Materiaal Series, Part 034

A solo session, recorded in one go, no overdubs and no pre-recorded material; December 12, 2020

No Serving

“1:34 p.m., New Year’s Eve 2020. Bernhard goes shopping with Christine, a few more Kotti beers, it’s New Year’s Eve, everyone is afraid that there won’t be enough, and after 2 p.m. there is no serving. As they both walk through from Kottbusser Tor to Dresdener Straße, Christine takes a photo of him for the next release. At home he discovers that T’Pol is in the photo. And he is extremely annoyed that he has not noticed, ‘past, blown away, nevermore’. Since then he has been trying to find out what brought the Vulcan to Kottbusser Tor. Was she looking for the perfect improvised electronic music to save peace? Have you seen her?” – Christine Kriegerowski

Eyes in the Big City
by Kurt Tucholsky

When you go to work
early in the morning
when you stand in the station
with all your troubles:
the city shows you
asphalt-smooth
in a funnel of people
a million faces:
Two strange eyes, a quick glance,
the brows, the pupils, the lids –
What was that? Your happiness, perhaps…
gone, passed, no more.

All your life you walk
on a thousand streets;
you see on your way,
those who forgot you.
An eye winks,
the soul rings;
you found it,
only seconds long…
Two strange eyes, a quick glance,
the brows, the pupils, the lids –
What was that? No one turns back the time…
gone, passed, no more.

You’re obliged on your way
to wander through cities;
you see for a pulsebeat
the unknown other.
It could be a fiend,
it could be a friend,
or could in the struggle
offer a hand.
A looking over
then passing by…
Two strange eyes, a quick glance,
the brows, the pupils, the lids –
What was that? A piece of grand humanity!
Gone, passed, no more. 

credits

Mastering: Markus Reuter
Artwork by Christine Kriegerowski (kriegerowski.org)