SongBook I.4

Die Texte: Popsongs, mit denen ich viel an persönlicher Geschichte verbinde. All Along the Watchtower: eine Art Lebensphilosophie in Kürze, Ophelia, ein großes Liebesgedicht, Burning Sister, eine LSD-Vision. All das ist Vergangenes und wird mittels Abulafia, einem Cut-up/Scrambler-Programm, zertrümmert. Die Spuren der Textfragmente sind mir Splitter des Spiegels, die das Original als Vielheit reflektieren. Die Texte von Dieter Sperl (Count 2 4) stehen für mich in unmittelbarer Nähe zu dieser Art von Lyrik – Texte, die aus sich heraus schon Songs sind oder unmittelbar zu diesen führen. Als Untergrund der Stimmen fungieren meistens «Damaged Beats», Scratch-Loops von Rock- und Jazz-Pattern. Die Version I.4 wurde um eine E-Gitarre erweitert, wodurch die Idiomatik noch deutlicher hörbar wird. 

Count 2 4
count to four count to five be fore they’re quite born with vi o lent nosebleeds a wa ter pis tol is wor king on an old ruined wall a gain and a gain se conds go through my head go through my headin my sep tem ber in my oc to ber the t v a ppear ance of a don key twelve days have passed per haps ten ten ten ten days ten days ten days 

a way o ver a fence o ver a me tal fence an a ven ue on which ma ny black hor ses are run ning ma ny black hor ses are run ning run ning run ning run ning o ver a me tal fence o ver a me tal fence ma ny black hor ses are run ning black hor ses are run ning time of rain with the wa ter time of flow ers with the woo den steps which lead up to the street with the whee zing 

a twit ching of the eye breaks out of the eye a man is ly ing stripped to the waist on a woo den bench it’s march out side or a pril much too cold still or much too much too cold still or may be hind the church spi re the church spi re the church spi re there’s on ly a light breeze light breeze light breeze 

if you ap proach him he won’t no tice ma ny clouds clouds clouds clouds aremo ving a cross a clear sky a clear sky a clear sky a clear sky a clear sky a 

with out in di ca ting a ny di rec tion there are im a ges of a lit tle town on a day like this 

you don’t need to no tice a ny thing go bare foot o ver the mea dow go bare foot a cat lies la zi ly on the warm wall of the church with its feet stretched out why do you want to sleep why do you want to sleep why do you want to sleep you can’t feel a ny me mo ry in your hands and so in the end you don’t hit a ny birds what so ev er
 

Another door for Jenny
she sheshe she she she she went through through through through through that door door in door in door in door in door in door in door in the door in the in

the in the door in the door in door in in

the in the in the in the in the wall in the wall the wall the wall the wall the

sun the sun the sun the sun sun sun sun sun sun sun sun th sunlight the sunlight the sun

the sunlight the sun light the sun light streaming through streaming through streaming through the streaming though the through the streaming through the the the the the the Gar the Gar den the Gar through

Gar gar den gar den gar den gar den in gar den in gar den in bliss in bliss in bliss in

the bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss in bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss but bliss but bliss but bliss but bliss but bliss but but now but now but now but now but now but now but now the the the the the the the the do door the door the door the door the door the door the door the the door is door is door is door is door is do door do do do do do do do door is is is si closed she she she she she she she lies she lies she lies lies lies lies be lies be lies be be be neath be neath be neath be neath be neath be neath be neath be neath the trees the trees the trees the trees trees trees trees threes my my mind my mind my mi my mi my mind my min my mind my mind my mind my mind my mind mind in mind in mind in mind in in torment tor ment to ment tor ment b 

Where were You.

How ab surd, how vi cious.

There is no thing to do but get up.

My knees were ir on, I rus ted in wor ship, of You.
 

Burning Sister
Re na te a flame bet ween the trees

mal le us mal le fi ca rum

a fi re in the West

we were loo king West

loo king West

a top the Watch tow er

emp ty foot ball field

Re na te in the fields

bet ween the trees

hair on fi re

eyes on fi re

Hail Pan eyes on fi re

Hail Pan eyes on fi re

Hail Pan 

mes sen ger from the west

Archie the po et

Pe ter Ba na na

Rei ni the Jun kie

children run ning

through de so late gar dens

loo king West

loo king West

Hope for Hap pi ness

Hope for Hap pi ness

Hope for Hap pi ness

The Yeti’s com ing

Rea ping the fields

in o range glow ReReReReReReReRenateteteaflamebetween the trees malleus ma maleusmaleficarum Fire in the West they were lookingWestfrom the Watch tower from the Watch tower lookingwest Renateamistthefields footballfieldsare emptty footballfieldsare emptty betweenthetrees betweenthetrees betweenthetrees haironFire haironFire haironFire haironFire Fire Fire EyesonFire Firemessenger fromtheWest messenger fromtheWest messenger fromtheWest Hail!Hail!Hail!PANMessengerPANfrom the West look and see lookand see looklook signs were signs rainyday

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