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klavier-kills · 5 months
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Rare feeling bs 🥶
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#25 Aljoscha
Book name: The White Fox Author: Chen Jiatong
Evil boy gnehehe.
His name might be slightly different in the English translation, I read the German version so that's the name I'm using.
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oculablog · 2 years
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Aljoscha Archē and Ápeiron of biological engineering – Archē, 2022 Aluminium with iridescent surface Courtesy Beck & Eggeling International Fine Art.
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blaueturnschuhe · 9 months
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The darkest Day of the Year. Mit Clara, Mascha und Lotte in Königsbrück, 22.04.2023.
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madmoro · 2 years
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an old sketch...
just Aljoscha
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polyteez · 2 years
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I am not Austrian, Maria... The audacity.
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netflixelite · 9 months
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MANU RÍOS via Instagram
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kinnporschesource · 10 months
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TIME STAMP ROULETTE KINNPORSCHE — EP 10
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klavier-kills · 1 year
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I’ve been feeling kind of shitty all day (nothing new) but this picture genuinely made it all better I love them
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wilhelm--fink · 3 months
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in--my--tears · 7 months
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So I made a quick translation of Paul's parts in the documentary about Jarocin that I posted couple days ago, hope you like it! 09:35 – "We invited ourselves to Poland by using fake invitations since as GDR citizens we coulnd’t cross the border without it. We grabbed our gear to the car and that’s how we could try to play in Jarocin." 44:55 – "We were amazed by the attitude and behaviour of polish people. We freely smoked a lot of weed which wasn’t so easy in GDR back then."
And then in 45:08 you can see Aljoscha having fun with the camera :) Also the whole footage comes from Darek Malejonek, polish musician. I remember him saying that this whole situation with Feeling B was amazing to him. Ten people slept in their small van, however they were still excited and happy to be there. He also said that they were behaving like they were high all the time. All the members of Feeling B were so hyped up by just being there that they didn't want to go back to their country :)
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anwiel13 · 10 months
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I am right next to you @notafraidofredyellowandblue 😁 Hiddensee Feeling B is my obsession for years.
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Good evening! And/or morning/day
Do we know how Paul met Aljoscha at the beginning of Feeling B?
I know Flake talks about his own meeting and the formation of their previous band, but Paul's already there in those stories, if memory serves me right?
Good evening/day/morning!
Yes, as a matter of fact we do, from the book 'Mix mir einen Drink - Feeling B - Punk im Osten' (from page 41), and like with Flake they first met Alexander Kriening and Aljoscha through him
As it's been ages since i have done a book quote, i'll do this one 🌺 Paul tells the story
"Ich lernte Kriening 1982 bei irgendeinem lauten Konzert im Kulturpark Plänterwald kennen. Anschließend sind wir zusammen zu mir in mein Kinderzimmer gefahren und ich sprang vor ihm immer auf und nieder und hab ihm meine Ideen vorgespielt. Ich hab mir Lieder ausgedacht und hab die ihm rumspringend vorgestellt. Inzwischen hatte ich den Hals an meiner 'Iris' Gitarreabgesägt, das mache ich seitdem immer. Ich muss da meine eigene Note reinbringen. "Wir machen mal eine Band zusammen", sagte Kriening und rief wirklich fast genau ein Jahr späteran und verabredete sich mit mir um 13 Uhr nächsten Tages am Senefelderplatz. Er kam dan gegen 14 Uhr mit einem älteren Mann an. Ich drängelte Kriening und fragte dauernd, wer das ist, aber der hat mich immer wiederabgewürgt. Er sagte nur kurz, wir gehen jetzt in die Kneipe. Ich war zuvor mein Leben lang noch nie in einer Kneipe gewesen, ichbin irgendwie Komischerzogen worden. Ich wollte nicht in diese Kneipe und erklärte kurzerhand, mir ist schlecht! "Aha, dir ist schlecht, dannbekommst du einen Kräuterlikör", war der erste Satz, den Aljoscha zu mir gesagt hat. Also sind wir rein in die 'Sportlerklause' neben einem Polizeirevier und da haben die beiden Älteren sofort losgebechert. Ich musste Kräuterlikör trinken. Danach sind wir zu Aljoscha in die Wohnung in der Fehrbelliner Straße 7 und das hat mich schwer beeindruckt. Er hat damalsin einer Dachwohnung gewohnt: einfache Bodenfenster, das Dach teilweise seltsam isoliert, stellenweise auch offen. Ziemlich freakig, das fand ich schon gut. Ich kam aus Baumschulenweg, da war überall Teppichboden, hier war es schon ein bisschen dreckiger. Das war mein erster Kontact mit dem Prenzlauer Berg. Kriening hat mir dann eröfnet, das ist unser Sänger und ich gleich: "Nee, nicht so einen alten Mann!" Dazu kam, dass Aljoscha Füße in seinen Turnschuhen dermaßen gestunken haben, das war für mich einfach unglaublich. Er hatte immer Turnschuhe ohne Socken an, das war die Hölle! Das sollte auch so bleiben mit den Füßen."
(Tagesbucheintrag am 1. April 1983) Gestern war ich in der Unterwelt, zusammen mit Kriening. Wir waren bei einem Musiker, vorne Glatze, Locken, lila Tuch, widerliches, sinnloses Gekreische, Lachen, total im Stoff, hat aber urst starke Wohnung. Unterm Dach bei ihm probte eine Punkband. Ich weiß nicht, ob ich wirklich Musiker werden will. Ich habe große Angst davor, mich mit solchen ekligen Leuten zusammenzutun. Mir war richtig schlecht, ich kam mir vor wie im 'Tatort' und fragte mich, wozu lerne und übe ich? Kam mir vor wie jemand, der in ein Kinderheim kommt, weit weg von allen Freunden.
"Nach zwei Stunden saßen wir glücklich und betrunken in seiner Dachwohnung rum. Nun war der Altersunterschied gar nicht mehr so zu merken und ich hatte mich damit abgefunden, dass der unser Sänger sein soll. Als ich mit Aljoscha geredet habe, kam er mir gar nicht mehr so alt vor, ich hab mich an ihn gewöhnt. Er sprühte nur so vor Ideen. Gleich am ersten Abend haben wir uns den Titel 'Ich bin Unsichtbar' ausgedacht. Das war eine Idee von mir, und Aljoscha hat dazu einen Text aufgeschrieben. Aljoscha leierte mir gleich ein paar Texte aus dem Kreuz, er hat sich mit einem Zettel hingesetzt und alles aufgeschrieben. Damit war ich schon um ein paar Texte ärmer. Das konnte Aljoscha sowieso sehr gut, den Leuten ideen wegnehmen. Aber im positiven Sinne, er hat die förmlich ausgesaugt. Er hat die Leute wie ein Schwamm aufgesogen. Wenn man die Ideen nicht gleich genutzt hat, sind sie meist verschüttgegangen. Aljoscha konnte gut Ideen klauen, mit der Umsetzung haperte es meist."
(Tagesbucheinträg 6. april 1983) Aljoscha, das ist der Typ, den ich erst so doof fand, ist aber total stark. Schweizer Staatsbürger, studiert drüben von Montag bis Freitag. Wochenende in Ostberlin. Wiederum ein Beispiel, man darf die Leute nicht nach dem ersten Eindruck beurteilen. Ich glaube, ich mag Aljoscha. Mit der Band, hab ich mir überlegt, geht's nicht. Ich werde mit ihnen drüber reden. Ich hab einfach keine Lust, mich zu binden. Wenn ich mirvorstelle, den Freitagabend für immer verplant, den Sonnabend auch noch - nein. Aber wenn ich nicht mitmache, verpasse ich auch eine Menge...
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"I met Kriening in 1982 at some loud concert in the Kulturpark Plänterwald. Then we drove to my childhood room together and I jumped up and down in front of him and played my ideas to him. I thought up songs and played them for him jumping around. In the meantime I had sawed off the neck on my 'Iris' guitar, which I've been doing ever since. I have to put my own touch to it. "Let's make a band together," Kriening said and actually almost exactly a year later called and made an appointment with me at 1 p.m. for the next day at Senefelderplatz. He arrived around 2 p.m. with an older man. I pestered him and kept asking Kriening who that was, but he kept cutting me off. He just said briefly, we’re going to the pub now. I had never been to a pub in my life, I was somehow brought up in a funny way. I didn't want to go to this pub and said without further ado, I'm sick! "Aha, you're sick, then you'll get a herbal liqueur," was the first sentence that Alyosha said to me. So we went to the 'Sportlerklause' next to a police station and the two older ones started drinking right away. I had to drink herbal liqueur. Then we went to Aljoscha's apartment at Fehrbelliner Strasse 7 and that really impressed me. At the time, he lived in an attic apartment: simple floor-to-ceiling windows, the roof in places oddly insulated, and open in other parts. Pretty freaky, I thought that was a good thing. I came from Baumschulenweg, where there was carpet everywhere, it was a bit dirtier here. That was my first contact with Prenzlauer Berg. Kriening then opened up to me, that's our singer and I immediately said: "No, not such an old man!" In addition, Aljoscha's feet in his sneakers stunk so badly, it was just unbelievable to me. He always wore sneakers with no socks, it was hell! It would stay that way with the feet."
(Diary entry April 1, 1983) Yesterday I was in the underworld with Kriening. We were with a musician, bald in the front, curls, purple cloth, disgusting, senseless screeching, laughing, totally stuffed *1) , but has a really great apartment. A punk band was rehearsing under his roof. I don't know if I really want to be a musician. I'm terrified of associating with such yucky people. I felt really bad, I felt like I was in 'Tatort' *2) and asked myself, why am I learning and practicing? Felt like someone who goes to a children's home, far away from all your friends.
"After two hours we were sitting around, happy and drunk, in his attic apartment. Now the age difference was no longer noticeable and I had come to terms with the fact that he would be our singer. When I talked to Aljoscha, he didn't even seem so old anymore, I've gotten used to him. He just sparkled with ideas. Right on the first evening we came up with the title 'I'm Invisible'. It was an idea of ​​mine, and Aljoscha wrote down a text for it. Aljoscha grinded out a few texts from me right away, he sat down with a piece of paper and wrote everything down. I was already a few texts poorer. Aljoscha was very good at that anyway, taking ideas away from people. But in a positive sense, he literally sucked them dry. He sucked people up like a sponge. If you didn't use the ideas right away, they usually just got lost. Aljoscha was good at stealing ideas, but there was usually a problem with the implementation."
(Diary entry April 6, 1983) Aljoscha, that's the guy I found so dumb at first, he's really good. Swiss citizen, studies over there from Monday to Friday. Weekend in East Berlin. Again an example to not judge people by first impressions. I think I like Aljoscha. The band, i thought it, but it won't work. I'll talk to them about it. I just don't feel like committing myself. If I imagine planning Friday evening forever, Saturday too - no. But if I don't join, I'll miss a lot...
1) not really sure what 'im Stoff' would be translated, but i assume from the context something like 'not sober'
2) Tatort is a very famous longrunning german tv show about crimes, so he compairs it to being ata crimescene from that show
more rammstein related book quotes
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elitenetflixsource · 2 years
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parenting 101 by cruz carvalho
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famosoentrescalles · 1 year
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when will netflix drop the actual clip
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Excerpt & translation from Mix mir einen Drink
Squatting a single apartment in Prenzlauer Berg was not really the problem. Of course, there were no complete squats, but Fehrbelliner 7 was a house that was atypical for East Berlin in so far that soon only squatters lived there. We simply moved in there under these simple conditions, with outdoor toilets and very primitive, but large, bright apartments. In winter, Aljoschas attic apartment with its thin walls was terribly cold. Little by little, when people moved out of the house again, another apartment was taken over. [...]
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