23 ‘I am not Avant-Garde; I am a Deserter’
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John Robb
Abstract
Einstürzende Neubauten are a band like no other. Their name translates as ‘collapsing new buildings’, which is fitting for a group that have deconstructed music and put it back together again. Fronted by the mysterious and charismatic Blixa Bargeld, the band originated in the post-punk scene of 1970s West Berlin, but their artistic journey has taken them from clattering industrial noise to stark, neo-classical beauty, all of it wrapped up in a Dada package. Still recording and performing in their sixties, the band retain an unsettling sensuality and a unique power to surprise.
Abstract
Einstürzende Neubauten are a band like no other. Their name translates as ‘collapsing new buildings’, which is fitting for a group that have deconstructed music and put it back together again. Fronted by the mysterious and charismatic Blixa Bargeld, the band originated in the post-punk scene of 1970s West Berlin, but their artistic journey has taken them from clattering industrial noise to stark, neo-classical beauty, all of it wrapped up in a Dada package. Still recording and performing in their sixties, the band retain an unsettling sensuality and a unique power to surprise.
Kapitel in diesem Buch
- Front Matter i
- Contents vii
- Introduction 1
- 1 Floorshow 3
- 2 The Fall of Rome 13
- 3 Deep in the Forest 16
- 4 ‘Mad, Bad and Dangerous to Know’ 20
- 5 Euro Visions 41
- 6 The Devil has the Best Tunes 46
- 7 Paint it, Black 53
- 8 All the Children are Insane, or People are Strange 66
- 9 Wham Bam thank you Glam 77
- 10 Proto Post-Punk 117
- 11 The Punk Wars 124
- 12 ‘What was Once Unhealthily Fresh is Now a Clean Old Hat’ 131
- 13 Spellbound 137
- 14 Feel the Pain 159
- 15 Ridicule is Nothing to be Scared of 175
- 16 New Dawn Fades 194
- 17 ‘The Wreckers of Western Civilisation…’ 213
- 18 ‘I Must Fight this Sickness… Find a Cure’ 234
- 19 The Naughty North and the Sexy South 250
- 20 All We Ever Wanted Was Everything 265
- 21 Lord of Chaos 281
- 22 Release the Bats! 297
- 23 ‘I am not Avant-Garde; I am a Deserter’ 313
- 24 Voodoo Idols 329
- 25 First, Last and Always 345
- 26 Vagabonds - Bradford 372
- 27 Flowers in the Forest 381
- 28 Wanted Dead or Alive 398
- 29 Do You Believe in the Westworld? 409
- 30 A New Form of Beauty - Virgin Prunes, Dublin 419
- 31 ‘Good Poetry Can Still Resonate Louder Than a Thousand Guns’ 428
- 32 At The Gates of Silent Memory 440
- 33 Darklands 447
- 34 ‘We Sing to the Gods to Be Free’ 467
- 35 Trans Europe Express 483
- 36 In the Flat Field, Suburbs & Satellite Towns 490
- 37 Apocalypse Now! Goth’s End Days 499
- Index 513
Kapitel in diesem Buch
- Front Matter i
- Contents vii
- Introduction 1
- 1 Floorshow 3
- 2 The Fall of Rome 13
- 3 Deep in the Forest 16
- 4 ‘Mad, Bad and Dangerous to Know’ 20
- 5 Euro Visions 41
- 6 The Devil has the Best Tunes 46
- 7 Paint it, Black 53
- 8 All the Children are Insane, or People are Strange 66
- 9 Wham Bam thank you Glam 77
- 10 Proto Post-Punk 117
- 11 The Punk Wars 124
- 12 ‘What was Once Unhealthily Fresh is Now a Clean Old Hat’ 131
- 13 Spellbound 137
- 14 Feel the Pain 159
- 15 Ridicule is Nothing to be Scared of 175
- 16 New Dawn Fades 194
- 17 ‘The Wreckers of Western Civilisation…’ 213
- 18 ‘I Must Fight this Sickness… Find a Cure’ 234
- 19 The Naughty North and the Sexy South 250
- 20 All We Ever Wanted Was Everything 265
- 21 Lord of Chaos 281
- 22 Release the Bats! 297
- 23 ‘I am not Avant-Garde; I am a Deserter’ 313
- 24 Voodoo Idols 329
- 25 First, Last and Always 345
- 26 Vagabonds - Bradford 372
- 27 Flowers in the Forest 381
- 28 Wanted Dead or Alive 398
- 29 Do You Believe in the Westworld? 409
- 30 A New Form of Beauty - Virgin Prunes, Dublin 419
- 31 ‘Good Poetry Can Still Resonate Louder Than a Thousand Guns’ 428
- 32 At The Gates of Silent Memory 440
- 33 Darklands 447
- 34 ‘We Sing to the Gods to Be Free’ 467
- 35 Trans Europe Express 483
- 36 In the Flat Field, Suburbs & Satellite Towns 490
- 37 Apocalypse Now! Goth’s End Days 499
- Index 513
