Heppa Brides & Desperados
By the time I was finishing school I was finally fed up with rehearsing and musicians and all this band-stuff. If you never played music, you surely have heard of these strange guys who always pretend to be worth the drink you spend them. And the next one of course. And then a last one...
And while you are sitting there - probably even having a really good time - someone else is waiting for your newly acquired fellow.
Why you may ask - erm.. well, your fellow's probably a musician who is right now missing some rehearsal.
And now I come into play: In exactly that second i am missing something too: musicians. I mean, at least the bass player was there...
After a while it figured out to be quite interesting to record ideas instead of just waiting. I bought a fourtrack recorder and started recording my songs at home. I was my own band and my life never was as peaceful and quiet as before the day I copied four songs on a tape that I gave away. (Maybe I exceptionally was a bit drunk then, too...)
Whatever - some days later I exceptionally maybe was a bit tipsy again as I did the next mistake: Precisely the second I was evidencing a never before proved interpretation of the 3/8 rule of the Newton-Cotes formula to a busdriver in a bar my favourite bartender asked me if I would play my songs there in about two weeks. I had no other possibiliy but to accept that.
That following thursday night a band called Hunky Dory was born because I just didn't dare going out there without no musicians. Luckily Fuse-Empire and Boris Klabunde arrived in time so that they could get known to each other before we went on stage. I am still wondering about their reliability - although Boris was in a bad need for a haircut then.
So i told myself "Clarki, don't expect too much from these musicians - they are just poor boys who are in a bad need for a haircut." and i decided that it was time for forgiveness. And so i pardoned all these poor musicians who used to show up too late and/or too drunk on tuesdays when the bass player and i were waiting for the musicians to come.
And i went to Berlin.
I recorded and self-released some CDRs named "Good Morning, Francis B", "Outtakes", "Dead Fish I Best", "ACX", and "dog EP" and it was copable without the help of any musicians. Totally on my own and isolated. In Berlin. But then I remembered that Volker Buhl had played Mandolin and Organ on two songs on "Dead Fish I Best" and I knew that it was high time for me to face the fact that musicians are essential if not indispensable if you want to play songs.
Luckily I met Tom Diesel and Johnny Zabala those days and so we formed Clark Nova Five . (As you may see we fell for myspace.com... Totally addicted... Boozeheads... Musicians... Haircut.)
We played some concerts, played the role of a cowboy-band in a theatre play (which wasn't such a difference to all days life but we complained a lot for that we are musicians), managed to meet to rehearse, rehearsed in a bauwagen, played in cellars and cathedrals, and if they would't let us play on stage we just sat down and played sitting on the straw beneath some trailer. And we are as well experienced in geriatrical cases, but that's another story.
Meanwhile I had left Berlin for almost three years. Lived very close to the baltic sea and did a more-than-fulltime job. That was some kind of funny because you don't waste so much time in waiting. But at least it wasn't and so i left there and headed back to Berlin.
After returning I realized how I had missed these unreliable haircutneeders and had and still have to realize that one of them won't show up in Bellman Bar anymore.
Good Morning, Francis B. (1997-99) Outtakes (2000) Dead Fish I Best (2001/02) Acoustic Recordings (a long way i thought, 2003) Dog E.P. (2003) XXX (2008)
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