When it comes to concerts, it is about who is there, not who is not there. It´s about who makes the effort to want to come and be part of an experience. That´s who you play for. For who is right there in front of you, and besides that the Godhead you faintly fathom at times.
When it comes to…
Frantically editing the “elias” shoot trying to get a first draft done before rehearsals kick off for the tour again in the morning. Everything fantastically and wildly back to front. We seem to be planning an enormous song list befitting of the 3 album & EP back catalogue. How the hell did that happen suddenly? Funny what seems to manifest by attempting to get up in morning, dreaming vivid dreams, accepting the cyclone, and a mad zealous glee that you are after all somehow alive. Enjoying the film work very much, and grateful for the opportunities coming in. The RED camera rocks. My word, the possibilities when it comes to grading are fantastic. But then again, I love the mobility of the DSLR. I can´t help it, I´m a DIY junkie, a punk rock pretender, a whirlwind bullshiter and hell, there are worse things to be. Things missing in life? Hmm. A porch. Watching the sun go up and down from a still position. Reading. Crazy wisdom. A quiet hefeweisen and a naughty rollie cigarette that I regret in the morning. But for now, gleefully caught up in the swirl after coming of the board….and wondering where the tide will choose to dump me…..
lovely photos. want to see the result - the video. big hugs to everybody of elias and jim kroft. see you already next week xxx
TLB am 05.04.13 im Heimathafen Berlin
Mateusz von Harthof in Magdeburg auf der Abschiedstour :( 06.04.13
It´s amazing that amount of seemingly pointless lost hours that go into the making of any human enterprise. I look at “Lunatic Lullabies”, and see the kaleidoscope of different histories and experiences which all mesh, collide and somehow eventually blend to form its whole.
If anything, the album is just a reflection of how completely out of control one is of one´s life - no matter how much will goes into attempting to impose some type of pattern upon it. The songs came out of the poetry of chance.
Shards of light competing, conflicting, dancing and wrestling with their counterparts in the dark. Memories of its creation swell & ebb - all the random interactions and reactions to things that make a life.
The light coming in through the window on the tour bus on the way into Budapest writing “Through My Weakness”. Howling over a kick drum in a room next to the Tacheles writing “Threads”, a song that just would not die, no matter how many deaths it had to endure.
“See How the Darkness Grows” getting stuck on lock on my mp3 player, as if willing itself into existence by making itself un-delete-able.
Writing “Tell Me” the first time I ever sat down at a piano and wondered if I howled hard enough if I could convince it that I could actually play it.
Writing “Celebrate” looking for a new aesthetic, a new code, a new language for my music.
“Bye Bye the Elbe” realizing that the journey was beginning again and wondering how many rebirths a man can endure.
Releasing an album is exhaling a long breath that you´ve held in for too long. It is a form of liberation, because until it is released it dominates you, defines you, never lets you be free. Are you living up to it? Have you done everything you can? What have you not thought of that you wish you had thought of?And so on.
Anyway - good luck on your journey now “Lunatic Lullabies” - I hope you find your way home into the hearts of whoever chooses to listen. I guess there are many miles yet to go before you sleep……
Photo: Sittig Fahr-Becker
Prerow Weststrand Mai 2012