And you thought ‚Meine Schuppen‘ are dead and dusted…not so of course. The band used the last year (or so) to write and record plenty of new material. Enough songs in fact, to release another 3-4 EP’s in the near future…and maybe even really bring out a double album on vinyl. If not that, they are definitive thinking of getting out a ‚best of Schuppen2000‘ CD at some stage. Well, let’s wait and drink more beer.
In the meantime, the band celebrating their long awaited comeback with this new EP called ’short songs and other mean stuff‘ and is going back to the roots of early 80s hardcore. Why? Well, because they can….but also, after some criticism that the songs on the previous EP’s have been too long, too metal sounding or too much rock’n’roll influenced and the lyrics are often about old stories nobody can remember anymore …, the band thought playing some short and snappy hardcore songs with a fresh lyrical approach might do the trick to silence some citric, but lets see.
Then in the end, 3-4 songs telling again things from around the time in the early 80s, but that’s just fitting for a soundtrack from around the same time, so just shut up (insert smiley here)
To get the sound just right, Rudi had to get a few other musicians around him, who helped to keep it short, fast, nice and tidy… and a bit scary at times. As you might already noticed, half of the songs are in English and half in the local tongue, as early German releases (like the Slime LP and the mighty Buttocks first ep) also sang in both languages.
There sometimes went a certain pungent stench around in the studio, after all those empty whiskey and beer bottles, cigarettes butts and god knows what piled up over the weeks of recording those new gems for you, but it was all worth it, as the band is pretty happy with new material and hopes that it goes down well with all their loyal hordes of fans.
Starting with the song ‚Sommer Urlaub ’73‘ (summer holiday ’73) the direction of the ep is pretty clear music wise, yet the lyrics are a bit away from the usual ‚what happened in the punk scene then‘ and is about a tiny place at the North Sea called Büsum. Here singer Rudi spent 5 or 6 holidays in a row as a young kid and had to deal with the seawater not only often not being there at all, but when it was often choppy, muddy and filled with stinging jellyfish.
Other oddities like the area been a test field for deep flying fighter jets and having to fight off other kids in the sandbox, makes it (looking back at it now) strange to have a holiday there at all. That said, Rudi said it was great to be there as a kid, but when he recently went back to see the place once again, asked the question…what have we been doing here?
2nd song ‚Can’t get me‘ is in English and don’t need any translation and not much explanation, as it’s just about Rudi’s move to Denmark in the mid 80s, to avoid being drafted into the German Forces. Another real story and not made up by any means. Invented stories you could find only in the Funzine magazine, but more about that in the song about that popular Punk Fan magazine later on.
3rd song ‚Du bist ganz allein‘ (you are all alone) is about an old friend, who once was a real close mate but started to drift away…into the void of meaninglessness with a life only surrounded by a couple of like minded friends, who are listening to old shitty softcock rock music and their shitty situation of only being at home and looking back in the ‚glory‘ past is then fuelled by alcohol and drugs.
All the efforts of getting him out about and to move on with new people and new music didn’t work and he went back to his shell, living a life of a hermit by choice, but not being happy about it. Why not change? Why not trying to get out of it? Well, we are all different and some people just don’t have the will or strength to change their path they have chosen. We all got a friend or know at least one person like that.
‚MS Fanclub‘ (the song #4) is upbeat again and talks about all the criticism the band had to endure over the last few years (since coming back together again). Well, they don’t mind it at all, since dishing themselves out against everything and everybody and also being outspoken against other bands they might dislike. But critic should stay in the healthy boundaries of what is actual possible and realistic. For a band with 4 dull musicians with a voiceless singer, you just can’t get them suddenly to sound like Queen, just by telling them how shitty they are. Schuppen2000 is a ongoing project which takes good criticism on board and is changing naturally over time. The songs you get for free on the net and everybody should just should be happy that they are back to enlighten you, brighten up your day and make you sometimes have a little smile on your face….even if they could be better if they would take singing, drumming and guitar playing lessons.
Then it’s already going fast to song 5 ‚THC‘ with some German lyrics, which are about those people who are fleeing in some sort of dream world of ‚everything is fine and works itself out‘ by abusing certain chemical Hippie substances. Reality check please…things are not going to change a bit when you live on some farm smoking your joints and laughing your head off for no reason. Unless you are active in some sort of youth movement or party and trying to change at least a few small things which are not right or need to be changed, nothing ever will happen.
‚Thank God it’s weekend‘ (song #6) doesn’t need any explanation as it’s straight forward and talks about everyday family life and people who are only escaping it for one or 2 days at the weekend. Then you can finally live up, have fun and everything is great and just like back in the old days, before there was something called work midlife crisis or stress.
Funzine deadline (Song #7) is about the punk fan magazine the old Knallschoten crew around Biber, Pizza and Rudi K., (along with guest authors Minus, Thomas Koch, Dirk E. and Funzine mascot Stickel) published in the early 80s to mid 90s. Its about all the things happening at the Funzine HQ, like the authors working really hard on their top notch stories and only being supplied with warm tea and noisy hc music, while in the meantime Minus and Stickel are emptying the fridge of all alcohol and sliced cheese.
In general all the stuff which had to be done just before the magazine goes to print, like writing up whatever rubbish might comes to your head and just put a bit of dodgy lay-out around it, done.
Last song and numero 8 is then ‚Mein Verein‘ (my club) and is about all the frustrations, all the endurance and patience, all the setbacks and especially about all the lost and grey hair you had to deal with over the last few years when supporting one of Hamburg’s 2 bigger soccer clubs. But I guess, football fans in Hanover, Stuttgart and many other cities had similarly experiences and all know how bad it can be, having to witness a game where no ball wants to go in the net. Where the sidebar and crossbar gets hit like 20 times, but the only goal of the game gets scored against you, maybe even as an own goal… hard times for sure and making everybody looking a few years older.
Maybe we should change sport and look into smoother things and becoming fans of a curling or synchronized swimming team, who knows.
And for those who missed the limited 200 vinyl edition pictured below
you will need to create your own CD from the MP3 files. In order to have a proper jewel cover download it here!
Fer fucks sake – i just realized that the review of the Fucked Up show was my blog entry 1000 and that i completely omitted to capitalize on that little fun fact.
04.08.2011 marks the day i put this up, whilst the domain was in my possession actually many more years. But back then i decided to put www.oldpunks.de on permanent hiatus and go back expanding a wee bit more, just like in the early 80’s when i was putting out a small fanzine.
And now we are in 2019 and i have passed a thousand blags, wow. The only item i still don’t know is how many readers actually enjoy this shit. And what they enjoy. If you want to fill some of the void, just leave a comment.
Else it is fast forward to more books, more shows and, eventually, back to some footie.
Love and kisses,
D. – Custodian of the Archive