cybergoths are Europe’s juggalos: I will never truly understand either subculture, but the members are devoted as all hell to looking like complete idiots. And, man, are cybergoths serious about what they do. Look at all these dance parties! All outside during the…day? In parks? And underpasses? And town squares?

Wait a second.

First, what is “cyber” about dancing in a park? And second, what is “goth” about the daytime? Shouldn’t all you Karls and Dieters and Manjas and Gretels and shit be dancing at night in some warehouse surrounded by technology? To me, the word “cybergoth” conjures images of your traditional goth type in some sort of William Gibson cyberpunk realm, dark and brooding and integrated into technology. Kind of like how Priss looks in Blade Runner once she’s done her make-up before Deckard smokes her. But these rainbow-dreaded, zipper-saturated, glowstick Krauts dancing badly on the lawn are not at all what I have in mind.

At what point do you think to yourself, “Man, you know what would look great and definitely get me laid like nonstop? Neon green fake dreads and a black respirator. I am going to be drowning in pussy, bro.” Not that a cybergoth has ever used the word “bro” but I thought it would add a little something to the statement.

Maybe I’m getting old. Maybe I lack imagination. Maybe I am a stupid, terrible prick, but I don’t get it. I don’t understand what would drive you to this sort of thing. I understand gangs and gang violence. I understand hipsters. I understand all sorts of people. But I do not understand cybergoths. Hell, I feel like I’ve got a better grip on juggalos than I’ve got on cybergoths. Does anyone want to explain these four-on-the-floor, Hot-Topic-pants-wearing, schnitzel-eating goobers to me? I need help from you, the internet. Someone tell me why I shouldn’t spend the rest of my life laughing at these clowns. Wikipedia’s not helping at all.

And don’t even get me started on the dance moves. Holy shit. It makes me want to go to one of these clubs and bust a fucking move where I don’t just spin my arms around.

What a bunch of g-d assholes.

Bodi Bill are back from the wilds of Germany with this lush, beautiful video for their track “What?” What? Oh, right, what.

Anyway, last time I described their sound like an Andrew Bird house record and I think that’s still a totally true—and complimentary—description of their sound. I am tempted to call this emotional dance music because it makes me want to move, but also makes me feel wistful and inspired and all sorts of things on this ugly, rainy New York day. The song is lovely and tranquil and makes me want to seek out their record. I am listening to it on Spotify right now and I am fighting the urge to buy it on vinyl. It’ll have to wait until I get paid again. It’s really good. Really really good. You should be listening to it. Do I need to go to three “really”s to convince you?

Thanks to Anton at Sinnbus for the heads up. This is great.

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This one goes out to Manja. Enjoy.

This is the video for the new Bodi Bill track called “Brand New Carpet” from their recently released record What?.

I know absolutely nothing about these guys except that they’re German, but I really dig this video and this song. It’s almost what I would expect if I heard that Andrew Bird was going to release a house record. Actually, it’s pretty much exactly what I would expect if I heard that Andrew Bird was going to release a house record. I’m not sure I can give it higher praise than that. A quick Google search also reveals that they have a song called “I Like Holden Caulfield”. That is amazing. You know what? I’m going to include that video too just because I’m good like that. Enjoy.

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On the topic of vacations

I’ve recently felt a very strong urge to vacate on a solo mission. I want to just go by myself and get the fuck out of Brooklyn for a minute and see what sort of adventure I can have when I’m all by myself. I have solo missions here all the time and I quite like them, but I’d like to try doing it somewhere totally foreign to me. The only thing limiting me is my inability to speak anything but English. OOPS. So where do I go?

Reykyavik, Iceland – Seems pretty awesome and I should be able to get by. I’ve wanted to go and I think the opportunity to eat puffin and sheep’s face is pretty attractive. The country is beautiful and getting there is not difficult.

Berlin – Jesse has been harping on me to go to Berlin for about a hundred years. The model of efficiency he says. Everything’s on time he says. You can drink beer for breakfast he says. They have metal bars all over he says. These things all seem good to me and it will come with the added bonus of never having to hear him tell me I should go to Berlin ever again.

Italia – This was on the docket from late last year but I am not sure it’s going to work out. I was going to go visit someone, but it seems like there won’t be time for it which is very very disappointing and I would have a hard time wandering around trying to understand what the hell people are talking about.

Japan – I am convinced that this would be like visiting the future, and what better place for The Space Pope than the future? This is easily the most expensive of the ideas I am throwing around right now and as such probably the least likely.

Vancouver – I’ve always heard that this is the coolest city in America’s Hat and I would like to see it. I love Montreal a lot, and though they are very different, I would like to explore it and the nature surrounding it. I would watch a hockey game and sit on the beach and read with a parka on. Sounds lovely to me.

Buenos Aires – I can probably fumble through my shitty Spanish down in Argentina. I just want to eat red meat and drink red wine.

Thoughts, Black Laserites? Where should the Space Pope venture off to by his lonesome?

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I sent these to my friend Gardner earlier and we couldn’t decide if this was real or some elaborate performance. The consensus right now, based almost solely on the horrible tattoos of the frontman, is that it’s real.

REAL.

Did you get that? Real. Holy living fuck. And you know what? Even if it isn’t real, it’s so fucking brilliant that it’s STILL amazing.

This shit is too awesome for words. I can’t even begin to list off all the things I love about this. The closest thing I can reference is Tripmeister Eder Tutenchamun’s “Goa Goa MPU, Ja!” or Deichkind’s body of work.

Check out their website. Die Antwoord

I need more music like this. Who can help me out?

Thanks for adding this bit of brightness to my life, Boing Boing!

Here’s another. The Technoviking.

http://www.theblacklaser.net/blog/wp-content/video/technoviking.flv

And to complete the trifecta….

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