Gelesen: 03.01. – 25.01.2012 (Zeit nicht genommen), netto 790 Seiten plus 29 Seiten Anhang.
Ein großartiges Buch, schon 1991 erschienen aber erst mit der Neuauflage 2006 offensichtlich für den Deutschen Markt interessant geworden. “True-Crime” wird das wohl genannt – es ist schlicht und einfach die detaillierte Beobachtung eines Polizeireporters, der ein Jahr in der Mordkommission von Baltimore im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes “gesessen” hat (heute wird das wohl “embedded” genannt).
Das Pensum: 234 Morde in einem Jahr. Die Aufklärungsraten so um die 70%. Die Stadt: Am Verfallen. Wer hier aufmerksam mitliest wird a) über die meisten TV-Polizeiserien lachen und b) die harte Realität im die Ohren gehauen bekommen. Realität ist dabei im Baltimore der beginnenden 90er Drogen, Drogenmorde, wirtschaftliche Rassentrennung und eigentlich alles üble was man sich so aus der Ferne vorstellen kann u.a. das die Stadtpolitik eigentlich die Statistik bestimmt.
Mit ruhiger, distanzierter Beobachtung und lakonischer, faktischer Sprache schafft es David Simon ein absolut plastisches Bild der Arbeit der Mordkommission zu schaffen und die Detektives und ihre Bosse mit all ihren Stärken und Schwächen darzustellen. Dazu gibt es – durch die Bank – interessante “Fälle” bei denen der Leser der Aufklärung beiwohnen kann.
Wie alles, was lakonisch die blutige Realität beschreibt, großartig. Soundtrack dazu: The God Awfulls.
I am busy reading an 800 page monster, so rare updates here. But something caught my eye recently, a nice 1977 article in a german youth music magazine (“Bravo”) where the music industry is complaining about the billion $ losses from … recording vinyl onto cassettes.
Bravo 1977 ( (c) Bauer Media KG, Hamburg)
A gentle reminder that they could not think at all ahead. Now they are faced with the transition from
glory old days!
to
dangers of the net!
Suggest you enjoy, especialy when your where stupid enough to put your mp3 collection onto “MEGAUPLOAD” and shared it with friends…or strangers. All gone, all gone!
SNFU - If you swear, you catch no fish (Better Youth Records BYO017, 1986)
This blog entry already sends shivers down my spine. This is one of the bands that realy mean a lot to me and i have always adored (little did i know about the in’s and out’s of SNFU). Regular records, regular tours and both records and shows where great – with a bonus for a real energetic live show. Over the years they went silent and by the end of the 80′s they broke up. Only to re-surface in the 90′s even stronger, disappear again and pop by another time and then go bust when Singer Kenn Chin decided on a full blown meth carrer incl. loosing all property and becoming homeless.
Nevermind, next to their 1996 Album “FYULABA” on Epitaph this is one of the best hardcore records from over there (and not US, this is CAN) and i think at least one SNFU records will make it into my alltime top 10. Thus the verdict:
1977 – sure thing. a variety of speed, great axe-work and eye-watering slow songs like “Black Cloud” – true 1977! published by a cool lable – Better Youth Records from LA, no question about coolness thanks to the Stern-Brothers of Youth Brigade/BYO fame (and a cool name too, btw)
found in a cool shop – that was Konneckschen again, all my 70′s and 80′s records are from there!
catching sound – if this is not catching you, then you have a musick-al health problem!not too bad words – a song about the struggle with parents who dislike the music with a small shiny light on record collectors feelings – i was touched forever, see yourself:
I pride my record collection,
it's the only thing I like to do
But, my dad insists they're evil things
with satanic messages in their grooves
He says he knows this for a fact
cause the good lord told him so
And he doesn't want the voice of Satan
raging through his humble home.
Those records are the devil's music
And no son of mine's gonna listen to them
Sorry son, but you have no choice
I just can't have you hearing that devil's voice
I told him to shut up and he punched my face
He then grabbed a sledgehammer from out back
and sabotaged my record rack
He crushed all my imports and rarities
He didn't even save the picture sleeves!
Afterwards I felt so weak
with each broken recor died a part of me
Those records are the devil's music
And no son of mine's gonna listen to them
Sorry son, but you have no choice
I just can't have you hearing that devil's voice
Sorry son, you have no choice
i said you have no choice
do you have choice?
(c) 1986 Better Youth Publishing (ASCAP)
And, to round it off, the back cover shows the band with a hockey stick – something that did touch me even more, esp. as i spend all of the 80′s watching and supporting hockey in Hamburg. See them live, back then, Feb 1987 in Kansas:
And later it went downhill for Kevin and the whole sad story was captured in a touching movie, see the trailer:
Nowadays Kevin seems to be back alive – i assume he is trying to earn a living. Still – shivers!
Big D and the Kids Table - For the Damned, the Dumb & the Delirious (One Side Dummy Records, 2011)
Ska-core is a Boston stronghold, but beyond the might of the Mighty Mighty BossTones there is more. Since the mid 90′s Big D and the Kids Table (what a name!) have added their abilities to the genre and with their latest record out in late 2011 (and beating the new Mighty Mighty BossTones record by a month) they have made it big, at least for me. And, yes, even after about 1 month of listening it is already in my all-time fav list (but, cool down, that list is long, very long).
As a life-long BossTone supporter surrounded by an even more die-hard BossTone (Frosch, that is) and a wife that likes Dicky’s voice (and the music) it is a hard to judge, but not too hard (as i dig it ). The band actualy states:
"For The Damned, The Dumb & The Delirious" is filled with drivingska-punk bangers, leaping off the stage thrash, seedy dub and topped off with a lot of that good ol’ fashion working class,Boston bar room beer toasting anthems. It’s gritty, bratty and raw – confident, witty and fun.
The verdict:
1977 – now this is tough! is it in true spirit of the 1979 2Tone revival of Ska in the UK? published by a cool lable – Side One Dummy is a cool lable with a cool rooster, yes! And, bonus, it is a double-12″!
found in a cool shop – Burnout Records in Hamburg (currently the best shop in town).
catching sound – yes, the beauty of the ska-rhythm paired with speedy guitars – perfect!not too bad words – the decisive one – seldom before i have seen a better explanation why a musician is the way he is and why he hangs on and on and on, go read yourself:
One day,
I'll stop stealing beer from clubs,
toilet paper, paper towels,
light bulbs and even the cigarette stained rug
One day,
I'll stop hanging in the bars
With the late-night punks and lousy women
And all those toxic hangers on
And did you know,
Life is easier than they claim,
When you ain't obsessed with fame,
And the world knows you'll never be tamed
When gasoline soaked,
With an open zipo's flame,
Livin' life is a no-rules game,
And if I ever step in line - then I'm to blame.
No, don't wait around for me,
I'm stickin' to the first plan,
It's workin' out for me
No, don't wait around for me,
There's still a mess of countries left that I haven't seen.
Old friends have grown into American bodies,
Have given up on their hobbies,
And pull me aside and say "Don't you ever change."
An old man,
Take a seat next to me at the bar,
And we find out who each other are,
And pull me close and go "Don't you ever change."
So don't wait around for me,
I'm enjoying life too much,
I'm self-made free
Nah, don't wait around for me,
Go ahead with your own life,
But me....
I explode on mics,
Dive on endless heads,
Play with as much power to wake the living dead
Why I don't fear,
Adrenalize new heights,
I'll make your Monday into fuckin' Saturday Night.
No, don't wait around for me,
I don't agree with the values and interests of society
No, don't wait around for me,
What a decrescendo, Huh?
Humanity!
No, don't wait around for me,
To taste this whole world
That's life for me
No, don't wait around for me,
Gotta do my own thing,
I'm self-made free
(c) 2011 Big D and the Kids Table
Could not find a real good video of this song, but nevermind, at least you can listen to it:
One a side note: The band is like a poor travling gypsy type of thing (and that means they live for the music, the don’t make a living from the music) and when word came around in Nov 2011 that fontman David McWane was diagnosed with Thyroid-Cancer a rush of support set in (for us over in EU we need to remind ourselves how health care, insurance and the hospital system works in the US – seldom people have full insurance cover) to offer support (and that also in hard $). It looks he is covered and able to pay the bills (or, have them paid by Mass Health) but if you feel it needs support:
See http://bigdandthekidstable.com/ and buy a T-Shirt or donate money.
Josh Bazell - Einmal durch die Hölle und zurück (S. Fischer Verlage, 2011)
Gelesen: 02.01. – 03.01.2012 (Zeit nicht genommen), netto 341 Seiten plus 56 Seiten Anhang.
Josh Bazell hatte 2010 mit “Schneller als der Tod” ein echtes Kracher-Debüt hingelegt. Auch wenn es vom Verlag mit einem elendigen Klappentext avisiert wurde (“…als hätte Tarantino bei “Dr. House” Regie geführt”) war es schon ein starkes Stück: großartige und scharfsinnige Dialoge, kleine Witze hier und da und eine spannende Story, dazu vereinzelt Fußnoten (das gibt Extrapunkte bei mir!).
Das ganze hat er mit dem Nachfolger (zeitlich und inhaltlich) weiter- und fortgeführt. Mafia Killer Pietro ist immer noch auch der Flucht vor der Mafia und rutscht aus seinem letzten Fluchtjob (Kreuzfahrtschiffarzt) in eine großartige Gaunerkomodie. Diese entfaltet sich vor dem Hintergrund des den Bach runtergehenden ländlichen Minnesota’s. Die wunderschöne Natur durchsetzt mit Meth-Farmen und bösen Jungs. Doch im Laufe des Buches tritt die Gaunerkomödie nach hinten und Josh feuert aus allen Rohren gegen Sarah Palin (wird mit einem Auftritt bedacht), Kreationisten und Klimaerwährmungsignoranten. Das ganze gipfelt im Anhang, der die ganze wiederwärtige Mischpoke der REP und DEM in den US of A nochmal auseinanderpflückt. Dazu Berge von Fußnoten, im Krimi und auch im Anhang. Lesen galore!
Da ist es wenig überraschend das der Autor in NY und in Barcelona wohnt. Ist das auch ein Grund warum es zuerst in D und erst 2012 in US erscheint? Mmmhhh? Soundtrack: Me First and The Gimmie Gimmies!