all those pies in the sky, like babylon, like the dreams of an endless life... skyhigh
Brussels 2010
The Preacher and the Slave by Joe Hill (thanks Suzanne
Long-haired preachers come out every night Try to tell you what's wrong and what's right But when asked about something to eat They will answer in voices so sweet
'You will eat, by and by, In that glorious land above the sky Work and pray, live on hay - You'll get pie in the sky when you die' - that's a lie!
Babylon Was Built On Fire Babylon was built on fire And the bones of useless machines It hurt to breathe You fell away from me
Packs of helicopters divide Across a crowded sky What angels did you ride As i staggered at your side
First voice: Citizens in their homes And missiles in their holes And citizens in their homes
Second voice: The brightest night I ever saw, Across An empty parking lot No stars
Third voice: This highway needs rain across Both of its lanes until All that remains is This heart and its flames And the rumble of trains 'Neath a handful of stars Babylon was built on fire And the bones of useless machines It hurt to breathe You fell away from me
Nö so richtig bewandert in Musik bin ich nicht, Michael Nyman kenn ich von den Peter Greeaway Filmen. Was mich früher mal sehr beeindruckt hatte war Stockhauser mit einem Konzert für eine elektrisierte Kugel in der Badewanne da gab es noch keine Einstürzende Neubauten
tja, der größenwahn ist wohl weltweit verbreitet, ich würd mich da nicht festlegen und was bleibt wußte schon olle Brecht: der durch sie hindurchging der wind.... aber Horst, was bleibt von uns?
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