Am I wasting my time for a cold genius?

Staring into the unknown for the better part of last night due to the Muse’s “Airport-Gate” filled my head with Nomi.

What power art thou?
Who from below
Hast made me rise?
Unwillingly and slow
From beds of everlasting snow!

See’st thou not how stiff
And wondrous old?
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold…

I can scarcely move
Or draw my breath
I can scarcely move
Or draw my breath

Let me, let me
Let me, let me
Freeze again…

Let me, let me
Freeze again to death!

(Aria of the Cold Genius from Henry Purcell’s 17th century opera “King Arthur”)

Just when I thought the selfproclaimed “moody actor” had been stepping down his foot like “You don’t own me” … he’d backpaddled into humble numbness that reminded me of Purcell’s aria of the ‘Cold Genius’. So, am I “Wasting my Time” ? … please, Lieblings-Muse, I feel for you. I can even understand your motives but I don’t think this stunt you’re pulling here is a healthy one.



For those who don’t know Nomi (btw “You don’t Nomi” – was one of his favorite wordplays 😉 Klaus Nomi was a gay German pastry-chef and countertenor who moved to NYC in the early 70s and died there as one of the first “famous” victims of AIDS in 1983. I really like that video for “you don’t own me”, in the small episodes where he appears as a pastry-chef on a tv-show, you can see that he was obviously a quite lovely person.
In 2004 Andrew Horn put together a documentary titled “The Nomi Song” – a wonderful hommage to a strange little man full of life, with an enormous voice who died way too early – check it out 🙂
thenomisong

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Is my muse actually “completely different”?

I just heard this older song from Lindenberg and Delay on the radio. While listening to their – even for native german speakers often incomprehensible – mumblings, I thought about alternate egos and about not behaving like one’s true self. The videoclip I just found is playing around that: a guy is desperately trying to get into the club where they’re performing the song. He’s putting on various disguises but never gets past the bouncer until the very end.

I think everybody who reaches out to the public – be it through art, politics or just by writing a blog – is creating some sort of “public persona(s)” for him/herself. But if this is really helping one’s cause remains to be seen. In some RA-fanblogs there are ongoing discussions about what his “true self” might be. While this will probably never be disclosed, I put some effort into translating this rock song, so that english speakers might have some fun with it too – here you go:


Eigentlich bin ich ganz anders
actually I’m completely different

ich komm’ nur viel zu selten dazu
but I can’t act like myself very often

Du machst hier grad’ mit einem Bekanntschaft
you’re making the acquaintance of someone

den ich genauso wenig kenne wie du
I know just as little as you

Ich hab’ so viel’ Termine
I have so many appointments

in der Disco, vor Gericht und bei der Bank
in the disco, at court and at the bank

Da schick’ ich einfach meine Vize-Egos
I’m sending my vice-egos there

und das wahre ich bleibt lieber im Schrank
my true self prefers to hang out in the closet

Ich bin gar nicht der Typ,
I’m not at all the guy

den jeder in mir sieht
everyone believes me to be

und das werd’ ich euch bei Zeiten
and there’ll be a time

auch alles noch beweisen
when I’m going to prove that to you

Eigentlich bin ich ganz anders
actually I’m completely different

ich komm’ nur viel zu selten dazu
but I can’t act like myself very often

Du machst hier grad’ mit einem Bekanntschaft
you’re making the acquaintance of someone

den ich genauso wenig kenne wie du
I know just as little as you

Du hast bestimmt ‘n falsches Bild von mir
You’ve surely got a wrong impression of me

sowas wie ‘n echten Kujau
like a true Keating

Es tut mir leid, da kann ich nix dafür
I’m sorry but I can’t help it

denn mein eigentliches Ich ist im Urlaub
my true self is on a holiday

Ich bin gar nicht der Typ,
I’m not at all the guy

den jeder in mir sieht
everyone believes me to be

und das werd’ ich euch bei Zeiten
and there’ll be a time

auch alles noch beweisen
when I’m going to prove that to you

Eigentlich bin ich ganz anders
actually I’m completely different

ich komm’ nur viel zu selten dazu
but I can’t act like myself very often

Du machst hier grad’ mit einem Bekanntschaft
you’re making the acquaintance of someone

den ich genauso wenig kenne wie du
I know just as little as you

Zum Schluss, da hätt’ ich noch ‘ne Frage
Finally I’ve got one question

Wieso packt ihr alles, was ich sage
why do you take everything I say

immer auf die Goldwaage –
always way too serious –

Das find’ ich voll schade
that’s such a shame

• play it again Sam • RAw musings BLAME IT ON THE MUSE SIGHT SOUND & TASTE

Ever fallen in love (with someone you shouldn’t have) ?

I was just sitting outside in the dark watching fireflies zooming around the garden. Suddenly I thought of Nouvelle Vague’s wonderful easy listening cover version of The Buzzcocks’ classic “Ever fallen in love” … so here you go

Nouvelle Vague – Ever Fallen In Love from nigani on Vimeo.

You spurn my natural emotions
You make me feel like dirt and I’m hurt
And if I start a commotion
I run the risk of losing you and that’s worse

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone
You shouldn’t have fallen in love with

I can’t see much of a future
Unless we find out what’s to blame, what a shame
And we won’t be together much longer
Unless we realize that we are the same

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone
You shouldn’t have fallen in love with

You disturb my natural emotions
You make me feel like dirt and I’m hurt
And if I start a commotion
I’ll only end up losing you and that’s worse

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone
You shouldn’t have fallen in love with

For a bit of fireflie-summer-feeling watch this wonderful compilation with equally wonderful music by Michael Nyman … ah yes, the movie that piece was taken from is Peter Greenaway’s also wonderful ‘Drowning by Numbers’ where grandmother, mother & daughter are ridding themselves of their partners 😉

Fireflies, Summer 2011 from Michael Roman on Vimeo.

This post’s pic is a screen grab from this video – I sincerely hope that Michael Roman is ok with it 🙂

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Little Parcels of An Endless Time

I like lots of different music genres – but listening is a bit like eating – I really won’t have liver every day, not even once a month, but sometimes I literally wake up thinking “Feels like today it’s liver-day” 😉

So this is one of the many songs that is sort of a aural equivalent to “liver-day” for me: an unusual piece from a wonderful artist with a very unique voice.
I can fully recommend the whole “Gold Shadow” album, which he – in case you were wondering – put up on Youtube himself:


 
Little parcels of the past are spinning down towards the gyre
And a sinuous truth unvoiced is stretching up forever higher
Leaves of places, leaves of friends are blowing in the wind and falling
But my ship carves through the rain to the place that I am going

Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken
It was an endless time ago
You gotta, gotta let it go

Tiny particles of light have travelled in a wave to find me
A hundred million light-years past, but still they seem to find a way to blind me
Storms of old, I never told, last year they were all the rages
All the sciences of motion cannot calculate my changes

Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken
It was an endless time ago
You gotta, gotta let it go

• play it again Sam SIGHT SOUND & TASTE